Stella’s P. O. V.
“Stand in front of the mirror and take off your clothes, Stella.” He orders in a husky voice, his intense gaze making me weak on my knees.
Jade never looked at me like this-with so much desire, so much intensity. It’s like Alex’s gaze is devouring me, stripping away all the pain with each passing second. I feel the wetness between my legs just from the way he’s looking at me.
“Do it, Flower.” He commands again, pulling me back to the earth.
I obey, stepping in front of the full-length mirror that takes up one wall of his room. My reflection stares back at me, and I wonder. Am I really worthy of this? Of him?
‘I’m bored with you. Your body doesn’t even turn me on anymore. No curves, no excitement. You’re not a desirable woman. You never satisfied me.’ As Jade’s cruel words ring in my ears, my eyes well up with tears.
Don’t cry, Stella. Just don’t cry again.
“What’s wrong?” Alex asks, standing behind me, his hands gently gripping my arms as he looks at me in the mirror.
I bite my lip, trying not to cry. I don’t want him to see me like this again-weak and doubting my worth. But I can’t stop the words from slipping out.
“Do you really think I’m… worthy? That I’m beautiful?” Tears escape my eyes, wetting my cheeks as I meet his gaze in the mirror.
“Yes, you are, Stella. And tonight, I’m going to show you that.” He turns me around to face him and wipes my tears away with his thumb. “You’re beautiful, and you’re even more beautiful when you smile, not when you cry.”
He turns me back to the mirror. “Now, undress yourself and see yourself, your beauty.”
His words and touch calm me. Slowly, I take off my denim jacket, feeling his eyes on me the entire time. Now, I’m standing in front of the mirror in a full-length white dress.
“So gorgeous,” he murmurs, “and the white suits you perfectly, Flower.”
I smile for the first time in what feels like forever. His praise brings profound peace to my broken heart, and that’s exactly why I came to him-to feel desirable, to feel worthy.
Now I get to know that only Alex has the power to make me smile, even when I’m at my lowest.
“Now take off your dress as well.” He orders in a soft tone, his hands brushing against my arms. “And see yourself how perfect your body is.”
As he unzips my dress from behind, his cool fingers graze my bare back, sending shivers down my spine.
As I let the dress fall from my shoulders, revealing my black bra, I catch his reflection in the mirror. His eyes darken with desire as he watches me.
“Fuck,” he mutters under his breath, his eyes glued to my body.
No one has ever looked at me like this before, not even Jade. Alex’s gaze makes me feel alive, makes me feel wanted.
My dress pools at my feet, and his hands move down to my hips and squeeze them firmly. “Damn, your hips fit superbly in my hands.”
I let out a soft moan. His touch is driving me insane, and I yearning for more.
‘Let’s be real-you don’t even have an ass to grab, so I can’t even fuck you from behind. What am I supposed to hold on to when there’s nothing there?’
As Jade’s words ring in my mind, I again start doubting myself.
“Do you really like them?”
“Like them? I love them.” His hands gently run over my hips, caressing them as if they’re the most precious thing in the world. “You’re perfect, Stella. Every single part of you.”
His words make my insecurities fade. What Jade said about my hips doesn’t matter to me in this moment. Alex’s praise is enough to make me feel like Jade’s words were a big lie.
“Stop overthinking and look at yourself, Stella. You look so fucking hot in this black lingerie.” As he whispers in my ear, his warm breath caresses my skin, setting my body on fire.
I glance at myself in the mirror, and for the first time, I start to believe him. His gaze, his words-they make me feel confident, make me love my body in a way I never have before.
He unhooks my bra from behind and pulls it off before cupping my breasts in his hands from behind. “Damn, they’re so soft, Stella. I feel like playing with them all night.”
A pleasurable sound escapes my mouth as he squeezes them, his fingers brushing over my hard nipples.
God! His touch is heaven.
He grinds himself against my buttocks. “See what your body does to me?”
I can feel how hard he is, and it sends a rush of excitement through me. I can’t believe my body does this to him.
It means I’m truly desirable.
I moan, leaning into him, letting his hands roam over my skin as he continues to whisper in my ear. “You drive me crazy, Stella. No one else does this to me. Just you.”
His words and touch soaking my panties with each passing second.
I tilt my head back, resting it on his chest as his hands move lower, slipping into the waistband of my panties. “Let’s see if you’re wet for me.”
“Damn, you’re so fucking wet,” he groans, caressing my dripping wet pussy. “For me.”
I just nod in response, closing my eyes as his thumb makes hard circles on my clit, and I moan, louder this time.
“Fuck, Stella! The way you moan-look at yourself, see how hot you look while moaning my name.”
I force my eyes open, meeting my reflection in the mirror. I’m wearing nothing but black panties, my skin flushed, my lips parted in pleasure, and Alex is right behind me, his hands inside my undies. Damn! I’ve never seen myself like this-so lost in the pleasure, so free.
What Alex is making me feel is something I’ve never experienced before.
His finger enters me, and I gasp, gripping the edge of the dresser for support, his other hand still teasing my nipple.
I cry out his name. “Alex…”
“Yes, Flower. Tonight, you’ll only remember my name.” He thrusts his finger deeper into me.
He adds another finger before fucking me with both, his thumb still circling my clit vigorously as I lean against his chest, panting.
Fuck! It feels so damn good.
“Cum, Stella. I want you to watch yourself in the mirror as you cum on my fingers,” he growls, pinching my nipple and pounding his fingers into me.
His fingers move faster, twisting inside me, and I scream his name as the orgasm crashes over me, causing my entire body to shake. Panting, I watch myself cum undone in the mirror, completely lost in the pleasure.
It’s the most intense orgasm I’ve ever experienced. My body is still quivering from the aftershocks.
As I catch my breath, Alex pulls his fingers out of me and brings them to his mouth, sucking them clean.
Fuck! He looks so hot. I think I might cum again just from seeing him like this.
“You taste so fucking delicious, Stella.” He says in a husky tone, his intense gaze fixed on me. “I haven’t tasted anything as heavenly as you.”
I turn to face him, breathing heavily, and for the first time in a long time, I feel something other than pain. I feel wanted. Alive!
And for now, that’s enough.