Mark Wahlberg Imagines

Look At Us In The Mirror

Legs shaking, skin burning, breathing ragged, you're about to die. Two orgasms is going on three and it shouldn't be possible that you could cum so much in so little time. But Mark  took your "make it up to me" to heart and is set on making you cum until you couldn't.

"You're missing how amazing you look, baby," Mark says softly into your ear.

It takes a lot of effort to lift your head from his shoulder and open your eyes to focus on the mirror positioned directly in front of the bed. The glass reflects you on Mark's lap, naked with hickeys blossomed all along your skin from your neck to your thighs legs spread wide and kept open by his thighs,m hands gripping his forearms and nails digging into his skin. Mark is just as naked and his cock is hard against your back smearing Cum on the two of you as he keeps you pressed to his chest. Or rather he's trying to keep you pressed to his chest but you can't help arching in his hold as he works you over with both hands his touch steady and firm between your legs. Through the mirror you watch how he pumps drags and flicks his wrists perfectly and it's only a minute before the visual is too much. You're cumming again moaning loudly from your throat and toes curled as the pleasure is taken right  out of you.

Mark keeps going and draws it out for what feels like forever and this is it you're going to die.

"Wait-wait, wait, wait, wait" you gasp. Mark slips his hands away, runs them up and down your sides instead leaving wet trails in their wake. But your body is super sensitive to the point that even that's overstimulating. So you intertwine your fingers with his then slam his hands down to the bed on either side of his legs. Mark laughs, his mischievous side showing but gets the message and keeps still waiting for you to calm down.

When the trembling finally stops you wrap his arms back around you and kiss his cheek. "I get the mirror thing now. Watching yourself is hot."

Mark grins and like the idiot cornball he is says "You're hot."

You softly laugh but lean in to kiss his lips because he's sexy . After a while he pulls away and asks, "Forgive me?"

"I already forgave you back at the studio. But I appreciate you kissing up," you tease.

Mark gets you back by pressing wet tickling kisses all over your neck chasing your skin as you try to squirm away. Mark was  quick to relent thankfully and his kisses go from playful to sensual. "Want me to kiss up some more?" Like getting you off with a vibrator his mouth and his hands wasn't more than enough. Mark The Giver.

On one hand even though you're sure you literally cannot have another orgasm anytime soon your fun wild side wants to try. You haven't cried or died yet after all. On the other hand Mark hasn't cum once and that's completely unacceptable. You're a giver too.

Options weighed and decision made you slide off Mark's lap and maneuver behind him. "It's your turn," you say as you rest your chin on his shoulder and reach around to grasp his thick cock with both of your hands. You wait for his gaze to meet yours in the mirror before stroking him just the way he likes it. "I want us to watch you."