“Oh, my god,” Hannah gasped. “Are you seriously suggesting we doitwith that mirror there?”
“That’s exactly what I want to do.”
“But…it—I—”
“Is that a hard no? Are you willing to try it? You don’t have to watch. You can always close your eyes if it gets too difficult.” I stood next to the bed and bentdown to give Hannah a soft kiss. “Try it? For me?”
“Oh, my god, I can’t believe we’re doing this.” Hannah sighed, then shook her head. “Fine. I’ll try.”
“I just want you to see what I see when I look at you. You’re a gorgeous, giving, and amazing woman who should be proud of her body—of herself. You’ve got nothing to be ashamed of. I’ve seen all of you and you’re beautiful.”
Hannah’s cheeksflushed as she rolled her eyes. She still didn’t believe me. But it was my mission that she would by the end of the night. She deserved it.
I crawled back onto the bed and sprawled next to her. Before she could come up with another excuse about her body, I gently turned her head toward me and kissed her. In moments the mirror was forgotten, and it was just the two of us getting lost in the moment.After a few more kisses, my hand slowly snaked down her totally nude body. I played for a few moments with her perfect breasts before my hand slid down her stomach and to herchatte. Hannah jumped slightly, but I continued kissing her and didn’t force my hand between her legs. I let my fingers softly brush against the seam of her sex. Moisture immediately coated my fingers. After a few soft caresses,Hannah’s legs fell open of their own accord.
I nibbled on her lips to distract her as my fingers delved deeper. Sinking one finger into her, I sought out her clit with my thumb. Her hips jerked when I found it.
“Christ, Hannah, you feel so good.Ta chatte est vraiment étroite.”
She moaned. “You have no idea what it does to me when you speak French. Or when you do that. Oh, don’t stop. Pleasedon’t stop.”
“Jamais.”Never. But I didn’t need to explain to Hannah. She understood as one finger became two thrusting inside her. She was panting, her hips straining to get even closer to me. I darted a look at her face and found her eyes closed as her mouth opened on a sob.
“Oh, God. Please. Please, Luc. I’m so close. I just need—” She broke off with a gasp as her body shuddered. Her sexclutched at my fingers, grasping and releasing with such force.
My balls ached as my cock throbbed in response to Hannah’s orgasm. It took everything inside me to keep my dick in my pants, but I gritted my teeth and rode out Hannah’s orgasm without joining in. Coming while still wearing my pants would definitely be a mood killer.
After a few moments, Hannah sagged back into the bed with a softsigh as a little smile played around her lips.
“Open your eyes and tell me what you see,” I murmured after I gently pulled my hand free.
Hannah’s eyelids fluttered, then she looked at herself in the mirror. “I see me.”
“I need some adjectives. What do you see?”
“I see…a blond woman who’s naked and wearing a huge smile. She looks…happy. Content.”
“And pretty?”
“Sure.”
“Hannah.”
“It’s just…it’sweird okay? That woman doesn’t look anything like me. She’s relaxed and confident and happy with herself. That’s not who I see when I look in the mirror every other time.”
“That’s who I see when I look at you.” I leaned down and kissed Hannah’s lips. “But I’d add gorgeous.” I kissed her again. “Generous.”Kiss. “Creative.”Kiss. “Caring.”Kiss. “Too good for me.”Kiss.
“Whoa, wait. Are you serious?Do you need me to turn the mirror around on you?”
I laughed. “No. Believe me, I’m the last person who needs a confidence booster.”
“Are you sure about that? Tell me, what do you see when you look in the mirror?”
“I see a sexually frustrated man who’s inches from a glorious naked woman and yet having a conversation.”
“Luc. Really. Please.”
“Fine. I see…me.”
