Chapter 30
CHAPTER THIRTY
TYLER
Emotions simmering too close to the surface for words, I thread my fingers into Sophie’s hair and bring her mouth to mine, teasing her lips open with my tongue and diving inside to taste her.
Electricity fizzes and pops under my skin as Sophie sighs into me, her hands dropping down to push under my shirt, dance up my sides.
I hiss when her fingers graze my nipples.
Suck in a sharp breath when she slides them down my torso to rest right at my waist. Groan when she stops there and goes no further.
“Sophie,” I murmur against her lips, my voice a plea. For what, I’m not sure.
To love me forever. To let me love her. To stay. To please, please just stay.
“What do you need?” she asks, her thumbs dipping just below my waistband, moving back and forth in a maddening sweep. “Tell me, Ty. Tell me exactly what you need. I want to give it to you.”
Shit.
“Touch me,” I practically beg, sliding one of my arms around her waist to lock her tighter against me, my hips rolling involuntarily as she settles over my cock, pleasure humming in my veins.
“Fuck. Just…fuck,” I bite out when she grinds down over me.
“Take my cock out. Touch it. Stroke it. Fuck it. Jesus. Anything.”
Sophie pulls back, sly look in her eyes. “I didn’t hear you put suck it on that list.”
I drop my head back and groan up at the sky, my brain immediately filled with the image of Sophie on her knees, perfect lips stretched around my dick.
“Major oversight,” I manage as she leans in and kisses my neck, my throat, reaching down and tugging up my shirt, stripping it completely off and tossing it aside as she continues her journey south.
“That should have been at the top of my list.”
“It should’ve been,” Sophie agrees, pressing a line of kisses over my chest and then lower, mapping my abs with lips and teeth and tongue until I’m practically vibrating, wondering if it’s possible to come entirely untouched, just from the feel of her lips on my skin.
Sliding down to her knees between my spread legs, Sophie gives me a wicked grin, and I feel like maybe I’m about to find out.
“I can’t wait to feel your cock in my throat. ”
“Motherfucker,” I mutter, my dick going hard as steel.
I reach over and grab one of the pillows stacked on the side of the couch. “Stand up a sec, baby.”
Sophie looks from me to the pillow and rolls her eyes. “I’m not made of glass.”
Standing from the couch, I lean down and grip her jaw, forcing her to look up at me.
“Of course you’re not. You’re the strongest, most amazing person I know.
But Sophie, the way I want you is not normal.
It’s impossibly huge and utterly uncontrollable, and when those pretty lips stretch around my cock, I’m positive I’m going to have to fuck that gorgeous throat, and I’m not entirely sure I’m going to be nice about it. ”
Sophie’s eyes flash, and she reaches down and strips off her sweater, leaving her in a hot-pink lace bra that is going to be the star of every dream I have for the rest of my life. My entire body tightens, my cock straining behind my sweatpants, as if it can’t wait to get to her.
Me fucking either.
She takes the pillow and shoves it under her knees, locking eyes with me. “Who said I want you to be nice?”
And then, in one single move, she yanks down my sweatpants enough to free my cock and immediately sucks me into her warm, wet mouth, her tongue flicking the sensitive groove below my tip. I go instantly lightheaded.
“Holy fuck,” I pant, her words still swirling around my brain as my hands fly down to grab her hair. I gather it up and move it away from her face, wrapping it around my fist. I don’t want anything getting in the way of this view.
I don’t want to miss a thing.
Not when I don’t know how much longer I’m going to have her. This.
Clamping her hands down on my hips, Sophie sucks me deeper, taking me all the way to the back of her throat. When she gags just a little, her throat constricting around me, my eyes practically cross, pleasure surging up my spine.
“Fuck yes, just like that,” I mutter, using my grip on her hair to guide her up and down my length, wheezing out a breath when she grazes her teeth along the underside, and I’m very nearly positive I’m not going to survive this night.
What a way to go, though.
My body is vibrating with the need to move. To flex my hips and force her to take more of me. All of me. But I hold back, letting her take the lead.
She’s mind-bendingly hot when she’s the boss of me.
Sophie licks and sucks and drags her tongue along my length, dipping into my slit to lick the precum pooling at the tip before diving back down, taking me so deep I’m positive she’s sucking the soul right out of my body.
I’m so focused on her, on the way she looks on her knees, lips stretched so perfectly around me, that the slap comes as a shock.
My entire body jolts as her hand comes cracking down on the side of my ass, my dick leaking like a goddamn faucet.
The pleasure that arrows through me is so intense I almost come on the spot, the moan that rumbles from my chest practically a roar.
I like to be spanked, I think idly. This is new and extremely important information I file away for later.
Sophie pulls off my cock and looks up at me, her eyes teary and glinting with something dark and dangerous that makes my entire body throb.
“You said you were going to fuck my throat, so do it Tyler. Fuck my goddamn throat, and don’t you fucking dare be nice about it.
” She narrows her eyes at me and leans down, spitting directly on my cock and then wrapping her hand around me, giving me a firm tug, eyes on mine the entire time, and I swear to god this is the hottest thing that has ever happened to anyone in the history of forever.
I’m absolutely positive in this moment I would die for her without a single second thought. “Fucking now.”
Sophie takes me back into her mouth, hands digging into my ass, and when I flex my hips, pushing my cock further down her throat, she moans around me, the vibrations driving me insane.
“Is this what you wanted?” I pant, twisting her hair tighter around my fist, increasing the speed of my hips. “You on your knees for me, my rock-hard dick deep inside that pretty throat? You want to be my good girl, Soph? Then let me see you take all of me. Every fucking inch, baby.”
I thrust harder, my cock sliding deeper, and when she whimpers, pressing her thighs together like sucking me off is turning her all the way on, satisfaction works its way through me, ratcheting up my own pleasure, because I made her this way.
Whimpering and writhing and as desperate for me as I am for her.
I am so fucking desperate for her.
“Goddamn, Sophie, your mouth is like fucking heaven,” I praise, gritting my teeth when she hums around me. “You feel so good. I’m so close, baby. So fucking close to spilling right down your throat. Can you take more?”
“Don’t hold back,” she rasps, sucking me right back down and sliding a hand between my legs, rolling my balls in her hand.
When she glides a finger back behind my sac and presses firmly, the pleasure that rockets through me is so sharp and unexpected I gasp, my balls tightening and need for her slamming into me like a tidal wave.
My body blazes with heat, and suddenly the idea of coming anywhere but inside her is more than I can bear.
“Fuck,” I mumble, rocking my hips in shallow thrusts, taking her free hand and lacing our fingers together.
Holding on tight. “You have no idea how badly I want to come down your throat. See your mouth full of my cum and watch you swallow it down. But I need to be inside you. God, Sophie,” I grit out.
“I need to be inside you so fucking badly.”
Pulling her off me, I sit back down and pull her onto my lap, crashing my lips to hers.
I suck her tongue into my mouth, and when I taste myself, it makes me absolutely fucking feral.
Kicking my pants the rest of the way down my legs, I flip us so Sophie is flat on her back on the wide seat of the couch.
“Please,” she gasps, and I press up to kneel between her spread legs.
Sophie’s pupils are blown wide, curls wild and untamed, lips red and swollen from sucking me off, pure unadulterated lust swirling in her eyes.
I am the luckiest fucking guy in the world that I get to have this woman.
To love her. To see her just like this, gorgeous and needy and as wrecked for me as I am for her.
I am so fucking wrecked for her. “Please just get inside me.”
Pleasure swirls through me as I dip down to kiss her before trailing down her body, flicking open the front clasp of her bra as I go, licking and kissing a path over her breasts, rolling her nipples between my fingers as I move lower. She squirms under me, her want a twin of my own.
Dotting a line of kisses along the waistband of her leggings, I push back to my knees and peel them down her legs, taking her underwear with them.
I toss them away and dip down immediately, pushing her thighs apart to give her one long lick.
When I press my tongue inside her, tasting her sweetness, I groan as her hips shoot up and a hoarse cry rips from her throat.
“You’re so wet for me,” I mutter, dragging my tongue over her clit.
“Did sucking me off drench this pussy? Did you like having my cock in your throat, having me at your mercy? Because I am, baby. You might have been on your knees for me, but you own every inch of my mind, body, and fucking soul. I need you, Sophie. I’m fucking aching for you. ”