I MOANED as he torturously pulled his fingers from me. I almost stumbled when he hustled me over to the dresser. His hand pressed on the back of my neck, so I was bent over. My ass was in the air. Our eyes met in the mirror. He radiated dangerous male and it made me so hot.
I needed him inside me now.
I stepped my legs apart, opening myself to him. Blatant, like a dog in heat, so desperate and hot for him. Without taking his eyes off my face, he stepped behind me. He unbuttoned his jeans and pushed his pants down. I could feel the long length of him press between my buttocks. He messed with my hair. It took me a moment to realize that he was gathering my hair into a long ponytail. My head pulled back as he tested tugging my hair.
Our gazes held in the mirror. So much heat passed between
