Christina’s POV
I tried turning my head away, but Hudson gently gripped my chin, forcing to watch us in the mirror. He bent down to kiss my neck, his throat working as he said in a husky voice. "Look. Tell which angle looks best."
Forced to watch myself in the mirror, sha and excitent intertwined. My legs weakened, and I could only press tightly against Hudson behind . I was already soaking wet.
Hudson first circled his tongue on my neck, then sucked hard, biting gently when I wasn’t expecting it. The ticklish, burning sensation instantly turned to pain, making whimper before he soothed it with his tongue.
He continued grazing the tender skin of my neck with his teeth, saying, "Christina, do you know how many tis I’ve wanted to mark you? To make you completely mine? Lycaon and I have been holding back. Do you know how hard it’s been?"
I tilted my head back, letting out broken moans, my legs trembling, my pussy aching and growing emptier by the second.
"What’s wrong?" Hudson breathed against my ear, grinding against from behind, causing another rush of wetness.
"Legs weak... can’t stand..." I whimpered.
Hudson chuckled, "Let help you then?"
I knew he was deliberately teasing , but I could only nod instinctively. Then he gripped my chin and kissed , his other hand slowly sliding between my legs.
His hand moved toward my panties.
Hudson wasn’t rushing, each move giving a chance to push him away, but I didn’t. I wanted him even more.
Finally, his fingers touched that soaked area through my panties.
Hudson massaged the edges of my entrance, deliberately slowing his pace, occasionally brushing my sensitive clit with his fingertips, making my whole body tremble.
"Help ... please..." I was going crazy with need, my pussy lips pulsing wildly.
Hudson lowered his eyes, sealing my mouth with his lips again while using his fingers to push aside my soaked panties and slowly insert them into my entrance.
The pleasure of being penetrated exploded in my mind. I couldn’t help panting, my eyes glazing over, my body shaking with each movent of his fingers, rapidly losing all reason.
Hudson’s fingers were practically sucked in by my pussy. Hot, surging flesh instantly wrapped tightly around him. I closed my eyes, imagining Hudson’s long fingers slowly pushing into my wet, hot core. The sensation of being filled magnified in my mind, waves of pleasure surging from deep inside , spreading up my spine and throughout my body.
The soft walls of my pussy frantically sucked at Hudson’s fingers, releasing more juices from deep within, almost flowing down his hand.
"Baby, don’t hold back. I love hearing you moan," Hudson said, caressing my heated lips.
With that, he pushed gently but firmly, his long finger fully entering , twisting slowly as he thrust, easily finding that sensitive spot that sent continuous waves of pleasure through .
I couldn’t help moaning out loud, gripping his arm tightly as my entire body trembled.
Hudson suddenly quickened his pace, pulling his fingers out completely before thrusting them back in hard. Transparent fluid kept flowing from my entrance, creating wet, squelching sounds. My pussy grew hot and wet from his fingering, the walls beginning to contract irregularly, tightly gripping his fingers.
Watching my reaction in the mirror, desire blazed in Hudson’s eyes. He pressed his fingertips against that sensitive spot deep inside , suddenly grinding and pressing rapidly. The intense pleasure instantly ignited every nerve in my body. I couldn’t help but arch, shaking as I called his na, my vision going white. Passion and pleasure intertwined in a wild tide as I trembled through my orgasm, my juices dripping down Hudson’s hand onto the floor.
In the mirror, my gaze was unfocused, my body still trembling after the climax. Hudson slowly withdrew his fingers from my pussy, drawing out a sticky trail of fluid that dripped onto the carpet.
He didn’t let rest. That sa hand moved to remove his underwear.
I watched his movents. His hard, thick cock sprang free, the tip already slightly wet.
I grew even wetter.
"Look at the mirror," Hudson said hoarsely. He pressed against again, rubbing his hot head against my wet pussy, but not entering.
One arm wrapped tightly around my waist, his other hand gripping my chin, forcing to look at us both in the mirror.
"Look closely," he breathed against my ear, "watch fuck you."
With that, he thrust his hips forcefully.
"Ah—!" His thick cock suddenly pushed in, stretching open and plunging to the deepest part.
The intense feeling of fullness and the shock of penetration made cry out. My legs weakened, only his embrace keeping upright. In the mirror, I saw myself frowning, mouth open, experiencing both pain and pleasure.
Hudson stayed still, letting adjust to the feeling of him completely inside . He kissed my sweaty shoulder and said, "It’s all in... can you feel it? You’re taking my cock."
I couldn’t speak, only moan. I was stuffed full, gripping him tightly.
"Watch," he commanded, then began to thrust.
He started with slow, deep strokes, withdrawing only slightly before driving back in hard, hitting that most sensitive spot. In the mirror, we could clearly see where our bodies joined, how my pussy was spread open by him, becoming wet and ssy.
"Mmm... Hudson... sl-slower..." I could barely speak as his thrusts rocked my body.
"Can’t go slower," he panted, holding my waist tighter and thrusting faster and deeper. "Look at you down there, gripping so tight... sucking in..."
The squelching, wet sounds grew louder, along with the slapping of flesh against flesh. My mind went blank; I could only stare at the mirror image of myself being taken hard from behind—face flushed, eyes glazed, mouth open in constant moans, body shaking with each thrust.
Sha and pleasure overwheld . Hudson stared at the mirror, eyes bright, thrusting more fiercely and rapidly, each stroke feeling like he would impale .
"Tell , which angle looks best?" he bit my earlobe, forcefully hitting that spot inside .
"Ah...! Don’t... don’t know... all... all look good..." I was close to climaxing, my pussy contracting violently.
"Liar," he laughed softly, lifting one of my legs higher to thrust deeper. Our position in the mirror grew even more obscene. "Clearly you look best... when I’m fucking you."
That sentence pushed over the edge. I scread as I reached my climax, my body shaking violently. At the sa ti, Hudson growled, his cum shooting forcefully deep inside .
After our orgasms, we held each other, catching our breath. The mirror reflected our exhausted forms, still connected.
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