144 Mirror on the wall

Unaware of the mirror's purpose, Anastasia was about to turn to talk to Dante when she felt his hand snake around her waist from behind. Her cheeks reddened upon catching sight of their naked bodies in the mirror's reflection. 

"T—This is embarrassing," Anastasia muttered, wanting to turn and bury herself in his chest. 

However, Dante's palm splayed across her abdomen, bringing her closer to him, and she felt his hardened member nestled at the crease of her bottom. His lips glided from the outer edge of her shoulder to her neck, and she heard him murmur, 

"Is that so? I don't think it's anything you haven't already seen or known, but what awaits are a myriad of emotions you've yet to experience."