Caira's' POV
"Have a good night ladies!" I say as the last few girls of my evening hip-hop class leave the studio. I sit on the floor dramatically to put my gym shoes back on and look at myself in the mirror-lined wall. I feel my muscles attempt to relax after all of the strenuous activity. Dancing is one of my many passions, but it really wears me out. Once I've got my shoes on, I walk out to the main office to get the keys to lock up.
Kathy, the studio owner, was sick today so she wasn't able to come in tonight. Since my class is the latest, I have to lock everything for her. I lock the office door and walk out the door to head back into the dance room, but am abruptly stopped by the sight of my gorgeous boyfriend who is here to pick me up. We both inspect each other up and down; him being dressed in tight jeans and a loose white shirt underneath a big coat, while I'm dressed in much less, consisting of leggings and a tight compression tank top.
The air around us is filled with a palpable charge of fervor. He licks his lips, while I bite mine, before finally making eye contact with me. "Are you ready to go?" he asks, his voice husky and filled with desire.
"I still have to lock up. Kathy called in sick and left me in charge," I say walking back to the dance room, Kris following close behind.
"So, no one else is here?" his voice sounding bold and dangerous.
"Nope, just us," I say inching closer to him and slipping his hefty coat to the floor, desperate to touch him. He wraps his arms around my waist and pulls my chin up to catch my lips in a slow kiss.
"Hmmm," he mutters after pulling away much too soon from our embrace. I may be tired, but my body has awoken to the electric touch of Kris. A strong desire for him unfurls deep inside me, igniting me. The thought of us being here alone excites me.
He tugs at my earlobe with his teeth and whispers in my ear, "I want you so bad. You're teasing me with your tight shirt and these damn leggings," he says as his hands travel to my ass. I groan, my need for him growing. I pull his lips back to mine, immediately darting my tongue into his mouth. His mouth opens wider, taking slow but deep licks in my mouth. We continue our passion-filled kiss before he pulls away and turns me around facing the wall of mirrors in the room to watch him work my body.
Kris begins his assault on my neck and I watch my chest as it heaves up and down. I push my ass hard into Kris undeniable bulge, my hunger for him consuming me. He runs his palms up and down my sides and over my stomach, watching my body react in the reflection in front of us. I can't take his teasing any longer. I lean my head back on his shoulder and sigh in his ear, "Touch me."
He nuzzles my neck with his nose before slipping my tank top off. My breasts are released from the tight confines of my shirt and Kris immediately cups them both with his hands, rolling his thumbs over my now hardened nipples. I sigh and arch off of him, pushing my breasts farther into his hands as I feel myself growing wetter.
"I love these so much," he says continuing his possession of my body. I watch as one of his hands drops from my chest and trails down my stomach. "Look at this beautiful body," he whispers in my ear, toying with the waistband of my leggings and making eye contact with me in our reflection. I blush at his compliment and press harder into his hardening cock.
His hand finally moves past the barrier of my leggings and underwear, stroking my wetness. I moan loudly, aching for him. He rubs my clit with the rough pad of his finger before entering one of his long fingers inside me. I sigh in relief, watching my body respond to his touch.
"You like watching me touch you baby girl?" he purrs. I nod, unable to form words as he adds another finger. He slides in and out of me at a ridiculous pace and I continue to thrust against his fingers while one hand still attends to my breast.
With the one hand on my breast he pinches my nipple while pushing my clit with his thumb and continuing to pump in and out of me with two fingers. I'm on sensory overload and watching Kris control my body in the mirror adds to my arousal. My stomach tightens and I feel myself there.
"Oh, God!" I exclaim.
"Come, baby," he whispers and I comply, giving him all I have. The flesh on my chest turns pink as my climax peaks. I watch as the wild female in front of me responds to her fascinating lover. My hand reaches up behind Kris and fists his lush hair as his fingers continue to milk me through my climax.
I turn around to face Kris and wrap my arms around his neck as he pulls me in for another passionate kiss. I pull his shirt off as he tugs down my leggings and underwear. I kick my gym shoes and socks off leaving me completely naked.
Our lips attach once more and suddenly I'm being lifted off the ground, instantly wrapping my legs around Kris denim clad waist. We slowly back into the mirror, the cold surface sending a chill up my spine and covering my whole body in goose bumps despite the increasingly warm temperature of the room.
I grind my core down on Kris hard cock, the rough fabric of his jeans eliciting a whimper from me. I brace myself on Kris shoulders as we continue to rock our hips against one another, my head rolling back. He nips at my collarbone and looks up at me. "I need you." I nod and slide down his hips, my legs a bit shaky.
I push him against the mirror and force my lips back to his. My hands trail down his hardened stomach and fumble with the buckle of his belt. Once I have it open, I stick my hand inside his boxers and grab his thick length. I move my lips to his neck and he whimpers. "I love it when you take control baby, but I can't take this anymore."
He grabs my hips and pushes me back away from the mirror. He hastily pushes his boxers and jeans down his legs, my craving for him at an all-time high. He slowly lowers to the floor and gestures me over. "Come here."
I straddle his waist as seductively as possible and tug at his hair with my fingertips. I feel his ever hardening cock rubbing my abdomen as we gently rock against one another. "Take me," I say breathlessly, needing to feel the pleasurable burn of him inside me.
Without hesitation, he guides himself inside me, both of us groaning in relief. He fills me completely, stretching me in the most satisfying way. I grip his shoulders as I make my first move, slightly lifting up and sinking back down, feeling every inch of him.
He grips my hips and moves me up and down at an even faster pace. I pull my hair out of its ponytail and let it cascade down my back as I look at myself in the mirror. I watch the curves my body makes as it takes each delicious thrust from Kris. I see my breasts slightly bouncing and Kris appreciating them once again with his hands and teasing bites. I moan at the carnal image. Fucking in front of a mirror had always been one of my biggest fantasies, and now it was actually happening.
Kris gave me a particularly heavy thrust and I stiffened, feeling it in my stomach. "Fuck."
Before I knew it, I was pinned underneath Kris, and he was once again thrusting furiously in and out of me. My legs hitched up around his waist, my fingers gripping his hair. My head tilted to the side and watched in the mirror once again. This time, Kris was looking at me.
"You like watching me fuck you?"
"Yes," I whimper.
"Now every time you teach a class, all you'll be able to see in these mirrors is me fucking you. You dirty girl."
"Yes, Kris," I moan.
Kris brings his fingertips down to my clit and begins rubbing in frantic circles. I was nearing my high at a deadly pace, my walls clenching and pulsing around him as he continues to rock in and out of me.
"Let go baby. Come." The pressure in my abdomen was becoming unbearable, and like a pin poking a balloon, I was bursting. Warmth spread throughout my body as an intense orgasm shook my body. Kris continues to thrust in and out of me as he reached his climax, releasing hot and hard inside me.
Once we were both somewhat back to reality, Kris body collapses on mine, our limbs a sticky and sweaty mess.
"Wow," I say completely sated. Kris looks up at me and I push his unruly hair off his forehead.
"You do realize we're gonna have to make this a weekly thing right?" he says with a wicked smirk. It sends a trigger deep inside me and I find myself wanting to take him all over again.
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