Chapter 27: Fingering in front of the Mirror (R-18)
"It's done," I said, letting my hands slip from her waist, the zipper of her black dress now snug up her back. I stepped back, catching her eyes in the mirror—dark, soft, flickering with something unspoken. The room was quiet, just the faint hum of the house around us, the night pressing in through the window.
"Ezra..." she said, her voice low, almost a whisper, her lips parting as she held my gaze. We stared at each other for a few seconds, the air thickening between us, her reflection glowing in the dim light of her bedroom.
She started to move, quick like she was breaking the spell and building up tension, but I grabbed her waist again, firm and steady, pulling her back before she could escape.
"Aeri..." I said, my tone matching hers, low and deliberate, my fingers digging into her hips just enough to keep her there.
She gasped soft—"Ahm..."—her breath catching as I leaned in close, my chest brushing her back, her warmth seeping through the thin fabric of her dress. I could feel her heartbeat pick up.
I slid my hand slow across her stomach, fingers wide, feeling the smooth curve under the tight one-piece, then drifted lower, tracing the edge of her thighs. My lips brushed her neck, soft at first, then pressing harder, tasting her—sweet, a little salty from earlier, mixed with the faint floral kick of her perfume. It was damn good, intoxicating, pulling me in deeper.
"Ezra... we'll get late..." she said, her voice uneven, shaky, her hair fell forward, covering her flushed face. The strands framed her eyes, dark and half-lidded, making her even more beautiful—vulnerable, sexy, caught in the moment. Her breaths came fast, ragged, her hands hovering like she didn't know where to put them.
"Will we?" I asked, my voice a low tease, my hands sliding around her, slipping behind to cup her ass, squeezing the soft flesh through the dress. Then I dipped lower, my fingers brushing between her legs, finding the heat there over her thin barrier of her panties. She tensed, a shiver running up her spine.
"Ahhh..." she moaned, her body snapping straight, her ass pressing back against me as I rubbed her pussy slow over the fabric, feeling the warmth radiating through.