“Guess you’ll just have to find out.” Sophie steps back, keeping her eyes locked on mine as she flashes me a flirty smirk. I watch as she peels her shorts off and admire everything about her. She’s so fucking stunning. I can’t take not touching her for another second.
Closing the gap between us, I walk us to the sink counter, then lift her body until she’s sitting on top of it. Taking her mouth with mine, I loop my finger into her panties and move them to the side as I align my cock with her entrance. With my free hand, I stroke myself a couple of times before pushing inside her pussy.
Sophie wraps her legs around my waist, pulling me closer. The moment I feel her tighten around me, I nearly lose it. No words are spoken as we claim each other’s mouths, our bodies joining together in the hottest way possible.
I palm her breast before pulling down the cup and taking her hard nipple between my lips. She arches her back, whimpering as I squeeze her hip and drive into her harder and faster.
“Mason.” She whispers my name, and it sounds like fucking heaven coming from her lips.
“You feel so fucking good,” I tell her, bringing our foreheads together. Our breaths mingle as I drive us closer to the edge. “Christ, I wish I could stay here all goddamn night.”
“Losing your stamina already, Sinner?”
“I’m about to fuck that smirk right off your face.” Reaching under her, I cup her ass cheeks in my hands and buck my hips against her—harder, faster, deeper. She latches onto my biceps, her legs tightening around my waist as I claim her mouth and taste her moans.
“Oh my God,” she breathes. We move together, the two of us finding a rhythm that has me seeing stars as I admire every smooth inch of her. Sweet Sophie. So fucking gorgeous. I don’t know how the hell this even happened, but I’ve never wanted anything more in my life. One minute, I’m drinking alone, and the next, I’m being swept off my feet with her flirty comebacks and seductive eyes.
“Jesus. You feel so damn good,” I tell her before pressing my lips to hers for a searing kiss. She arches her back, and then she’s falling, her body meeting mine at every thrust, every demand, every greedy movement. She exposes the length of her neck as her head falls back, and when her body shakes, I know she’s there.
“Yes,” I encourage.
As her pussy tightens, her arousal coats my cock, and within seconds, I’m following suit. I come hard and long, grunting as she pulls our mouths together.
Breathless, we push apart and stare at each other. Her lips are parted, swollen. Our foreheads press together, and neither of us speaks. The dinging of my cell breaks our gaze, and the realization that we need to get out of here before we’re caught hits me in full force.
“My friends are probably here now. Fucking good timing.” I roll my eyes, cracking a smile.
“Yeah, my sister is no doubt wondering where I am.”
We pull apart, both of us dressing in awkward silence. Sophie checks herself in the mirror, finger combing her dark strands and dabbing a tissue over her face. Sex hair looks hot as hell on her, but I keep that thought to myself. As much as I want that to happen again, I’m not going to assume it will.
“Do you want to go out first?” I ask. “I’ll follow in a few minutes to keep the bartender from getting suspicious.”
“Uh, sure. Good idea. Doing the walk of shame in a public place is already going to be humiliating. I don’t need to be called out on it too.” She brushes her hands down her shirt before grabbing her clutch. She meets my gaze. “Sorry, that came out—”
“No, it’s fine. I get it,” I reassure her, then unlock the door, peek down the hallway, and open it wider. “All clear.”
Sophie purses her lips and drops her eyes, acting shy around me for the first time tonight. “Thanks.”
I watch as she walks to the bar area, waiting to see if she glances back at me, but she never does. To know she’s never done this before gives me satisfaction. It’s affirmation she felt the same connection as I did. We couldn’t wait a minute longer to be alone, but now I’m wondering if it was all a front, and things between us have changed. I have mixed feelings about her abrupt change and hope she’s not going to tell me it was a huge mistake or something. Though that might be for the best considering I’m not looking for a relationship.
After two minutes, I decide it’s time to leave the bathroom. Wondering if she’ll still be at the bar or if she took the opportunity to bail, I stop dead in my tracks when I see Brandon, Liam, Lennon, and Sophie standing together at a high top table.