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Chapter Thirty-five
Sophia had never known a man’s mouth to be so perfect. His lips had a way of welcoming her tongue, and she could spend hours just tasting his unique flavor. She’d never found herself in such a predicament before. To her, lovemaking had been a friendly kind of sharing. Two people who liked each other, experiencing sexual relief and some fun together.
For her, it was never serious and if she sensed her partners becoming too involved, she’d back off damn quick. Until she finally met the one guy she couldn’t give up, she behaved the way most bachelor-loving males would. Only, before any man had a chance to pull that shit on her, she did so first.
Love ‘emand wave goodbye had been her motto from the beginning of her having any sexual life, and she liked things that way. Her in charge – never allowing her feelings to be involved, and an easy exit when the time came.
Only tonight, her body was betraying her. With sensations building inside she’d never felt before, she wasn’t in charge. And it scared the sass right out of her.
Scrambling away from him, she couldn’t believe that he’d stop her with one word, achingly said, “stay.”
She hesitated and turned back to his waiting lips. His fingers threaded through her hair, holding her face so he could take control. This time when they kissed, his body rolled over the top of hers and his weight held her under him.
His lips, dangerous as hell with such passion she had a hard time breathing, he let her know that he was totally invested. He needed her, and she’d better make up her mind they would be doing this his way… or not at all.
This time, his kiss, serious as pain, took her out of herself, and she flew into a place of sensations and passion… and need. Shudders and thrills, torment, and…. surrender.
Hands, warm yet knowing, slipped under her shirt, lifted her bra, and cupped her breasts. Caressing yet gentle, they made the swelling mounds ache and the sweet link of desire travel to where dampnesspooledand mind-blowing pulsationsbegan.
She’d known lust before and liked it. But this was different, hard grains of sugar to a warm thick coating of sweet honey different. If she continued, she knew this time she’d be losing control. Best make up her mind. Could she hand over the reins?
To Sam?
Now?
Was there really any choice?
Once his hands had taught her body how delightful they could make her feel, the joy they could bring, she didn’t have a hope in hell of pushing him away and giving up those delights.
Instead, she let him do what he wished. And he wished her to be naked as much as she wanted the same. It was only a matter of a few minutes before they both had taken off their clothes and were savoring each other’s bodies. She loved smoothing his back, caressing the muscles that played there as he moved in on her, his leg over hers.
Invested in the way his hands found every spot on her skin that craved attention, she liked that his mouth followed. He had a teasing way of licking and biting that drove her insane. Her breath came in gasps, panting.
Rigid with need, his hardness nudged her soaked passage, signaling the man was ready, but she held him in her hand to be sure. While she took her time to inspect every inch, he groaned his approvaland whispered a plea, “Yes, Sophia, baby. You’re so sweet, so… so sweet.” As she always did when this moment came, she turned away, raised her body, and urged him to enter.
Only, he didn’t, and that had never happened before. Most men were glad to take what she offered. And it was never her face, her lips or even more important, her eyes for theirscrutiny. Not during this part of the act. This form of screwing had always been the only way she’d accept a man. And none had ever turned her down.
Therefore, when Sam quickly turned her around to face him and then used his body to imprison hers, she didn’t react. Not right away. It took seconds before she pushed at his chest, not with any force, but a resistance that came instinctively.
It was his words that stopped her reaction. “Oh no, not like that, Sophia. I need to look into your eyes when I take you. Together we do this, together or not at all.” His fierce gaze made her see his seriousness and his thrilling tone made her understand he was taking charge. The first man to ever do so.
Bursting with sensations, thrilled by his macho actions, she stopped pushing him away and swiftly gathered him to her instead. Her arms lifted around his neck, and her lips rose to his. Eyes caught by his arousedscrutiny, ecstasy within reach, she gasped with delight when he entered her.
Mesmerized by his intense gaze, captured and loving it, she rose to heights of passion she never knew she could attain. Then his control snapped and suddenly his smooth, loving surges became swift, hard thrusts. Her legs lifted to surround him as she opened completely.
Melded, locked together, they devoured each other until both reached the pinnacle. Arms tight, lipsjoined, and names achingly called, drained and at the peak of sensations, they shot to the moon shining above as their release soared.
She quivered uncontrollably while he shuddered, which kept them locked in each other’s arms for long, sweet moments.
Then he put his hands on each side of her face, gently pushing the damp hair away before he kissed each eye and whispered, “Thank you, sweetie.”
Suddenly shy, feeling like she’d given away a section of her soul, she put her forehead against his chin and replied, “You’re welcome.”
He pulled her into his arms and held her tight against him, rocking her like one would a precious child. And she’d never felt so loved in her life. Oh my God, he’d broken through her barriers, and now she’d have to keep him.
And how was he going to feel about that?
They didn’t have any time to discuss any of her thoughts because his phone rang. They stiffened. He reached to see who called, and when a number appeared, he answered. Stasia’s voice screamed loud enough for Sophia to hear her too.
“They found the house. I’m hiding, but there are two men outside. And they’re the same guys who attacked Sophia at the beach.”
