Truly Yours (Mason & Sophie 2, Roommate Duet 4)

“You come so hard on my cock, baby. Do it again,” I order.

She nods, pulling her bottom lip between her teeth. I focus on her swollen bud as I drive faster, and soon, she’s screaming my name again as her body shakes and her legs fall on either side of me.

Before Sophie can catch her breath, I pull out and cover her pussy with my mouth, licking up her arousal. Once her body settles, I tell her to flip over.

“Stick that ass out for me, Soph. Hands above your head,” I demand, lining myself up with her entrance. Sliding in, I smack a cheek and smirk when she lets out a yelp. “You like that, sweetheart?” I whisper in her ear, wrapping a hand around her waist and rubbing her clit. “You like me smacking your ass when I fuck your tight cunt?”

Sophie responds with a shattering explosion. This time, I can’t hold back, and I come long and hard, grunting her name. She feels so good, and I don’t want to let go, so I thrust a few more times until she’s unable to keep her body up.

She falls flat to the bed, letting out a loud breath that causes me to laugh. Once I dispose of the condom in the trash, I lie down next to her and pull her into my arms.

“I love you, Soph. That was—”

“Fucking amazing,” she finishes for me.

“Yeah, that about sums it up.” I chuckle.

“Had I known what I was missing all these weeks, I would’ve snuck into your room sooner.”

“Oh really? Had you forgotten from three years ago?” I tease, brushing my fingers down her slick arm. “Because I could never forget. In fact, I was actively trying to forget.”

Sophie leans up on my chest, locking her eyes with mine with sincerity. “Of course I never forgot. I had to get a vibrator after you gave me the ‘Let’s just be friends’ speech.”

That confession makes me laugh. “You’re lying.”

“I swear! A girl has needs!”

“Is that so?” I lean on my side and wrap my arms around her. “This vibrator. You still have it?”

Her chuckling and blushing are all I need to confirm that she definitely still has it.

We fall asleep wrapped up in each other, and I’m woken up with Sophie’s hot mouth on my dick. Blinking, I clear the fog from my eyes and fist my hand in her hair.

“Baby. Shit, that feels good.”

She slides her tongue up my hard shaft before wrapping her wet lips around my tip.

“Fuck,” I hiss, arching my hips.

My grip tightens as I bob her head up and down my length. Her little gagging noises have my eyes rolling to the back of my head. Sophie pulls back slightly, stroking me hard and fast. Then she takes me by surprise when she settles deeper between my thighs and starts sucking on my balls as she jerks me off.

“Sophie, baby,” I moan, ready to die. Her sweet torture is enough to push me over the edge, but I don’t want to just yet. I love her hands and mouth on me.

She hums, moving back to my tip and teasing me with her tongue as she circles it around.

“You want to fuck my throat, don’t you?” Her little taunting voice has my dick jerking.

“Woman.” I groan. “You better get up here and ride me before I do just that.”

Smirking, I watch as she crawls up my body, slowly kissing my stomach. With my fingers in her soft hair, I yank it just enough to get her attention. “Get your tits up here, sweetheart.”

Her smirk deepens as she straddles me, leaning down just enough for me to wrap my mouth around her nipple. If I stroked out right now, I’d die a happy man.

“God, your body drives me wild, Sophie. I can’t stop touching you.”

“I don’t want you to,” she tells me, rocking her body against my waist.

Leaning over, I grab another foil packet and put my hands behind my head as I watch her slide it down my cock. Then she rises above me and slowly lowers herself onto my hard shaft.

“God, Mason…” She settles before she leans over and starts rocking against me. I grab her hips and arch up to meet her thrusts. “Why does it feel so good?” she whispers, her head hovering above me. “Better than I could’ve imagined.”

I brush the hair from her face and smile. “It’s meant to be good when you’re in love, can’t live without the other person, and would literally die for them. But it’s not just good, baby. It’s fucking magical, and every moment I get with you is perfect. So goddamn perfect when it’s with the right person.”

Sophie squeezes her eyes, and I watch as a tear falls. I catch it with my thumb, then cup her face and cover her mouth with mine. I kiss her soft and slow, then hard and fast, for all the years we lost and the missed opportunities. I kiss her as though it’s my last dying breath.