"Yes, you can." I kept my thumb moving and my hips driving forward, while I kept my eyes on hers. "Keep them open."
She obeyed, and what I saw in them while she fell apart was something that was going to live rent-free in my head.
I pulled back.
"Legs on my shoulders," I said.
"What?"
I didn't repeat myself. I took her ankles and put them where I wanted them, folding her nearly in half, and the angle changed so completely and so immediately that the sound she made at the next thrust ricocheted off every surface in the room.
The depth from this angle was unreasonable.
I knew that. I could feel it in the way she clenched around me and her whole body tensed with each stroke I gave.
Her hands scrabbled for purchase on my forearms and held on like her life depended on maintaining the co
