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cried out sharply.
    He halted by clutching at her ass and keeping her in place.
    “Just give it a few seconds,” he said, and indeed, the sharp moment of pain when he’d pierced her with the head of the dildo passed almost instantly. “Better?” he asked, and she nodded her head on the pillow. She was being honest. There was only pressure and mounting excitement at the vision of him pushing the sex toy into her. He looked up and caught her staring at him fixedly in the mirror.
    “You like to watch?” he murmured, his voice a deep, sexy growl before he began to pulse the dildo in and out of her, guiding the subtle movement with his grip on her buttocks. She moaned at the mounting pressure. “Answer me, Harper.”
    “Yes,” she replied shakily.
    “There’s no reason you shouldn’t. You look amazing,” he said, appearing thoroughly intent on his task. “You
felt
like heaven.”
    He worked the sex toy into her gently, but firmly, sinking it farther and farther with each pass. Harper lay there panting, increasingly aroused and spellbound by the image of them in the mirror. Her nipples had grown very stiff against the sheet, and her breasts ached. She couldn’t believe how much her clit simmered from the anal stimulation. She burned for pressure on her sex.
    Finally, he plunged the dildo into her until only the square base remained exposed. He gave a low, rough growl, and his hand tightened on her ass cheeks, making her an immobile target. He flexed his hips forward and pressed his swollen cock against the side of her bottom. At the same moment, he pushed firmly on the base of the sex toy, keeping it deep in her ass. Harper’s cry of shaky arousal combined with his guttural groan. She wasn’t really aware of doing it, but suddenly, she was bucking her hips slightly, trying to increase the pressure.
    “Hold still,” Jacob grated out, his finger sinking into her buttocks to control her movement, his biceps bulging to keep her in place. Harper stilled herself with effort, her mouth hanging open as she panted shallowly. Everything burned. Her cheeks, her nipples, her sex, the soles of her feet. The sensation of his heavy erection pressing against the side of her ass felt both intimidating and fiercely arousing.
    He kept her in place for the next minute while he fucked her firmly with the dildo. Harper turned her face into the pillow, suppressing a squeal of anguished arousal. He must have known her cry was from excitement, not discomfort, because he fucked her harder with the sex toy.
    “You like it?” he rasped.
    “Yes,” she squeezed out of her throat into the pillow.
    “Turn your face back to the mirror,” he demanded. “Watch yourself. You’re so gorgeous, Harper.”
    She turned her cheek on the pillow, both because he ordered her to and because she wanted to. He fucked her with the lubricated dildo for another unbearably tense moment, still holding her ass possessively with his left hand, his enormous erection pulsing against her ass and hip.
    She groaned roughly. His gaze met hers in the mirror. Her face was tight with agonized excitement. Suddenly, he was holding the base tight against her ass cheeks with his thumb and clambering off the bed to his feet. She whimpered.
    “Hold still,” he ordered tensely, one arm extended to hold the sex toy inside her, the other stretching to the bedside table. He picked up both the package of towelettes she’d noticed earlier and the bottle of lubricant, and came back onto the bed. Harper watched, panting uncontrollably, as he released his hold on the base of the dildo for long enough to rip open the package of towelettes.
    “Jacob?”
    “It’s okay. Just a second.”
    While he rapidly cleaned both of his hands, the dildo started to slide out of her ass. He tossed the towelettes aside and pressed the dildo back into her, making her gasp. Then he reached between her legs and stringently rubbed her clit.
    She screamed.
    Orgasm ripped through her. He continued to