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It wasn’t even about keeping a tally of making her orgasm. I just wanted to do anything to bring her even half the pleasure she brought me. Sophie deserved so much more, and maybe that’s why we all ended up dating her. She deserved everything.
I smiled when she relaxed in my grip and looked into my eyes. She returned it with a heart-breaking grin and a long, luxurious kiss. That feeling of drowning took over again, and I realized it was more than justlikebrewing between us. I had firmly crossed the border into love.
I kissed her with everything I had, ignoring the demands of my dick until I could lay this woman down and make love to her the way I wanted to.
Crossing the small room to the bed, I slipped between the panels of gauzy material and laid her on the soft comforter and rose petals. I kissed a trail down her body, relaxed from her orgasm, and dipped my tongue into her belly button, convinced I needed to taste every fucking inch of this woman.
“Did I do okay?” I couldn’t hide the vulnerability in my voice. It obviously wasn’t an earth-shattering orgasm for her, but it was something. Was I on the right track? The last thing I wanted was for her to feel like she needed to fake it with me again.
She gripped my ears and made me look her in the eye. “That was amazing, Diego. You did so good, honey.”
Honey.
She’d given me a term of endearment, and my cock jumped against her thigh. This need to please her had taken on much more than I’d ever thought possible. I felt cherished when that word left her lips. Like I meant something more to her than just a summer fling on this show.
Hope swelled in my chest, and it felt like I could fly.
“So good,” she repeated. “But I need you to fuck me.”
“In a second,” I said, returning to my path down her body and tasting her arousal when I found her sensitive clit and slipped past it to wriggle my tongue inside her. She spasmed, her soft stomach quivering and her thighs tightening around my shoulders. They clamped down around my ears when my tongue reached her ass.
She clenched, but I used my hands to spread her wide open for me. I ran my tongue around her tight asshole and promised, “One day, I’m going to take this.”
Sophie shivered and relaxed when I kissed along her inner thigh, only tearing my mouth away long enough to mutter, “Flip over.”
She scrambled onto her stomach, her plump ass daring me to make good on my promise. I leaned down and bit one cheek, letting my teeth scrape the flesh. Sophie squealed in surprise, and I grabbed her hips, lifted her to her knees, and pulled her toward me. I was standing, feet firmly planted on the floor, and the bed put Sophie at the perfect height for me to fuck her like this.
“Chest down, baby. Show me that pretty pussy.”
She shuffled on her knees and widened until I could fit between, dropped her torso to the mattress, and gave me a sultry look over her shoulder.
The teeth marks on her ass were gorgeous, but I was close, and imagining those marks on every curve sent me spiraling toward release.
I took my cock in my hand and squeezed the base, trying to stave off the impending orgasm. I needed to feel her around me, preferably orgasming and milking my dick as we fell off that edge together.
Sliding through her folds, I coated myself in her arousal, then dragged my head toward her ass. “Not today, baby,” I said when she clenched again. I ran my length between her cheeks, putting my hand on top, so I was sheathed between her heat and my palm.
“Not today,” she agreed. “But soon.”
Jesus wept.
I brought my dick to her pussy and notched the head at her opening. “Ready?” I asked.
“Yes, Diego. Please.”
“Call me ‘honey’ again,” I begged, my teeth clenched when I slipped in a mere centimeter. I held my hips still, desperate to drive into my girl but needing to hear my new name leave her lips again.
“Honey, please fuck me.Now!” she cried, burying her head in the comforter below.
I slid forward, not rushing, but not delaying the inevitable any longer. Delicious warmth surrounded me. Tight, gripping, delicious warmth. “Fuuuck,” I moaned.
Gripping the dip of Sophie’s hips, I withdrew, then pulled her toward me when I thrust forward again.
I lost myself in the rhythm, watching her ass bounce every time we connected. Her breath was punctuated with gasps and moans. The room felt like it had shrunk three sizes, and the only thing that existed in this bubble was the two of us.
I fucked her hard and fast, watching as my cock plunged into her pussy and keeping her from moving with my hands on her hips. “Touch yourself,” I begged. “Please, baby, touch yourself.”
Her fingers brushed the base of my cock a second later as she strummed her clit, and I saw stars. I wanted to watch her fingers move and the look on her face as she came. But my cock was vehemently against pausing long enough for us to switch positions.
