Chapter 151
Chapter 151
Hope’s POV
“Levi, I don’t think this position is right,” I muttered in between moans.
“What’s so wrong about it?” he said against my neck, peppering kisses on the sensitive skin.
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At that moment, I was straddling him, but we weren’t facing each other. My knees were braced on the sides of his hips as Levi’s fingers worked deeper, two thick digits curling inside me while his thumb circled my clit.
The full–length mirror mounted on the ceiling reflected everything–my spread thighs, the way my entrance glistened around his hand, and the flushed skin of my chest and stomach.
“This is too much,” I whispered, voice shaking. I could literally see everything!
“Look at yourself,” he said, reinforcing the thought.
“No,” I whimpered, but my eyes still unconsciously looked upward anyway.
I stared at the woman who was staring back at me.
Her face was flushed, lips parted, hair sticking to her damp forehead. That woman was none other than me. I looked wrecked already, but it felt like Levi had barely started.
When I glanced at his reflection, my breath hitched because he was looking right at me, too. His gaze was locked on me like I was the only thing that existed.
His jaw was tight, his eyes dark, and the hard line of his cock twitched against my butt. It looked like he was loving this too much.
I bit my lip and watched my own hand reach down, wrapping around his cock. It still felt really thick in my palm, the head slick with precum.
My hole clenched at the sight of it. I knew it would stretch me, knew it would push past what I thought I could take, but the thought only made me wetter.
I lined him up, pressing the blunt head against my entrance. The first push made me gasp–my entrance yielding, then stretching wide around him.
The burn was sharp, but it melted into a deep, aching fullness that made my thighs tremble. Inch by inch, I sank down, watching in the mirror as I swallowed him. My lips stretched tight, glistening, and every time I took more, my breath hitched.
“This is how I see you, Hope,” Levi said, voice rough. His free hand gripped my hip, steadying me. “You always sell yourself short, but you’re the most beautiful person I’ve ever laid my eyes on. You’re kind, understanding, and just fucking amazing.”
I whimpered, hips rolling as I bottomed out, his cock buried to the hilt. My walls fluttered around him, trying to adjust to his massive size.
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“And so, so sexy,” he whispered.
With that, he started pounding.
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His hips snapped up, driving his cock deep on every thrust. The mirror still showed everything. The globes on my chest bounced with every pound, and my entrance gripped him tight on every withdrawal, shiny with my arousal.
His hands held me in place while he fucked up into me. The wet sound of skin slapping skin filled the room, mixed with my broken moans.
It was really too much. The angle, the depth, the way his cock dragged against every sensitive spot inside me.
My hands found their way reaching back to his face, fingers digging in his jaw as he used me. I couldn’t look away from the reflection–my own face slack with pleasure, mouth open, and eyes glassy. Levi’s abs flexed with every thrust, his cock disappearing into me over and over.
“I want to see you,” I gasped, voice cracking. “I want to see you fully, Levi.”
He hummed, then flipped me in one motion.
My back hit the mattress, and suddenly he was above me, cock still buried deep. The mirror still caught us. From here, I could see his broad back, my legs wrapped around his waist, and the way his hips drove forward.
“Look all you want, babe,” he said, and started pounding again.
Each thrust knocked the breath from my lungs. His cock slammed into me, reaching my very depths with every stroke, the head kissing my cervix.
My nails raked down his back, legs tightening around him as he fucked me harder.
Even with the request to see his face, I couldn’t keep my eyes open.
The pleasure was too intense and overwhelming. I squeezed them shut, clinging to him, face buried against his neck.
His breath was hot against my ear as he whispered filthy things right into it.
“So fucking tight,” he growled. “Taking every inch like you were made for it. Look how wet you are–dripping down my balls.”
“Do you know how much I’ve been holding myself back?”
I moaned, hips jerking up to meet his thrusts.
If he only knew that I was holding myself back, too.
“M–me too,” I stammered, my eyes fluttering open as I looked up at him. A shy smile appeared on my lips.
“I wanted you so much, too.”
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He cursed under his breath and began pounding deeper.
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