When I open my eyes, she’s smiling, but it’s forced. All her teeth are showing, and her eyes are so wide, I see the whites of her eyes. “I’m really sorry,” she murmurs.
I’m grinning. She’s so sweet. “It’s okay.”
“No, wait,” she says, and then she tilts her hips. God help me, my cock is going to explode. Her eyes widen more if that’s possible before she whispers, “Is that your dick?”
“Yeah,” I somehow get out, and her mouth slams shut. She blinks, and I smile to keep from crying, but then we’re both laughing. It’s silly, and some may call us stupid, but she is amazing. Wrapping my arms around her neck, I pull her in closer, kissing her top lip. “Did it scare you?”
“Shut it. It surprised me is all.”
I press my nose to hers, staring into her dancing eyes. “You have seen a cock, right?”
Her lips curve and she snorts. “No.”
“Seriously?” I ask, and she shakes her head, her nose moving against mine.
“No. I mean, I’ve seen pictures, but never in real life.”
I swallow. “Has anyone touched your pussy before?”
She gives me a disgruntled look. “Can we use nicer names please?”
I raise a brow at her. “So you want me to use peepee and coocoo?”
Her head falls back as her laughter fills the room. Soon I join in with her, because honestly, I can’t handle her. Her laughter is music to my ears. Her body is a wonderland that has never opened for anyone but me. Her heart is unscathed and pure. I want it all.
Capturing her mouth, I swallow her laughs as I kiss her. The tip of her tongue is moving with mine, and I need more before I lose my ever-loving mind.
When she pulls back, she eyes me despite my protest. “No, but cock and pussy are so dirty.”
“Well, sometimes sex is dirty.”
Her eyes darken. “Do you like it dirty?”
I take in a deep breath at the sound of that sweet mouth saying that. Her low voice and those eyes of pure innocence have my cock throbbing and begging to be released. Fuck, I want the layers of clothes between us gone, and I want to bury myself deep inside her. But I am a gentleman, or at least, I’m trying really hard to be.
No one truly knows how hard that is with Sofia’s leg hooked over my hip, her warm pussy tantalizing my impatient cock, and her eyes burning into mine.
The myth of blue balls killing a guy comes to mind, and I’m curious if maybe they were onto something.
When she starts laughing, I close my eyes. With my voice low and dangerous, I bite out, “You don’t even know what you’re doing to me.”
Her laughter dies out. “What?”
“Everything you do is sexy, Sofia. You drive me wild,” I say roughly, my breathing out of control. Reaching for her hand, I bring it between us, kissing her palm.
“I don’t mean to.”
“You do,” I inform her, and her eyes widen. “You love it.”
Her lips part. So beautiful. I kiss her palm once more, my eyes pleading with hers to trust me before I move her hand between us. When she realizes what I’m doing, she hesitates for a second, but I urge her on. “It won’t hurt you.”
“That’s up for debate,” she says quickly, and I smile.
“I won’t let anything hurt you.”
Her eyes glaze over as she takes in a deep breath. I press her hand to my cock, wanting her to feel every single inch of me. “Explore me.”
She swallows hard, her eyes never leaving mine as my hand comes to her hip. Yet, she doesn’t move; she keeps her gaze on mine. “Do you want to touch me?”
I stutter, “God, yes.”
“Oh.”
“But you go first.”
“Or we can go together.”
I swallow so loudly that her lips tilt, our gazes staying locked. My hand shakes as I move it down her rib cage to cup her breast in my hand. She doesn’t have much, and it isn’t squishy like most girls. Hers are thick and heavy, mouthwatering. Her breath catches as I move my finger and thumb to her hard peak. I squeeze her nipple through her thin tee, and her tongue comes out to wet her lips, making me shake with anticipation. Her nipple is so hard under my thumb, and I want to see it. I push the covers off us to our waists with my other hand, my thumb still moving, and seeing it does nothing to calm my heart.
It’s beating out of my chest.