Her cheeks flush pink as I slide one hand down her stomach, lower, until I'm cupping her over her G-string. One I would be admiring if I had the time. She's already warm and pushing into my touch.
“We shouldn't—” she starts, but it comes out breathy and unconvincing, especially since she's grinding against my cock.
“We absolutely should.” I slide her panties to the side, finding her wet and ready. “Fuck, Tiff.”
Her head falls back against my shoulder as I circle her clit slowly, teasingly. Her hips rock forward, seeking more pressure, and I give it to her by sliding two fingers inside her while my thumb works her clit.
“Jamie,” she whimpers as she threads a hand through my hair.
I kiss her neck, watching her in the mirror as I slowly tug at the knot in her robe. When it falls apart, her breasts spill out, and I'm in fucking awe of the beautiful woman.
Her chest rises and falls with each labored breath and thrust of my hand, which covers her entire pussy.
Buzz. Buzz. Buzz.
So much for finishing in three minutes.
The sharp beep of the timer on Tiff's phone fills the room as she lifts her head, about to reach for the test. I stop her by catching her wrist with my free hand. “Not yet.”
“But—”
“Come for me first.” I increase the pressure, fingers curling inside her, finding that spot that makes her legs shake. “Let me feel it.”
She relaxes back against me, while I lick and kiss her neck, mindful not to give her a hickey on our big day.
“Open your eyes. Watch us.”
She does as I say.
“Look how fucking perfect you look with my fingers inside you,” I whisper in her ear, moving my thumb faster over her clit.
Her lips are parted as her eyes connect with mine through the mirror.
“You're a goddess, Tiff, and I will spend the rest of my days worshipping you.”
I push another finger inside her, making her gasp, but it's just enough pressure to make her come.
“Jamie,” she sighs just as her pussy clenches around my fingers, her whole body trembling as she comes with a cry.
Her body jerks forward, and she clutches the marble countertop, breathing heavily.
When she finally stops shaking, I slowly withdraw my fingers and turn her around, lifting her onto the counter in one smooth motion.
“Jamie,” she pants, her eyes hazy with pleasure. “The test—”
“In a second.” I push her robe off her completely, stepping between her thighs. My cock is already hard, straining against my dress pants as I free it, lining up to her entrance.
“What are you—”
“This is for insurance,” I say, sliding into her in one slow thrust.
She gasps, her legs wrapping around my waist automatically as she rolls her eyes. “You're insane.”
“Insane about you.” I start moving, the angle perfect in this position. “Always have been. The second I saw you in the library. No one would ever compare to you.”
I move forward, clutching the countertop as I drive into her. Again and again. The bathroom fills with the sounds of our breathing, skin against skin, quiet moans that we both try to muffle.
“Fuck,” I breathe, feeling my control slipping. “I love you. I love you so fucking much.”