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“Hang on,” I say, and though it pains me to walk away from the patterns her fingers have started tracing over my abs, I don’t want to have to stop to rummage for a condom later.
When I turn back to her, she’s stripped her shirt off too, revealing a plain but classy black bra, contrasting against her pale skin and making her look even more alluring than ever. “You’re gorgeous,” I gasp, rushing towards her to capture her in another kiss. She shivers as our lips touch, and when I move away, I can see her face flushed with embarrassment.
Can she not see how beautiful she is?
“I want to kiss you everywhere,” I growl, twisting us around to push her back onto the bed.
“Lucas,” she giggles, “stop being dumb.”
“I mean it,” I say, dipping my head to kiss her stomach. “Let me prove it to you.”
She moans as I continue my trail down her body, breathing in the smell of her, of sweat and sex and the floral perfume she always wears. Carefully, I unfasten her pants and slide them down her legs, revealing her silky thighs and matching underwear. My hardness aches as I see her like this, spread before me, a patch of wetness visible on the crotch of her underwear.
I have nothing else to say, so I just toss her pants away and lean in to kiss her thighs, grinning as I hit ticklish and sensitive spots.
“Please, Lucas,” she gasps, “stop teasing.”
I kiss her again, then hook my fingers in her underwear. “I am going to make you feel so good.”
As I lean down, I steal one more kiss on the soft skin of her thigh, scraping my teeth gently over her to make her hips buck at the sensation. Then I bury my tongue in her wetness and make her cry out so loudly that I worry we’re about to wake up the kids.
It’s worth it, though. As I glance up at her and watch her pleasure, I feel more complete than ever before.
When she finally catches her breath, I slide up beside her, kissing her again. “Oh my God,” she pants, her breasts rising and falling with her breath. “That was so good.”
“I’m here to please,” I grin.
“Oh, yeah?” She raises an eyebrow at me, then rolls us over so I’m lying on my back. “I’m impressed that you’re still wearing these,” she says, gesturing to my pants.
“Not for much longer,” I growl. It’s a struggle to strip them off with the way my hands are shaking, and my cock is the hardest it’s ever been. Finally, it springs free and Sophie staresunashamedly, licking her lips in anticipation. I reach over to roll the condom on and then she takes over, straddling my hips and sinking slowly down onto me.
The feeling of entering her is like an explosion, filling my body with a flash of heat and desire so strong that all I can do is grip her waist so hard my fingers leave imprints and watch the way her body moves above me, elegant like a dancer, compelling like a statue, fluid like water. It’s a wonder I can hold on to her at all.
And the things she does with her hips make me ascend to a different plane of existence altogether.
When she climaxes, I’m scared that she’s going to fall so I grip her hips and her back and revel in the sight of her falling apart in my arms.
I follow moments later, falling over my own cliff into the most sublime pleasure I have ever felt. It’s like we’re merging, combining ourselves into a perfect union. It’s hard not to tell her I love her, but I don’t want to ruin this moment with a complicated emotion. I just want to savor it.
If I could hold this moment of bliss in my hands forever, I would.
After, once we’re both curled in each other’s arms, naked and coated in a fine layer of sweat and in desperate need of a shower, I finally speak. “That was fucking awesome.”
Sophie smiles into my shoulder, burying her face into me. “You’re pretty good at that,” she says, muffled by my skin.
I brush my fingers through her hair, feeling it part like silk. “How about we have a shower and do it all again?” I say with a grin.
She shuffles to blink up at me. “Who says we should wait?”
My grin widens as she rolls us over again. “I like the way you think,” is the last thing I manage to say before our lips crash together again.
CHAPTER 23
SOPHIE
When I wake up, I notice two things. The first is the sound of Lucas’s heavy breath next to me, slow inhales and exhales in rhythm with his rising and falling chest. He looks so peaceful like this.
The second thing I notice is how our hands are entwined. His palms are warm and big, and our fingers loop through each other like they were always meant to fit that way. Nothing about this should be right, and yet everything about it feels perfect.
