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“Soph, I’m close,” I gritted as my control slipped.
“Don’t stop. Don’t you fucking stop, honey. I’m right there. Give me a second,” Sophie begged. When she looked over her shoulder at me, her eyes were shining and glassy as her gaze connected with mine, her lips parted on a moan, and her pussy fluttered around me, then clamped down.
“Oh, fuck, baby. That’s it. Give it to me!” I roared, my hips flush against her ass as I emptied into her. Her walls milked me, drawing out my release like nothing I had ever known. Sophie came with a scream, her voice breaking halfway through as her orgasm ripped through her, going on and on like nothing I had ever experienced. The vice-like grip on my cock was unyielding as it spurred my orgasm to new heights.
I dragged in a breath and collapsed onto the bed, pulling Soph with me until we were on our sides. I was still buried inside her from behind, still twitching as my cock refused to soften.
Sophie mumbled something, but the ringing in my ears was too loud. I propped myself up on one elbow and looked down at her. She was smiling with her eyes closed, bliss etched on every inch of her face.
“That was amazing,” I said, leaning down and kissing her cheek.
Her hand reached up, cradling my cheek. “It really was. And we have an entire weekend to do it again.”
“I can’t wait,” I murmured.
“Mmm, me too.”
“I love you, Sophie.”
Her smile widened, and her eyes fluttered open. She turned, causing my cock to slip out of her. Sophie looked up at me as I hovered above, propped on one elbow and still on my side.
“I love you too, Diego.”
Relief crashed through me, washing over the voice in my head that had been shouting,This is too soon! You’re going to scare her off!
She inched upward, taking my lips with hers and kissing me like we had all the time in the world now instead of a few short days on the island.
CHAPTERTHIRTY-ONE
Sophie
The weekendwith Diego was everything.
That didn’t mean I wasn’t missing Aaron and Oliver, but a girl could enjoy some one-on-one time with one of her new beaus.
Yes, we had already become that cutesy couple with approximately forty nicknames between us. Diego changed when I called him something sweet, and I was all about pleasing him. Not only because it felt fantastic to do so, but it often led to him pleasing me, too, so it became something of a self-fulfilling prophecy that way.
I was walking with a hitch in my step after our last sex adventure in a hammock didn’t end well for either of us. There we were, me on my back, lying in the hammock perpendicularly, while Diego fucked me.
Note to the other couples heading on vacation: A swinging hammock couldpotentiallyact as a beachy sex swing.
Another good thing to note: Those fuckers don’t last with vigorous thrusting, so take it easy.
I rubbed my sore ass as I walked, then batted away his hand as he went to do the same. He was walking with a limp too, and the image of us hobbling up the walkway made me smile like a fool. We were quite the pair, but it didn’t stop us from making goo-goo eyes at each other as we reached the villa.
We’d had a weekend of sex, laughs, and intimacy, and I felt closer to him than ever.
No, not every time led to orgasm for me, but that was fine. That I was averaging about fifty percent still said it was a win, and the closeness was what I loved about sex, anyway. I couldn’t get greedy just because I orgasmed a few times. Learning about my body and trusting the men I was with had become my priority.
“Home sweet home,” Diego singsonged. “Go find Aaron and Oliver and say hi.”
I smiled broadly at his willingness to share, kissed my lover, and sprinted into the house.
“Aaron! Oliver!”
“They’re in the gym,” Ryan said from the couch. He, Julie, Cheryl, and Nicoletta sat around the coffee table, playing a board game.
Judging by Cheryl’s scowl, she was losing. She looked up from her cards and griped, “They’ve been in there all weekend.”
