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I missed Sophie. I missed her family. They had become my adopted family in high school, and I wanted to be close to them again. I didn’t need my parents to agree with my decisions. I just needed people around me who supported the path I chose. And I thought I found it with Sophie and her family.
ChapterNineteen
MARK
Ellie met us at Giovanni’s and offered to take Kendall home so they could hang out a bit longer. I took her up on the offer because I wanted some alone time with Sophie.
We’d made progress by telling Kendall about us, but I couldn’t help but think our time together was limited.
I felt almost desperate to solidify our relationship, to reassure both her and me that nothing would come between us.
The drive home was quiet. I felt the impending pressure of the custody situation and an uncertain future. Each question settled like a brick on my chest, making it difficult to take a deep breath.
I didn’t want to think about what would come next. I just wanted this time with Sophie. I parked the truck in my driveway and walked Sophie inside.
We didn’t talk about the day with Kendall, our conversation, or anything else. Once I closed the front door, I reached for her.
Our lips met as our hands warred for purchase on each other’s clothes. We moved through the house, dropping things as we went. When we were naked, I lifted her in my arms, wanting to keep our connection.
The heat of her pussy surrounded my cock, and I wanted nothing more than to ease inside. But I needed to lay her down on a bed. I didn’t want quick and hard; I wanted to slow this down.
We didn’t have forever. Our relationship was a ticking timer. The alarm would sound eventually, and everything would blow up in our faces.
I pushed aside the sense of impending doom when I reached my room, laying her out on the bed in front of me. Her hair surrounded her, her skin glowing in the light of the moon seeping through the windows. She was gorgeous and all mine.
I rested a knee on the bed as I hovered over her, holding myself apart from her as I kissed her. She reached for me, pulling me on top of her. She wanted to feel my weight, and I couldn’t blame her. The warmth of her body was a reminder that this was real.
Her skin was so soft, her hair so silky. I reveled in each inhalation, each hitch of breath, the sensation of her fingers running over the planes of my body. My muscles tightened more with each effort to hold myself back.
“Mark. I need you.” There was a sense of urgency in her tone.
I growled as I laved her nipples, scraping my teeth lightly over her skin. She arched, pressing herself deeper into my mouth as I settled between her legs, sliding my dick between her slick folds.
Whimpers escaped her lips as I drove her higher. Her fingers tightened in the hair of my neck.
Had I ever felt anything more intense? More perfect? It was like Sophie had been made for me. Unable to restrain myself, I slipped my crown inside.
Sophie gasped at the intrusion.
“You want me to make you feel good?” I murmured to her as I kissed the underside of her jaw, licking a trail to her nipple.
She nodded jerkily. “Mmm.”
I slid slowly inside, bracing my hands on the bed. The feeling was intense. She brushed a lock of hair off my forehead, gazing at me with affection.
Tenderness swept through me, urging me to thrust harder, to slide deep. Sophie was it for me. I wasn’t sure if we could make it work, but I sure as hell wanted to try.
Interlacing our fingers together on either side of her head, I lowered myself so that there was no space between our bodies. Her nipples pressed against my chest as I circled my hips, grinding my pelvis against hers so that she felt the friction on her clit.
“So good,” she said, her voice breathless.
“I want to make it better.” I wanted to make it so good she’d never think of anyone else but me.
“I don’t know how that’s possible,” she teased, a small smile playing on her lips.
“You shouldn’t be able to talk.” I increased my pace, taking measured thrusts. I wanted to get so deep inside her, she felt me tomorrow and the next day. I wanted her never to know what it was like to be without me.
Each time I filled her, she whimpered. I was working her into a frenzy I never wanted her to come down from.
