Chapter Twenty-Two #2
“You can’t possibly think this is settling for me.
I fucking dream about your mouth, Sophia.
” She moaned around me as she bobbed up and down, working my base with her hand.
I lifted my hips up slightly, angling to get deeper in her mouth, when she brought one hand to the crack of my ass.
She pulled off my dick and spit into her hand before rubbing that spit around my asshole as she resumed sucking me off.
I groaned, unsure what was happening but not hating it.
She moved her finger in circles, keeping pace on my dick as she slowly pressed her finger inside me, pushing past the hard muscle.
“Whoa.” I jumped slightly at the surprise. “What are you doing down there, Hawaii?”
She lifted off my dick and stroked it lazily with one hand as she smiled at me. “Can I try this?”
“Define this,” I said, taking a breath and trying to relax around the finger still poking my ass.
“I want to see if I can find your prostate,” she said with an evil grin.
My chest swelled at how much she had transformed in the bedroom since our first time together.
“Whatever research you’re doing for that book, I like it,” I said, earning myself a big grin from her. “Go slow. I know you think I’m basically an expert in bed, but I’ve never had anything in my ass before and I’m not sure how I feel about it yet.”
“Okay,” she said, sounding extremely eager as she pushed her finger in further.
Okay, wow that’s different. A little strange, but not bad.
She wiggled her finger around until she must have found something that felt different than the rest to her and I felt a twinge of pleasure ripple through my body.
She pressed on it again.
“Oh, fuck!” I yelled, inhaling sharply. “I think you found it.”
I took deep breaths as she rubbed the spot and pleasure coursed throughout my entire body with a sensation unlike anything I’d ever felt.
She was barely rubbing my dick, she was so focused on her exploration, and my cock throbbed in her hands as the desire to bear down on her finger became all-consuming.
“Keep it in or take it out?” she asked, studying my face like she couldn’t read my expression.
I have no fucking clue what sweet hell this is, but it’s one of the best things I’ve ever felt.
“Take it out and our arrangement is done,” I said, gasping for air.
She giggled and brought my dick to her lips, slowing pulling it back into her mouth as her finger thrust gently in and out of my ass.
“Oh my God,” I yelled, head falling back.
She took my dick out of her mouth and squeezed it firmly. “My name’s Sophia,” she said smugly.
I laughed and fought for air again. “Well fuck, Sophia. I like this.”
I moaned again, my balls tightening. She doesn’t even need to touch my dick because I’m pretty sure I’m about to blow. I reached for her head and pushed it toward my dick again.
“Please,” I begged, thrusting my hips up into her mouth.
She wrapped her mouth around me, and I drifted away onto another plane.
My toes were on fire, my balls were about to burst, and I couldn’t tell if I was thrusting up into her mouth or down onto her finger, but it was all the best thing I’d ever felt in my life.
She gave me a deep suck and I screamed out with a pleasurable sound I was positive I’d never made in my life as my dick erupted in her mouth and every muscle in my body contracted with an endless orgasm.
Jets of come kept coming until I groaned, sweaty and breathless, collapsing into the mattress.
She slowly pulled her finger out and I groaned again as she sucked my dick one last time and swallowed before rising up to look at me.
I thought I might fall into a deep sleep until I lifted my head to look at her and saw a small drop of come on the side of her lips.
I groaned as my dick twitched, noticeably so, given she still had her hand wrapped around it.
She’d just given me a better orgasm than I’d ever dreamed possible and still, the sight of my come dripping out of her mouth made me primally lustful.
I wanted to fuck her until my come was running down her legs. I wanted to pump her full of me until—
“Yay or nay on the prostate?” she asked, abruptly pulling me from my thoughts as she let go of my dick and licked the come off her lips. She lay down beside me and I slowly turned to face her as the pain in my ribs came crashing back to the surface.
“Is that a legitimate question, Hawaii?” I asked, giving her a quick kiss. “I’m pretty sure if I try to sit up, I’ll get dizzy.”
She laughed and wrapped an arm around my waist. “See? Didn’t that turn out better than me bouncing on top of you and aggravating your injury?”
“That was better than everything,” I said, hoping she understood my sincerity. “Best moment of my life.”
“Well, look at that. Even a reformed fuckboy like you can have new experiences with little ol’ me,” she said chuckling as she leaned in for another kiss.
“I’m definitely not a fuckboy anymore,” I mumbled against her lips, kissing her hard before bringing my lips to her forehead. “You’re full of surprises, Soph, and in case you have even an ounce of doubt remaining about your past relationship, the issue was unequivocally not you.”
She curled into my chest and relaxed into the post-sex cuddle I’d come to love. I’d never even considered cuddling with past hookups, but Sophia wasn’t just a hookup to me and I’d been drawn to cuddle her since our first sexual encounter.
“I do believe that now,” she said, tracing the hockey stick tattoo on my chest with her finger. “I just needed to find someone I had chemistry with. Now I know what my expectation for sex is. Also, I’m not sure you were every really a fuckboy. I just like to tease you.”
“Hawaii, I don’t think this kind of chemistry is common. You might be setting yourself up for disappointment if you think there’s more of this out there.”
“Why?” she asked, sounding like she was drifting off.
“Because I’m pretty sure we’re soulmates.” She looked up at me, searching my face, like she wanted to say something. I smirked, trying to play it cool as I pulled on her arm. “Come sit on my face so I can return the favor without lying on my stomach.”
She faltered for a second but must have decided to let it go. “Really? That seems like an impractical position. How will you breathe?”
I laughed and tugged on her again. “It’s fucking delightful, and I couldn’t care less about oxygen if it means your legs are wrapped around my head.”
She stood up and pulled her panties off before climbing on. She lowered her hips to my mouth slowly, keeping a lot of her weight off me.
I stuck my tongue out to part her folds and circle her clit.
“Oh. Oh, wow,” she moaned.
“I told you,” I mumbled. “Now relax and enjoy it, Hawaii.”
She released the tension in her legs, her weight shifting onto me.
“Much better,” I muttered before returning my tongue to her clit.
She moaned and writhed as I licked her, riding my face and leaving my cheeks wet as she let go, giving into the sensations until she cried out and peaked, shuddering on my tongue.
She climbed off my face and lay back down beside me, head on my chest.
“Incredible,” she said, chest heaving. “Your reputation might have undersold your skill.”
I laughed. “That’s because no one has ever had this many encounters with me to know.”
She lifted her head and looked at me in confusion. “And in the name of my research, you’re making an exception for me?”
I chuckled and forced her head back down so she couldn’t see my eyes. They’d probably give away all the gooey emotions floating around my chest. “I’m making an exception for you, Hawaii, but it has nothing to do with your research.”
“I must be a lot better in bed than I thought I was,” she said playfully.
She always played off my comments like I was joking rather than acknowledge what I was actually doing, which was confessing how into her I was.
Her initial reaction was to assume I was being flirty, and I didn’t have the courage to push past that and tell her it was so much more for me.
Maybe I needed some of that confidence she’d been getting about sex from me, so I could apply it to asking her for a real relationship.