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His breath shivers and he grips my thighs somehow harder.
“You drive me insane,” he groans and then attacks my pussy with even more force.
I gasp and sing out moans, bucking my hips against him, smearing my soaked pussy against his lips, his tongue.
He presses down on my clit so that I can’t think about anything other than the lit fuse between my thighs, an explosion creeping into the edges of sensation, whispering that I’m close, so freaking close I ache.
“Oh, fuck—fuck.”
“Yes,” he snarls. “Good fucking girl. Cream for me, Sophia.”
“I—am,” I gasp. “I …”
I can’t speak as the orgasm punches into me, rising from some deep and starry place and erupting like a series of fireworks inside of me. All I know is the heat of his tongue against my clit, my clit tingling and sizzling like my entire pussy is going to set on fire at any moment.
I reach down in a moment of wild confidence and touch the back of his head, threading my fingers through his soft silver hair.
He grunts and pushes even harder into my pussy, his tongue targeting my clit like he’s trying to obliterate it.
My hole flutters as wave upon wave of pleasure releases out of me, a cacophony of it blaring deafeningly through me.
I feel myself squirting into his mouth.
My instinct is to scream an apology. He must think I’m gross.
But his growling animal moans tell me otherwise.
The way he pulls me closer to him tells me otherwise.
I pump my hips and then throw my head back, letting out a scream, the noise bubbling up from that crazy place inside of me that tells me I’m going to have this man’s babies one day.
In the midst of this boiling eruption, it doesn’t seem so silly. It doesn’t feel impossible.
It feels right.
It feels destined.
I close my thighs around his head as the last of the orgasm shivers through me, my clit beating like a pulse, my hole squeezing tight.
Solomon leans back, staring up at me, his lips glistening with my release.
“You horny girl,” he growls. “Do you really think I’m not going to claim you now?”
He stands up, gazing down at me with fierce intention in his eyes as he reaches down to unbuckle his belt.
“Your pussy belongs to me, Sophia. You need to understand that. Your cunt is mine, and mine alone. Say it.”
“It’s yours,” I moan, shock ricocheting through me at this sudden transformation.
I bring the beast out in him.
And I want it, want it so freaking bad.
But I’m not what he thinks I am, some crazy nympho who’ll be able to please him in all the ways he needs.
“But Solomon,” I moan. “I can’t. I’m sorry.”
His hand pauses on his belt as he stares down at me, his sharp eyes flitting to my pussy, more and more hunger – no, starvation, like he’ll die if he doesn’t take me – filling his expression each second.
“You can,” he growls. “You will. Your body wants it. I can tell. So what’s the problem?”
Part of me wants to blurt Caitlin.
Part of me wants to tell him that she’s the problem, the elephant in the room both of us are choosing to ignore.
But even if that’s true – even if this is a betrayal I already can’t forgive myself for – it’s not what stops me.
“The truth, Sophia,” he says sternly. “I’ll know if you’re lying to me.”
I shuffle to the edge of the hood and stand up, my soaked release sliding warmly down my thighs.
Pulling my skirt down over my tingling thighs, I look up into his face, biting my lip as nerves bounce through me.
“I want to please you, Solomon,” I murmur.
I’ve wanted it since I understood what that means, but I don’t tell him that.
“But I’m not—I can’t.” I sigh. “I’m not what you think I am. I’m not some crazy sexually-adventurous nympho. I’m just going to disappoint you.”
He grabs my shoulders and pulls me toward him, pushing his body firmly against mine.
Staring down at me, his eyes brim with barely contained fire, rage, passion.
Something – everything – flares in those stark forest greens of his.
“Tell. Me. The. Truth.”
I stare up at him, fighting the urge to bite my lip again.
He’s not going to take no for an answer.
I avert my gaze, a shiver moving through me.
“I’m a virgin,” I whisper.
Chapter Six
Solomon
Virgin.
The word flares and sparks in my mind, my manhood getting hardening, even more, my seed making my balls even heavier and more difficult to ignore.
I reach out and cradle her face, stroking my thumb across her cheek. Her eyes glisten as though she’s going to burst into tears at any second.
Hate makes my muscles tighten at the thought.
Hate aimed at anybody who’d ever make her feel small for this admission.
“Are you ashamed?” I ask.
She turns her face into my touch, tilting her head, looking so damn cute I almost tell her the full extent of my need for her.
