Learotica 1

Come with me, I said, and led you to the mirror. Suddenly shy, you turned away from it, but then you caught my gaze and stayed awhile. Vulnerability can be thrilling if you let it be.

And it was.

Eyes shining in flickering candle light, watching you, watching me watching you. The softest sounds left your lips as you leaned back into me and let your head lay on my shoulder. I nudged your head upright…”look”, I whispered and you listened.

Watching you, watching me watching you.

Falling forward as my fingers trailed down your back then slid between your legs. Wet and inviting, I was inside you. Your hands clinging to the wall so as not to lose your footing. I felt you push against the pressure of me. Rythmically…slowly at first. Then desparately. Wanting. Watching. My eyes never left yours and you struggled not to lose yourself and lose my gaze. Deeper. Faster. Then you gasped and your eyes shut. Look baby, look. My hand filled with liquid warmth as you shuddered and arched, struggling to breathe.

Your eyes softened then as you found your breath. A faint smile crossed your mouth as you looked. No humility. No fear. Vulnerability can be thrilling if you let it be.

I wanted you to see, see how incredibly sexy you are when you are hungry. And how incredibly beautiful you are when you reach that earth stopping, life begins and ends in this moment, feeling. I wanted you to see what I see, when I am watching you, watching me watching you.

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