Ava's POV

Julian didn’t give me a moment to recover. My legs were still trembling, my soaked thong clinging to my swollen folds, when he turned me firmly to face the mirror again. His tall, solid frame pressed against my back, his hard cock throbbing insistently against my ass through his tailored trousers.

“Let your eyes stay in the mirror,” he said, his voice low and commanding. “I want you to watch everything I do to you.”

His hands moved with purpose as he tugged the bra cups down completely, letting my full breasts spill free. My nipples were tight and aching and as he cupped them from behind, squeezing...