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I recognize the brand as she rips at the foil. “That’s not going to fit me. Are you trying to cut off my dick’s circulation?”
She rolls her eyes. “What do you mean?”
“Don’t insult my size, woman.”
“If I wanted someone cocky, I could have dated Noah.” She taunts me with a mischievous smile.
“I’ll show you someone cocky. Right fucking now. You’re on birth control, right?”
She bobs her head up and down. “For like the past five years.”
“Care to ditch the condom that sure as fuck won’t fit me anyway? We’re both clean, right?”
What the fuck am I doing? Thinking with my cock, that’s for sure.
Sophie denies anything and agrees, and with one swift motion, I plunge myself inside of her. She takes in a sharp breath, her head dropping back, the tips of her blonde hair tickling my thighs.
My eyes shut because, fuck, this feels amazing. Never in my life have I had sex without a condom, the feel of her a motherfucking nirvana. I don’t move, let alone think.
Sophie slowly lifts, drawing my attention to my glistening dick. I’m in a trance. Her warmth, her body, every-fucking-thing. My body sings as she lowers herself again. She fucks me up on the inside while she rides my cock, her body arching as her eyes close.
My mind numbs, my spine tingles, and my toes curl. All sensations fire off inside as she fucks me into oblivion. I used to joke with her about breaking her, but at this moment, I realize I’m the one breaking little by little at her hand.
My fingers grip her thighs, strong enough to leave marks, but I can’t control myself. I find the curve of her neck and tease her.
“Oh, Liam. Yes,” she hisses.
I growl, sucking at her skin, claiming her in ways I can. “Enjoy your ride because your time is almost up.”
She lets out the airiest of laughs, so fucking soft as it tugs at my heart. What is this woman doing to me?
My instincts take over, one hand clutching her braids together while the other grips her ass. She follows my lead, lifting herself up as I ram into her, no longer interested in soft caresses and slow pumps. I want her right fucking now, coming on my dick while moaning my name.
Her breathing quickens as I push in and out of her, my movements becoming erratic. Wild like my thoughts. Untamed because of the beauty before me.
“You’re so fucking hot, taking everything I give you. You feel like heaven. I never want to fucking leave now that I’ve had a taste.” My thumb finds her clit, teasing her as my other hand tugs on her hair.
She groans. “Why does it feel so freaking good with you?”
Damn, if my ego doesn’t swell from her words. Her body shakes as I continue my torture, her fingers gripping onto my shoulders as she stares into my eyes. I get lost in the feel of her.
I feel her everywhere. In my body, in my mind, in my goddamn blood, pulsing with need and adrenaline at her coming undone. I hate it as much as I love it because I can’t control this thing between us and what it’s morphing into. The thought scares me and I slam the brakes, not interested in pursuing that problem right now.
Sophie’s eyes glaze over, hooded and so fucking gorgeous. Her body shakes as she explodes. My body tightens as she squeezes my dick, her lips crashing against mine as her tongue owns me. She devours me, banishing my worries with her addicting kisses. I grab onto her hips, controlling her movements as I lift off the seat, desperate for my release.
She stamps herself onto my heart like she fucking belongs there. With wild pumps, I explode, a prickling sensation starting from my toes and ending at the base of my neck. I don’t stop moving until I finish.
Sophie collapses against my chest while her arms wrap around my neck. And for once, I don’t know what I like more: having sex or having someone to hug me afterward. We stay like that for a few minutes, regaining control of our breathing. Part of me wouldn’t mind staying here until the sun sets. I wouldn’t be opposed to another round or three, knowing one time with Sophie is never enough.
“We better go.” She lifts herself off my dick, my cum seeping out of her.
“Damn, I’m locking away that visual for-fucking-ever.”
“You’re such a perv.” She pulls up her shorts and settles into the passenger seat, shooting me a wicked grin that reminds me of myself. Her braids are a mess with hair sticking out whichever way. Her lips look swollen, and her cheeks have a natural flush to them. I can’t help smiling, knowing I did that.
I love how she looks and I want to hold on to these moments before she goes back home in two weeks. My lips turn down in a frown, the tight sensation in my chest becoming familiar ever since Sophie came into the picture.
“Cheer up, Buttercup. I’m not going to get pregnant and we can use a condom next time.” Her side-eye unsettles me.
I can’t understand why my throat closes up and my lungs burn at her misinterpretation. Is it because I’m an asshole who makes her think I’m grimacing at the idea of getting her pregnant? Or is it because I don’t want to use a condom with her again?
I put the car in drive like nothing, my mind drifting off as Sophie plays music.
My phone vibrates as Rick’s name flashes across the screen. I click the side button, ignoring his call. Nausea rolls through me at hiding my contract deal from Sophie.
For the first time in my career, I don’t want to think about next week, let alone next year. I don’t want Sophie to go back home, but I can’t stop what I set in motion. Like an F1 fan, I’m helpless while watching a collision. Except this time, I’m the reason, and I get to watch as my car drives straight into a wall.
Because life is funny that way, fucking you over without your consent.
