Chapter 170: Embarrassed (2)
Warning! Mature content.
"Tyrion, this is a bit," Penelope said, not knowing the right words to describe their current predicament.
Penelope couldn’t bring herself to look up because of the mirror on the dressing drawer right before them.
They already had each other once, but just when Penelope thought they would stop before their food turned cold, Tyrion turned her to face the mirror, revealing her current state.
"Embarrassed?" Tyrion asked, his hands securing her waist.
By now, he had perfectly memorised her body. His hands outlined the shape of her body.
Whilst Penelope was busy trying to avoid looking into the mirror, Tyrion didn’t miss anything from their reflection. He wanted Penelope to see how they looked during their intimate moments.
Tyrion looked down at where their bodies slapped against each other, filling the room with an obvious noise of what they were doing. It was mixed with Penelope’s voice, the whispers of her name leaving Tyrion’s lips, and the rattling of the very dressing drawer Penelope was holding onto for dear life.
Penelope didn’t answer.
She was partly too embarrassed to see her current state, but the small glimpse she got hadn’t left her mind. It was erotic.
Penelope was momentarily tired, but seeing just how they looked now lit a new fire of how much she wanted him.