She had her own plan for the chair and the mirror, one that involved him sitting and her kneeling, but there would be time for that later. Maybe much later.

Now, as much as she wanted to put her head down and just receive him, she kept her head and her chest up for him so he could watch her breasts bounce and her mouth shape moans around his name. It couldn't last, her being up off the chair. Her lashes were already fluttering, knees trembling, but still, she smiled at him in the mirror, her expression almost sweet with the love his answer spoke.

"As soon as you texted."