He meets my gaze, and I don’t know how to answer him. “Truthfully?”
“Yeah.”
“I do,” I say, and his shoulders fall. “But I don’t think she’ll stay. I think she’ll get there, they’ll do whatever, and she’ll realize she has a life here.”
He doesn’t answer me for a moment as I unlock my door, opening it for him. He enters. “I hope you’re right.”
“Me too,” I answer, shutting the door.
As he walks to the middle of my room, I pull off my sweatshirt, throwing it to the ground. I toe out of my sneakers and then push my leggings down as he lies back on the bed, covering his face with his hands and knocking his glasses askew.
“God, today sucked. I hope it wasn’t too awful—”
When he sits up on his elbows, his gaze falls on me, and I suck in a deep breath. I hope he likes what he sees. I was nervous about wearing the black lace bra and thong set when I bought them the other day. I didn’t think it was really me, but as his lips curve, his eyes drinking me in, my apprehension vanishes and I feel sexy.
“Wow,” he breathes, his eyes moving along my body. “You’re… Hell, Sofia, you make a terrible day pretty damn good.”
My stomach swirls with desire. “We’re alone. No interruptions.”
He stands slowly, fixing his glasses as his eyes still roam along my body. It’s all in slow motion, his eyes moving over my lips, my breast, my stomach, to my thighs before coming back up. When his hungry gaze meets mine, fire explodes between my thighs. “Yeah, and look at that, I happen to have two minutes,” he says with a wink, and my lips quirk. “Or better yet, all night long as long as you have the time.”
“It’s yours,” I say, unsure what to do with my hands, so I just put them on my hips as I pull in shallow breaths. I’m aching between my legs, my body is trembling, and I feel gooseflesh exploding over my skin. God, I want him.
Soon he’s toe-to-toe with me, running his hands up my hips, my ribs, to right under my breasts, cupping them softly. “So,” he says huskily, his eyes burning into mine.
“So.”
He drops his head to mine, our mouths a breath away before he whispers, “Do you want to…”
My heart aches in my chest as it pounds just for him. “I thought you’d never ask.”
He captures my mouth in a heated, fiery kiss. My hands come up, linking behind his neck as he backs me into the door, his body covering mine. Our mouths move together in a desperate, hungry way. He tastes like pumpkin pie and all things wicked. As he slides his hands down my body, I arch into him, feeling his cock coming alive against my soft center. When he pushes down the cups of my bra, I gasp as he takes my nipple into his mouth. He swirls his tongue around my swollen and heavy peak, his fingers biting into my waist. He moves across my chest, placing kisses as he goes, before sucking my other nipple into his mouth. I’m crazy with lust, crying out as he bites me softly, his chuckles running down my spine.
When he takes me by the back of the knees, he lifts me with ease, and I wrap my legs around his waist. He presses himself into me, and he’s already deliciously hard.
Oh, this is happening.
Thank God!
His hands come to my ass, holding me against him. He pulls his mouth from mine and starts for the bed. I trail kisses along his jaw to his neck as his fingers grip my ass. I lick and taste him everywhere. God, he smells fantastic.
“Jesus, Sof, you’re gonna kill me with that mouth.”
I’m too hot to care. He lays me down on the bed, kissing down my chest to my stomach as his fingers hook my thong, pulling it down my legs. Breathless, I watch as he throws my panties to the floor, and he takes in my glistening center. I’m self-conscious for maybe two seconds until his lips curve in the most devastating grin. God, he makes me feel so good.
Running his finger along my slit, he shakes his head. “Sofia, you’re gorgeous, even here.”
I can’t breathe.
His eyes burn into mine, and they’re darker than storm clouds this time. “Do you trust me?”
I nod. “Of course.”
I’m gasping for breath as I watch him move his fingers along my skin. When I arch up into his hand, he tsks at me. “Be patient.”
“Take me,” I demand, and he gives me a lopsided grin.
“Fuck, you’re hot,” he says just as he drops his mouth down to me, and everything goes white. Squeezing my eyes shut, I grip my comforter as he licks along my lips. It feels out of this world, his tongue rough but also so soft, like silk skimming over the most untouched part of my body. When he opens me, he presses his thumb into my clit, and I lift my back off the bed. I cry out, loud, and he growls something, but I’m too lost to even try to figure out what it is. His tongue moves up and down my slit quickly and with purpose, and my whole body goes tight.
“Oh, oh, Ryan.”
“That’s right, baby. Fuck, you’re so wet. You taste so damn sweet.”
My mouth is dry as he swirls his tongue along my clit. I’m lost, completely lost in the sensation. That is, until he pushes a finger into my opening. I squeeze his finger, a little taken aback by the feel of it inside me. “Oh, oh my God.”
“Yeah, baby,” he mutters against my center. “Now I’m gonna lick you while I fuck you with my fingers. Do you want that?”
When he starts to move his finger into me, slowly at first, I grip the comforter. “Yes, oh God, yes.”
“I’m not gonna make it,” he mutters just as he starts to move his finger in and out a little faster. When he stops, I growl like a kitten in protest, and he smiles down at me. “Shh, baby, I got you.”
Lifting my legs up, he presses my thighs together, holding them in place against his chest. He slides two fingers into me, his palm pressing into my clit as he curls his fingers into me. I moan loudly, feeling my body stretch around his thick, talented fingers. Holy crap, this is amazing. He drops his mouth to my pussy, pushing my knees into my chest as he open-mouth kisses me sensually. His tongue is ruthless, flicking quickly as he fucks me hard with his fingers, going deeper and deeper, driving me out of my mind.
It comes out of nowhere. I feel it in my toes at first, the tightness, and it slowly moves up my body before I’m completely taut. My stomach clenches, and then I break, shattering into a billion pieces as he continues to devour me. Crying out his name, I squeeze my thighs, jerking against his hand, his mouth.