Description
"You're so perf- ah-" Alex sputters out a moan when I grind against him. "-perfect, fuck," He hisses out. Holding back, are we? I'm leaning over the sink, supporting myself on both my elbows. He presses harder onto my ass, trying to create friction. I crane my neck up to observe him through the mirror, watching the blush across his cheeks and nose deepen as mine does the same. His shoulders heave with ragged and uneven breaths as he grips one hand on the edge of the sink, leaning his weight onto it. With his other hand, he occupies it by firmly grabbing my hip, caressing it in adoration. I feel the warm, growing wetness seep through his boxers against my ass. I reach behind me and grab onto the silky fabric of his black tie, yanking him forward. He chokes, eyes widening, and he instinctively holds onto it in response. The coolness of his silver chain and the hotness of his puffs tickle my back. I let out a trembling sigh at the foreign feeling. He glances up to glare at me through the mirror, with his pupils blown wide and his breaths heavier. I smirk, feeling the pounding against my ribcage thump even harder. I had never been a patient person. "Put it in, Alexandre." This is a game of domination.
𝙰𝚞𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚛'𝚜 𝙽𝚘𝚝𝚎 (Warnings, kinks, etc.)
