Chapter 26 Lorenzo
T his has been, hands down, the best day of my life.
We both lie on the pool deck chairs, admiring the stars. I would sell everything I have and move here to spend the rest of my days like this. Fuck the city. Fuck Vortex. Fuck everything. This right here? The perfect moment, with the perfect woman. I couldn’t ask for anything better.
“It’s safe to say that was the best thing I’ve ever eaten,” Sophia says, rising from her chair. “Damn you and your good cooking, Ace.”
“Hey.” I sit up, turning around to look at her. “Where the hell are you going?”
“It’s cold,” she complains, hugging herself to keep the warmth. “Every night, the ocean breeze makes me freeze to death.”
“Stay here,” I order, darting into the living room and grabbing the blanket that’s draped over the couch.
She shakes her head. “That blanket sucks. I’m just gonna go to bed.”
I grip her shoulders, stopping her in her tracks, and gently turn her around, guiding her toward the hammock strung between two palm trees with a view of the ocean. “No, come on. You disappeared on me all day, you owe me some quality time.”
“Aw, did you miss me?” she asks jokingly.
My heart stammers at her question, because, honestly? Yes, I did.
I take off my shoes and hop on the hammock with the blanket then open it and pat the space next to me, completely ignoring her question. “Come on.”
“Are you asking me to cuddle, Ace?” she asks with an amused look on her face.
“Oh, get over yourself. You don’t want to share a blanket with me?” I fake gasp. “Do I make you nervous, Blue?” I wiggle my eyebrows playfully.
I absolutely want to be close to her. The hammock is perfect and comfortable for both of us. The night is clear, the ocean is calm, and I can’t think of a better way to spend my time.
She narrows her eyes at me then hops onto the hammock beside me. I drape part of the blanket over her.
“For the record, no. You don’t make me nervous,” she retorts.
“If you say so.”
She turns to face me, her hand resting on her cheek as she leans into it. “Stop assuming things.”
I mirror her pose, and as soon as my eyes find hers, I want to slap myself in the face for looking. Her eyes, even at night, are the same haunting unique shade of blue. “Then stop lying. You can keep telling yourself these things, but we both know you don’t mean them.”
She looks at me for the longest time without saying a word, her gaze burning me with an intensity that makes me feel almost too exposed. We stay silent, our breathing slowly syncing. Around Sophia, being quiet brings me peace and comfort. I don’t mind it. It feels personal. Everyone gets the loud and confident version of her, but only I get this. And while I like when she’s loud and unapologetically herself, I also like this. The real her. She can’t bullshit her way through me anymore. I know she puts on a front; I just keep letting her get away with it.
“Interested in making a deal?” she asks suddenly.
I raise my brows, caught off guard. “Am I going deaf, or are you trying to strike another deal with me? Here I thought you hated them.”
“Don’t be so sure of yourself. Chances are you’re going to say no.”
“Have you forgotten who I am? I can’t turn shit down. I thrive in the chaos. We both do.” I give her a pointed look.
What she doesn’t know is I can’t turn down anything when it comes to her.
She lets out an exasperated breath. “Never mind, I don’t know what I was thinking,” she mumbles quietly.
I hit her shoulder playfully. “No. Come on, tell me. Since when are you shy?”
Her eyes find mine with a silent determination, and she straightens her back while rasping her throat. The movement is so cute it makes me laugh. Dare I say she looks nervous? The way she twirls her hair with her index finger and purses her lips in contemplation, it’s a new look on her.
“We have to spend a lot of time together this summer,” she starts.
“Yeah?” I prompt.
“Why not have fun, then? Friends with benefits until we’re done writing this article. Or, if you want to break it off before, fine by me.” She waves her hand with a small, nervous chuckle.
I sit up so fast I nearly knock her over. If I hadn’t grabbed her by the waist in time, she would have fallen. “What did you just say?” I grip her waist tightly.
She needs to repeat it, because there’s no way. I must have heard wrong. My desire for her is so deep, my brain is coming up with all these crazy scenarios.
“I’m not going to repeat myself. You’re either in or you’re out.”
“You’re going to have to repeat it. Matter of fact, I never gave you my condition for all the questions you asked me. So this is it. You need to answer my question. What . Did . You . Just . Say ?” I ask, pronouncing each word with gritted teeth, my grip on her tightening.
“Friends with benefits with an expiration date. We could break it off the weekend we’re supposed to go to Las Vegas with the group, at the end of August. I should be done writing the article by then, so it makes perfect sense,” she replies confidently, but her voice quivers slightly in the end. “We have fun with zero attachments. No falling in love. Just two people having casual sex.”
“You’re serious,” I murmur more to myself than her.
She grimaces, expecting my answer. I’m trying to calm my fast-beating heart and the painful erection I have at the mere thought of entering this deal. I want to shout Yes! For the love of God, yes! but not without making sure this is exactly what she wants and needs.
She abruptly stands from the hammock, swatting my hand away from her waist. “I can’t believe I did this again. Forget I said anything.” She storms away back to the inside of the villa.
I rise to my feet, but the annoying blanket wraps around me, causing me to stumble and land on the grass. That doesn’t stop me from untangling myself as quickly as possible and running after her. Finally catching up, I grab her by the arm and turn her around. “What is the matter with you? You can’t drop this bomb on me and then walk away!”
She pulls out of my grip, throwing her arms wide as a frustrated groan comes out of her. “Again with the bullshit! Are you seriously shocked? You’re telling me right now you’re not attracted to me? What are all these mixed signals you’ve been giving me, then? Another sick game of yours?”
I grip the bridge of my nose, biting the inside of my cheek, mulling it over for a moment as I try to muster a response that doesn’t make me sound so desperate. I more than want her. I need her. One more night, multiple—whatever she needs. I’ll take whatever she’s willing to give me at this point.
“Of course, I’m attracted to you. But I told you, if we’re doing this it’s because you want to. Because you’re ready to give in, and you’re ready for the consequences.” I close the gap between us, placing both of my hands on the back of her neck, gripping it softly and forcing her to look at me in the eyes. “Once we do this, there is no going back, Blue. I will ruin other men for you, and honestly? You will ruin other women for me, too.”
What I don’t tell her is that she already did, over a year ago. She ruined me so badly, I should be running away instead of entertaining this. But fuck, I will let her ruin me over and over again. I’ll embrace the burn. I will hand her the fucking match myself and help her get away with it.
It’s not lost on me either that I’m slowly, for once in my life, allowing someone in. What I did back there, in the kitchen? Confess what I’ve been keeping inside for so long? Out of character for me. It should terrify me, giving her more ammunition to destroy me, but I couldn’t give less of a fuck right now. She can do whatever she wants. My life is in her hands, she just doesn’t know it yet.
She doesn’t say anything, just holds her intense gaze on me, the fire in her eyes still imminent.
I tighten my hold on her. “What’s it going to be?”
She remains silent. And with every second that passes, the need I have for her grows, my body itching to kiss her. My heart twisting in my chest as I wait for the magic words.
Please say yes.
Her hand moves to the back of my head, her fingers threading through my hair and giving it a gentle tug. The sensation of her delicate touch makes me roll my eyes with a low groan.
“Ruin me,” she whispers breathlessly. “I dare you.”
She barely gets the words out before I’m crashing my lips on hers. It’s a punishing kiss, too. One I’ve been dying to give her since the last time we kissed. I flick my tongue across her bottom lip, and she moans, opening her mouth slightly and letting me own her. My hands find her hips, and I guide her backward until her back hits the kitchen island. I frantically hoist her up as our lips are still connected—kissing, nipping, and licking. Not wasting a second even though we’re running out of breath. I fist her hair and give myself access to her neck, desperately tracing kisses and marking every inch of skin my lips and teeth graze over. She tugs my hair, her fingers playing with it as she wraps her legs around me, bringing me even closer.
“You need to take that fucking shirt off, now ,” she demands, her chest heaving, her peaked nipples visible underneath the thin fabric of her dress.
With a soft laugh, I take a step back, creating some distance between us against my will as I pull the hem of my shirt and take it off. Her eyes ignite with fire while she starts tracing my abdomen, her hand traveling upwards until it lands on my chest.
“I’ve been dying to see how far your tattoos go,” she whispers, tracing them with her delicate fingers. The touch is soft, but it doesn’t make it any less electrifying.
“All you had to do was ask,” I say with a low chuckle, my hands roaming her smooth legs, causing her to shiver and break out in goosebumps.
“That easy, huh?” she asks with a playful tone, tugging at my gold chain softly, bringing me closer to her again.
I brush my lips against hers. “ Yup . That easy.”
Before she can reply, my fingers find her already wet underwear, and I swiftly push them to the side, sliding two digits inside of her without any warning. She gasps through a moan, her head falling back as she wraps one arm around my neck, while her other continues to travel across my abdomen. Her feathery, explorative touch makes me shudder and become more addicted by the second. I never knew it was possible to be obsessed with something as simple as a touch, but with her, everything is better, brighter, and fucking perfect.
You’ve become obsessed with a lot of things lately. And all of them have to do with her.
“This is how it’s going to work,” I say in a hushed, husky tone, working my fingers in and out of her slowly. “While we’re doing this?” I curl my fingers, and that wins me another moan. The sound is so deliriously sexy, it goes straight to my dick, making it painfully hard. “You will listen to me. You’re going to be a good girl, enjoy yourself, and let me thoroughly fuck you. If I catch even wind of that sassy mouth of yours, there are going to be consequences. ”
“What are those consequences?” Her question comes out desperate, in between breathless moans.
My girl is already coming undone before me, and I’m just getting started. I meant what I said—I will ruin every other man for her. When she fucks another, she will think of me. When they kiss her pouty lips, savor her sweet skin and pussy, all she’s going to be able to do is think of me, my mouth, my fingers, my cock. I close my eyes for a brief moment, trying my best to push away the thought of another man exploring her. She’s mine—for as long as she lets me have her. And fuck, I’m going to do everything in my power to make it last.
“Fuck around and find out,” I say with a dark laugh, dropping to my knees on the floor, bringing her closer to the edge of the counter, and opening her legs as wide as possible. “Keep your legs open for me. I’m fucking starved and ready for dessert.”
I slide my fingers out of her, and her whimper turns into a moan as I flatten my tongue against her center, licking her fully in one, long and languid stroke. A gravelly moan escapes me, and I roll my eyes as I lick my lips eagerly. “You have no idea how much I was craving another taste of this sweet pussy of yours. You taste like my fucking undoing.”
“God.” She laughs through a throaty moan. “That filthy mouth of yours.”
I bite her inner thigh playfully, looking up, and the view—oh, the fucking view—I have no words. It’s too perfect to describe. “You sure you still want me to ruin you?”
Her eyes lock on mine as she replies shamelessly, “More than anything.”
I close her legs for a moment, taking her panties off so I can see all of her, wet and ready for me. I open her legs again as far as they can go and place my hand on the curve of her ass as I take the other and press two of my fingers on her labia, spreading her open. Finding her sensitive bud, I wrap my lips around it and suck eagerly. I suck it hard and long, enjoying the way she writhes beneath me.
“ Yes ,” she moans, arching her back. “You’re doing so good, please don’t stop.”
I keep sucking her clit then flick my tongue back and forth playfully with enough pressure to build her orgasm, but not enough to take her over the edge. She fists my hair, pressing my face against her pussy as she shamelessly and unapologetically grinds against it. Her other hand finds the strap of her dress, and she slowly slides it down, exposing her perfect, round breasts and peaked nipples. She starts to play with them, just like last time, and the sight of her makes me smile. She’s never looked more beautiful than now. With a flushed face, eyes closed, biting her lips, sweat trickling down her face to her neck and between her breasts.
A beautiful chaos. But perfect nonetheless.
I nip her outer lip then start flicking my whole tongue up and down, savoring every ounce of her. I dart my tongue inside her as I run my thumb over her clit with soft, quick circles. She writhes beneath me, but I grip her ass hard, giving her a silent warning to stay in place. Like the good girl she is, she takes the hint.
I want her to come undone beneath me. To see her fall apart before my eyes as she comes on my tongue.
“Come for me, Blue. Drown me. Ruin me. Because, baby, after this, I’m going to thoroughly fuck you until you can’t remember your name,” I say quickly before sliding in three fingers this time and finding her sensitive spot and sucking her clit one last time. This sends her over the edge, and she squirms beneath me, moaning. She’s loud and unrestricted, and I love that .
I pat her thigh twice. “Don’t you dare move. I’ll be right back.” I run to my room quickly and grab a condom.
I walk back and stop in front of her, taking in the breathtaking sight. Her chest rises and falls with each heavy breath, her nipples still hardened, legs spread open, her arousal glistening and making a tempting mess. She straightens and reaches for the hem of her dress, taking it off. And fuuuuuck . Perfect is too small of a word to describe her. She’s so much more than that. Sophia is her own level of woman, no one can stack up to her.
My hand reaches and squeezes her mouth-watering tits. “One of these days, I’m going to fuck these perfect tits of yours,” I say gravelly, licking my lips.
“Don’t tempt me with a good time.”
I look up and gulp hard, whispering, “ Jesus .” I feel like one lucky motherfucker right now.
She bites her bottom lip and tries to jump off the counter as she reaches for my jeans, but I quickly stop her.
“I told you to stay put,” I warn.
She raises an eyebrow. “What are you going to do if I don’t listen?”
“I’ll deliver on that spanking I told you about the other day,” I say with a smug smile, getting rid of my jeans and boxers quickly.
She lies back, laughing. “I’ll have to stop listening one of these days, then.”
“I expect nothing less.” I open the foil with my teeth and roll on the condom as fast as humanly possible, winning me another laugh from her.
“Someone’s eager,” she comments smugly.
Placing one hand on her hip and the other around my length, I stroke my cock twice before centering it with her entrance. “I’ve been dying to bury myself into this tight pussy of yours for the longest time. So, yes. I’m eager as fuck. Problem?” I ask, slowly working myself in.
“No problem at all.” She bites her lip, moving slightly and burying another few inches inside of her. “As long as you get going, because I want to feel all of you.”
The sound of her voice, so sultry and promising, snaps something in me. Without warning, I bury myself to the hilt, not daring to move as I let her adjust to me. As I adjust to her . The sensation is too much, too soon. It’s better than I remember, and I want to stay buried inside of her forever if she’d let me.
“ Oh ,” we both moan at the same time. Damn, she feels good. So wet and tight. The way her pussy clenches around my full length has my self-control slipping.
I place one of her legs over my shoulder, the position allowing me to drive even deeper, and I have to take a moment to inhale and exhale before moving because I can feel her everywhere . When I finally get my bearings, I look down at where we’re connected, and I pull back, enjoying the sight of pumping in and out of her.
I hook both of her legs around my waist then grip her chin, tilting her head down. “I want you to watch how good you take my cock, Blue.”
We both stare, engrossed in the way her pussy grips me as I slowly pulse in and out of her. It’s a heavenly sight, and I could stare at it all night long.
“Look at that greedy little pussy of yours, taking every inch,” I groan. “ Fuuuuck , we fit perfectly, baby.”
“Lorenzo…” she gasps, tilting her head back.
I grip the back of her head and force her to look down again. “I didn’t tell you to stop looking.”
She feels so damn good, so slick and wet, I’m losing my mind. I want her to admire how good we look together. How well we fit. How perfect we are for each other. My thrusts are slow and precise, because I want to enjoy this moment more than anything. Sinking myself into her warmth is too fucking perfect. Too fucking good. I want nothing more than to make it last.
“I thought you said you were going to ruin me, hot shot , so go ahead,” she muses. “ Fuck me.”
With a deep growl, I latch my mouth onto one of her nipples and suck as my thrusts become faster. Her perfect tits bounce with every desperate thrust. I let go of her nipple with a loud pop and lean back. My hands find her waist, and I lift her hips slightly, the position letting me drive in deeper and hit her sensitive spot. I start to pump harder and harder, to the point where her moans become more and more frantic. She can’t get a word in, because I’m thoroughly fucking her into this kitchen counter right now with every wild, desperate thrust.
“Look at me,” I say through gritted teeth. “I want your eyes on me as you come around my cock. I want you to look at me as I ruin every other man for you. Let me see those pretty blue eyes of yours.”
She obeys, her glassy eyes meeting mine, and fuck, they are the darkest shade of blue right now. I don’t know which shade I prefer anymore. They are all perfect in their own unique way.
“Yeah, that’s it,” I whisper. “Fuck, you’re perfect.” My words are hitched and gravelly as I try my best to not come. She needs to come first. I need to feel her coming around my cock.
“I’m so close. Please, don’t stop,” she moans loudly, gasping for air as I keep pounding into her hard and fast.
“Oh, baby, we’re just getting started. I’m going to fuck you all night long. I’m going to eat and fuck this pussy until you can’t take it anymore. Until you’re begging for me to stop.” I sink my fingers into her soft skin, locking her in place as I hit the spot that has her rolling her eyes.
“ Yes ,” she cries out, her eyes fluttering in pleasure. Her pussy clenches around me like her life depends on it as she starts to climax. My thrust becomes uneven and choppy as my balls tighten and my spine tingles, signaling my impending orgasm. Sex with Sophia is an out-of-body experience. Every touch, every kiss is so heightened and full of life. It’s something I’ve never experienced before.
With one last, hard thrust, and as she’s riding her orgasm, my legs shake uncontrollably as I follow after my own release. The orgasm is so hard, I get dizzy for a moment, and I drop my elbows on both sides of her head, trying to calm myself down as her pussy milks every drop out of me.
“ Merda ,? 1 ” I groan, burying my nose in the crook of her neck, inhaling all of her. I want to be consumed by her fully. There’s no other explanation for this possessiveness and need I’m feeling right now.
I slide out of her and get rid of the condom then grab her by the waist and keep her legs wrapped around me as I walk to my bedroom and stumble us both onto the bed. We both lie there, looking at the ceiling, trying to catch our breaths.
“That was amazing,” she says breathlessly.
“I’m not done with you yet. I meant it.”
“Good. Because I want nothing more than to be fucked by you until neither of us can speak,” she replies with a grin.
This girl never fails to amaze me. Always unapologetically her. And I hope this summer, I can bring more light into her eyes, because damn it all if it’s not the best thing I’ve ever seen.
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