#Chapter 166: Taking the Offensive

I stopped him with my hand out and caressed him the way that he had been caressing me, running my fingers over every ridge of the muscles in his chest and stomach, down the gentle line that led from his hips to his cock. I took a pillar of flesh between my fingers and ran my hands across the sensitive rim. I reached behind me, wetting my hand in the sink, then came back, stroking his member and watching it leap in my fingers, thrilled at my touch. I slowly took long strokes along the skin, and Charles closed his eyes, allowing me to cup his balls while I gave more pressure to his shaft. He stepped closer, and I spread my legs, bracing my heels on the cabinet hardware. He opened his eyes again and positioned himself between my legs, running his hands across my thighs and admiring the petals of my womanhood. After a moment of watching in the mirror, he kept his eyes glued to the glass as he shoved himself inside me. I groaned and tipped my head back. My eyes fluttered shut. From the