The Redemption (Filthy Rich Americans 4)

Sophia made a soft mewling sound of need that reverberated up my back. She was ready, as was I, and there wasn’t sense in waiting any longer. Tomorrow, I could tease her. We could spend hours on foreplay. I could discover all the secret places on her body that made her gasp.

But tonight, I’d show her what we were capable of.

I grasped her narrow waist in one hand and used my other to line myself up, and slowly began to ease inside. As I entered her, her blue eyes lidded and her mouth widened into a silent ‘oh,’ and her skin dented around my fingertips as my grip tightened. The urge to thrust was strong, but I enjoyed watching her response as I claimed her inch by inch.

Her snug heat enveloped me, and the sensation shortened my breath. My head swam with pleasure, and I leaned over, cupping handfuls of her full breasts. I pushed them together, running my tongue from one nipple to the other and back again as I buried my cock as deep inside as she could take me.

“Shit,” she groaned, “is it bigger than last time?”

Her half-serious question pulled a short laugh from my throat. It was flattering to hear, and I dragged my parted lips along the curve of her neck, my hot breath rolling over her. “I can go as slow as you need, but you took all of me before.”

Her arms wrapped around my back, and she sighed with enjoyment as I began to move my hips, starting with gentle, shallow thrusts. Her legs hooked behind my back, and I slid a hand beneath her, using it to encourage her to angle her hips and take me deeper.

She whimpered in pleasure, and pride expanded my chest.

I slipped my other hand beneath her head and trailed the edge of my tongue over her ear, letting her feel the weight of my body on top of hers, our chests flattened together. She trembled beneath me, and I brushed my lips against the pulse throbbing in her neck.

I knew the answer but asked it anyway to tease. “Still cold?”

She shook her head, and I withdrew from her, pulling back until the tip of me was barely inside, and then charged forward. The force of my thrust drove her into the mattress.

“Oh,” she gasped in satisfaction, her back bowing.

I did it again, and again, sawing myself in and out of her, and she went breathless, her desperate pants ringing out and floating in my room. I’d fucked her with my mind earlier, and then my tongue, and now I used my whole body. She grew hotter and wetter, and I had to close my eyes and concentrate, blocking her out for a moment to re-center myself.

She was tight, choking me in the way a woman’s body did to maximize her pleasure, and blood rushed like fire through my veins. My heart pounded, beating faster than my quickening thrusts.

Control yourself.

I ground my hips against her and blinked at the odd sensation, like a scratch against my abdomen just above where we were connected. What was—

I let out an amused breath. If I’d bought her a smaller diamond, perhaps I wouldn’t feel the prongs of the setting as much, but I enjoyed the reminder of its existence. It did make me curious, though. I was the first man she’d been with since she’d gotten pierced.

“Do you like the way the jewelry feels?” I asked, rolling my hips for emphasis.

“Yes.” She groaned it into my shoulder. “But I like the way you feel better.”

I exhaled loudly and braced against the pleasure her words caused, but I jerked inside her. Warnings flashed through my mind. I needed to focus. It was embarrassing and unacceptable how close I’d already become.

The heat of her made sweat cling to my skin, and I stood up while keeping us connected, balancing my weight between my knee on the bed and my foot on the floor. She stared up at me with her face flushed and her lips swollen from my kisses, and my heart lurched. Jesus, she was beautiful.

“Thank you,” she said, sandwiched between two moans.

Since I’d unknowingly said the compliment out loud.

I snared her hips in my hands and drove into her, making her breasts undulate with my steady, deep thrusts. Everything blurred in my vision outside of Sophia. The only sounds were her needy whimpers and the slick slide of my skin moving inside her. The air in the room had gone thick, making me struggle to take in enough breath to fill my lungs.

My mind went to war with my body, and the tingling heat building at the base of my spine was winning. I put my hands under the backs of her knees and pressed them toward her shoulders, opening her wider and allowing me to hit the spot I’d need to if I was going to give her an orgasm both inside and out, which was my intent.