Chapter 14 #2

“Tell me what you need, Sunshine. Do you want me to let you come?” I teased, adding a second finger inside her, making sure to memorize her responses.

Her breathing was labored, the bodice of her dress clinging to her breasts with every exhale.

Starting under her ear, I kissed and nibbled my way down Sophie’s neck and chest. Her nipples pressed against the fabric of her dress, and I lightly grazed my teeth over the points.

She arched her back, pressing herself closer to me.

Her breathing increased as her pussy clamped down on my fingers, almost keeping me in place.

I wanted to feel that around me, wanted to feel all of her.

Gripping her thong, I ripped it off her body and shoved the wet bit of lace into my pocket.

With her legs wrapped around my waist and her torso pressed against the wall, I leaned back to get a look at Sophie.

Her hair and eyes were wild, her body flushed and calling out for attention.

In quick fashion, I undid my pants, freeing my cock.

Sophie’s hands were instantly on me, trying to pull my body back to hers.

I grabbed her wrists in one hand and pulled them above her head.

Needing a moment to think clearly, I was impressed at my foresight.

Pulling my wallet out, I grabbed a condom and tossed the wallet onto the floor.

Ripping the package open with my teeth, I passed it to Sophie.

“Cover me,” I told her, and she instantly got to work, sliding the condom over my cock. I groaned at the feel of her hands on me, fearing that small touch would make it all end before it even began.

Trapping her against the wall, I adjusted her hips until I could slowly slide in.

We both groaned, a sheen of sweat coating my skin as I resisted the urge to pound into her.

Time felt too fast and too slow at the same time, and when I finally bottomed out, we both had a moment of relief before our bodies took control again.

Stretched out, at my mercy, all Sophie could do was take what I was giving her, her moans and sighs all the motivation I needed.

Letting go of her hands, I gripped her hips to hold her in place before pulling out and slamming back in.

Continuing the brutal rhythm, I didn’t let up, and Sophie went wild in my arms. Her nails scored my back as her teeth bit into her bottom lip so hard it almost bled.

Her legs tightened around my back as she gave as good as she got.

“Look at you, trying to impress me. Taking me so good,” I told her, and felt her core grip me tighter.

A cross between a whine and a moan escaped Sophie’s lips as she looked at me with a desperate expression.

Seeing her like that, unraveling underneath my palms, made me wild.

I wanted to claim every inch of her, memorize every sound, every spot that drove her mad.

I wanted to master her body, push her to her limits, and take her higher than she ever thought possible.

Slammed against a wall, held up by my cock, she was already at my mercy, but I wanted to push Sophie further, claim her deeper.

I gripped her ass, giving it a bruising squeeze before sliding my fingers between her cheeks.

She jerked as if electrocuted, her eyes looking confused and hesitant, but not pulling away.

With slow, teasing strokes, I danced around her rosebud until she once again lost herself in the feeling.

With slow, steady force, I pushed inside of her, and she froze for a moment before relaxing against me.

“Do you like that?” I asked, studying her face for any signs of discomfort.

She nodded distractedly as she rotated her hips in a silent request for more.

I groaned at the sensation, the tingle in the base of my spine warning me that it may be over too soon.

I needed her to come, needed to make sure she reached her climax.

“You’re doing so well, pretty girl. You can take it. You’re doing so well for me.” She moaned at the praise, her movements becoming uncoordinated as she reached for her orgasm. Wanting to see her come, dying to see her unravel around me, I kept talking.

“You like this? I can hardly wait for you to experience me taking your ass.” She gasped before grinding harder against both my hand and my cock.

Suddenly, her entire body clamped around mine, her pussy sucking me in and holding me in place as she whimpered in my arms. I gave her a minute, enjoying the ripples of her orgasm running through her.

Then it was my turn. Hooking my arms under her legs, I held her open as I resumed my thrusts.

Unable to move, all Sophie could do was take what I was giving her.

A tingle at the base of my spine was the only warning I had before I started coming.

I slowed my body, my forehead pressed against the wall over Sophie’s shoulder, her breaths coming out in short puffs.

“Holy shit,” she whispered, her voice hoarse and her hands shaky as she gripped my shoulders. Dropping her legs, we both moaned as I left her body. Seeing her standing there, her hair and makeup a mess, I felt my blood heating again.

“Holy shit is right. Get ready for round two,” I told her right before I lifted her over my shoulder. She gasped, then giggled at the sudden change in position. With renewed fervor, I carried her up to the bedroom so we could start all over again.

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