Nowhere near

James growled when I clenched around him, his fingers tightening in my hair. "Not done with you," he ground out between clenched teeth. His hips rolled deliberately now, each slow withdrawal dragging against oversensitive nerves before he sheathed himself again with a snap that made my vision blur. The smug bastard had found his rhythm—deep enough to brush that spot inside me, but never hard enough to push me over again. The reflection showed his jaw clenched tight, sweat beading along his temple as he fought to maintain control.

His thumb circled my clit with renewed purpose, the calloused pad rough against swollen flesh. "Again," he ordered, voice thick with restraint. When I whimpered, oversensitive, he pinched my nipple hard enough to make me jerk—then soothed it with his tongue against my shoulder blade. The sharp contrast had me arching against him involuntarily, my inner muscles fluttering around his cock. James groaned approval, his grip shifting to my waist as he angled me forward slightly. "There—feel how you take me deeper now?" His next thrust punched the breath from my lungs, his pelvis grinding against my ass in a way that sent fresh sparks up my spine.

The reflection showed everything—the way his fingers dug into my hips, how my breasts swayed with each measured snap of his hips. He dragged his free hand up my ribs to cup my breast, not squeezing hard, just holding. The possessive gesture shouldn't have sent heat pooling low again, but my body betrayed me with another slick gush around him. James hissed through his teeth, his rhythm faltering for half a second before he corrected. "Christ, you're greedy," he murmured against my ear, his breath ragged. His thumb pressed harder against my clit, circling in time with the shallow rolls of his hips that kept brushing that spot inside me. "Think you can come just from this? Just from feeling me stretch you open?"

The taunt sent fresh humiliation burning up my neck. He was right—every slow drag of his cock lit sparks along my nerves, my body clenching rhythmically like it was trying to milk him deeper. His chuckle vibrated through my back when I whimpered. "That's it," he coaxed, his voice dropping to that dark, velvet register that made my thighs shake. "Let me feel you."

His thumb pressed harder against my clit, the rough pad circling just shy of too much as his hips rolled with agonizing precision. The window's reflection showed my lips parted around silent gasps, the sweat beading along his collarbones where his shirt had slipped open. His fingers flexed around my breast—not squeezing, just anchoring me in place as he angled his thrusts to brush that spot inside me with every other stroke.

"You're trembling," he murmured against my nape, the bastard. His teeth grazed my pulse point when I clenched around him involuntarily. "Not yet." The command cracked like a whip, his hips slowing just as the pressure built to breaking point. I whimpered, arching back—only for his free hand to slide down my stomach and press firm against my pelvis, pinning me still. "Wait for it."

The denial was excruciating. His cock throbbed inside me, every shallow thrust stretching nerves already flayed raw, while his thumb circled my clit with infuriating restraint. The reflection blurred—his knuckles white where they gripped my hip, the sweat-slicked hollow of my throat where his breath hitched.

"You'll tell me," he murmured, lips grazing my earlobe as his rhythm slowed further—long, rolling strokes that made my toes curl against the hardwood. His fingers flexed against my pelvis, holding me still as his cockhead teased that spot inside me with surgical precision. "Where do you want my come, Felicity?" The question vibrated through my spine, low and deliberate. "Your mouth?" A sharp thrust punctuated the option, wrenching a whimper from my throat. "Your tits?" His hand slid up to squeeze my breast roughly, making me arch. "Or"—his hips snapped forward suddenly, burying himself to the hilt—"do I paint this tight little cunt white and make you walk around all evening with me dripping out of you?"