We tumble into the room, you close behind me, your hands holding onto my waist. I turn to kiss you, but you take me by surprise, forcefully pushing me towards the mirror. I gasp out loud, placing my hands out flat on the mirror to steady myself.
I breathe out deeply as you quickly lift my dress up and slip your hands into my knickers, slowly tracing a finger up and down my lips and clit. I feel your warm breath against my ear as you whisper from behind me, “Fuck, You’re wet already. You’ve been thinking about this for a long time, haven’t you?” I nod needily, unable to speak through my rapid breathing as you continue to stroke me gently. “You’ve been dreaming about me touching you. Like this.” I cry out as you slip a finger inside me and slowly push it in deeper. I watch my own breath steam up in the mirror rhythmically on and off, my breath becoming more rapid with each stroke of your finger. You slip your finger out and back onto my clit, rubbing in circular motions, whilst relentlessly kissing the back of my neck once more. The sensation of my clit and neck being stimulated at the same time is almost too much and I squirm in pleasure.