Mirage’s P.O.V
“Then take me.” I told him. “Make me yours tonight.”
Alex’s head snapped up in my direction, his eyes pure golden. “Say that again.”
“I want you Alex.” I swallowed, debating if I was making a mistake or not. “I think…I think I’m falling in love with you.”
The next thing I know, my lips were being consumed by his and my back hit the mirror on the wall behind the counter. Alex put his hand at the back of my head to save me from the impact, cushioning the blow, but I hardly paid attention to it. My mind had gone completely blank the instant his lips had touched mine and I was about to lose control in the best way possible.
The closer he drew me in, the more I felt the heat of his shaft right at my apex, rubbing over my folds through the barrier of our clothing. But I didn’t want that! I wanted our clothes off! I wanted him inside me!
My hands reached for his shorts again, but this time, he stopped me with both hands.