Chapter 16
Chapter 16
Weston
Sophia walked into the suite ahead of me and flicked the light on in the hall. In the living room, she turned on a lamp. I followed close behind her and turned it off.
Normally I didn’t give a shit about mood lighting. In fact, I don’t know that I’d ever considered it before. But the light in the hallway illuminated the room enough for me to see her, and anything more felt like a distraction.
“Do you want some water or something?” Sophia asked.
I shook my head and crooked my finger. “Or something. Come here.”
Sophia bit her bottom lip, but moved closer to me.
I traced her pulse down her neck with one finger. “You have no idea what your skin does to me. It’s so soft and perfect. Every day while I watch you get your coffee, I daydream about sinking my teeth into it. I want to suck on every part of your body and leave marks.”
She laughed nervously. “But then it won’t be perfect anymore, will it?”
“Actually, the only thing that could make it more perfect would be marking it as mine.”
I cupped her cheeks and pulled her close. Now that I could finally kiss her, I never wanted to stop. The woman knew how to kiss. She sucked on my tongue, bit my lip, and tugged until I felt it straight down in my cock. But it was the soft mewl she let out that got to me. It traveled through our joined mouths, wrapped around my heart, and squeezed.
I grabbed her ass and lifted her off her feet. Her long legs wrapped around my waist as I carried her into the bedroom. I’d never wanted a woman missionary style like I wanted this woman. Actually, I’d never wanted any woman the way I wanted Sophia at this moment. I couldn’t wait to spread her out on that king-size bed and watch her beautiful face as she came undone.
Sophia’s fingers threaded through my hair, and she tugged. We were both still fully dressed, but the way I felt, I knew if I didn’t slow things down, I was going to break the one rule I’d told her we’d keep. So I forced my mouth from hers and broke the kiss.
She shook her head as I tried to pull away. “No. More.”
I smiled. “I want to take my time tonight.”
She groaned, and I chuckled as I set her on her feet. Taking a few steps back, I said, “Take off your shirt.”
Our eyes locked, and she pouted. “Can’t we both get undressed at the same time?”
The desperation in her voice made me feel like the king of the jungle. But she was giving me all of her tonight, and I wanted it to be good. We’d fucked plenty, though that was just our bodies. Tonight we’d upped the ante.
So I reined in my desire and repeated myself. “Take off your shirt, Sophia.”
I managed to keep my eyes on her face while she slipped the silver top from her shoulders and let it fall to her feet. But fuck—she had no bra on. Her gorgeous, smooth skin was on complete display, and her full, real breasts had the sexiest natural curve to them. Deep pink nipples stood at full attention, coming to pert, hard points. My mouth salivated. I couldn’t wait to bite them.
Raising my chin, I said, “The pants now.”
The sound of the zipper of her jeans coming undone echoed through the room. This little striptease was supposed to give me time to get myself under control, but it was having the opposite effect. I was so hard it was growing painful.
Sophia slipped the denim down her sexy, toned legs and stepped out. Standing before me, she wore only a small triangle of black lace covering her pussy. God, I loved every one of her curves…the narrow of her waist, the slope of her hips, those smooth, mile-long legs.
My voice came out gruff. “You’re so beautiful.”
Though she was standing before me practically naked, my words seemed to make her blush.
“Thank you.”
I started to undress myself, taking my time as the tension between us built. Like her, I let my shirt fall to the floor, and then removed my pants. Sophia’s eyes dropped to the noticeable bulge in my boxers, and I practically growled when she licked her lips.
“Fuck, Soph. Don’t look at me like that.”
She sucked her bottom lip in. “Like what?”
“Like you want me to put you on your knees with your hair wrapped around my fist while I feed you my cock.”
Her eyes twinkled, and her lips curved to a devilish smirk. “Take off your boxers.”
Fuck.
I shook my head. “Get over here.”
The minute she pushed her warm tits up against my chest, I lost my last sliver of self-control. With my hands in her hair, I not-so-gently tugged her face up to meet mine.
All hell broke loose after that. Sophia pushed down my boxers, her fingernails scraping my skin in the frenzy to get them off, and I took her taut nipple between my teeth and tugged until I heard her breath catch. She wrapped one leg around my waist and hoisted herself up, climbing me like a fucking tree. If I’d had any doubt whether she was ready, that went out the window. Her pussy was soaked as she rocked up and down, coating me with her juices.
“I want you,” she groaned.
I sat on the edge of the bed with her in my lap. Sophia’s arms shook as she wrapped her hands around my neck and lifted herself enough to take me into her body. I felt the heat of her warm pussy slip over the head of my cock, and then she stopped. We had no condom on. I was just about to say something, but Sophia beat me to it.
“I…I’m on the pill. And I got tested before I left London. There hasn’t been anyone since.”
And here I was thinking her letting me kiss her, letting me look at her beautiful face while I was inside her, was the biggest gift she could give me. But this—this was so much more. Trust.
I looked into her eyes. “I’m clean. It’s been years since I’ve been with a woman without, and I get tested regularly.”
Sophia nodded and leaned in to kiss me as she started to lower herself. But I wasn’t having that. I’d let her take control, ride me as slow or as fast as she wanted, but I needed to see her tonight. So I held her face a few inches from mine. I saw the confusion in her eyes.
“I’m game for however you want it—fast, slow, on top, or underneath me, but I want to watch you.”
Her eyes searched mine before she nodded. Then she lifted again and slowly pushed onto me. It took everything in my power to not buck my hips and surge up to fill her all at once. But she’d given me so much tonight, and I wanted to give her something I usually held tightly—control.
“Beautiful.” I looked down between us and watched my cock inching into her pussy. “Just fucking beautiful.”
She smiled so sweetly before closing her eyes. Then in one swift motion, she sank all the way down, sucking me into her body until her ass was flush with my lap.
“Jesus Christ,” I muttered.
Sophia’s eyes fluttered open. I probably sounded like the biggest pussy ever, but I swear the moment felt holy. Her eyes were glazed with lust, her skin so creamy and radiant, and a single ray of light shone across her body. She looked angelic, and even though she was on top, there was something in her face that let me know she’d just surrendered.
“I…I….” she said.
I smiled. “I know, baby.”
We began to move together. Sophia rocked back and forth, and I thrust up and down. She was wrapped around me so tight, it felt like a fist gripping my cock.
“Weston…” she moaned. “More…”
Fuck yes.
I lifted her until the tip of my cock was barely inside her. Then in one swift motion, I pulled her down on top of me hard.
She moaned again.
So I did it a second time.
Another moan.
I lifted again, and this time, when I yanked her back down onto my cock, I thrust up at the same time.
She moaned louder.
Over and over, we grinded and gasped, pushed and pulled, slammed in and slid out, until I could no longer tell the end of Sophia’s moan and the beginning of her next. It all became one beautiful song.
Her eyes rolled back in her head and the wall of her muscles clenched down around me. “Wes…”
“Right here, baby. Right here.”
“Please,” she moaned. “Please.”
“Tell me what you want.”
She stuttered. “Come…come inside me. Come now.”
I didn’t need to be told twice. With one last thrust, I planted myself to the root. My body shook, consumed with everything Sophia—her smell, her taste, the way she moaned my name over and over as she came all over my cock, the feeling of her nails digging into my back, her tits pressed against my chest, her ass cheeks resting on my balls. I was utterly and completely lost in this moment…in this woman.
“Soph…” I couldn’t hold back any longer. “Soph…fuck.”
A few tears might’ve leaked out as I unloaded inside of her. It was absolutely, positively, the most fan-fucking-tastic orgasm of my life.
After, Sophia was completely spent. Her body slumped into mine, and her head nuzzled against my chest as we attempted to catch our breath.
My dick apparently thought it was a volcano that had just erupted. It trembled with aftershocks, jerking and sputtering its last bits of hot lava.
Sophia looked up at me with a smile that could only be described as delirious. “Are you doing that? Making it move like that?”
I chuckled. “No. It’s got a mind of its own.”
She wrapped her arms around my neck, kissed my lips, and sighed. “That was really nice.”
I arched a brow. “Nice?”
“Yeah. What else should I call it? Nice is…nice.”
I clutched my hand to my chest like I was in pain. “That hurts.”
She giggled. “Outstanding? Is that better.”
“A little.”
“How about orgasmic. Does that work?”
“You’re getting warmer. Keep going.”
“Epic. It was epic.”
“What else you got?”
“Phenomenal? Earth shattering? Extraordinary?”
I shifted and gently lifted her off me. Cradling her in my arms, I stood, causing her to yelp in surprise. But the smile on her face told me she loved every minute of it.
“What are you doing?” She giggled.
I carried her to the top of the bed and laid her in the middle of it before climbing on top and nudging her legs open with my knee. “I’m going to fuck the nice out of you.”
She answered through a laugh. “That might take a while. I’m pretty nice, you know.”
I smiled. “That’s okay. I’m good at what I do. You know, some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some get to have greatness thrust inside them.”
Sophia giggled. “Pretty sure Shakespeare said some get to have greatness thrust upon them.”
Weston winked. “Maybe later we can do that, too.”