Almost.
“Stone, don’t stop.” I didn’t want to stop but I did, and flipped us over so she was on top, plump breasts bouncing in my face as her hips began to move. As she took control of our pleasure. “Oh yeah!”
Watching her move, back and forth, up and down on my cock, left me transfixed. She was so fucking gorgeous with her hands braced on my chest, a small smile on her face as she took what she needed, her tight pussy clenching around me, hot and wet. “Soph, babe, you’re so fucking beautiful.”
Again her lips quirked into an even bigger smile that morphed quickly into an agonized mix of pleasure and erotic torture. All I could do was watch as her movements quickened, as she took me deeper and bounced harder on my cock. “Stone,” she shouted in warning and knew exactly what she needed, gripping her hips tight, I thrust up as she slammed down, over and over until we both cried out in ecstasy.
Bodies slick with sweat.
Chests heaving collectively.
“I love you, Sophie.” I hadn’t meant to say the words, not again, but she was so beautiful with her flushed skin, damp from exertion and that slightly shy smile on her face, that the words just slipped out.
“Stone,” she said, almost pleading but she didn’t say the words back. I didn’t expect her to but still my heart lurched and slowed. Eventually her hips stopped gyrating and she slid off of me, nearly collapsing in pleasure beside me, one thigh resting on mine. “How does it keep getting better between us?”
The wonder in her voice tugged a smile across my face. “You really don’t know?”
She sat up and shook her head, blond hair falling all around her shoulders as it brushed my arm and chest. “You do?”
I sighed and sat up, turning to her. “Yeah Soph, I do. It’s because we love each other. We know each other. It’s because our bodies can’t get enough of each other.” She said nothing and I swear there was fear in her eyes. “You don’t agree?”
“I don’t know, Stone.” Her pleading tone nearly had me back off, again, but that wouldn’t get either of us what we truly wanted. If Sophie even knew what she wanted.
“What don’t you know, Soph? Whether or not you love me? If you want to be with me or go back to how things were? Talk to me.”
“I don’t know what to say,” she insisted softly, barely above a whisper.
“Well I love you Sophie. I am in love with you and I deserve to know what you’re thinking. What are you feeling?”
“I said I don’t know.” That’s what she said, but the fear in her eyes said otherwise.
I was losing her, I could feel it. “Bullshit. You know what’s in your mind and in your heart, since when can’t you tell me?”
She shook her head frantically and pushed back, so close to the edge of the bed I feared she might tumble right off. “I just…can’t.”
“Why?” My words were harsh, angrier than I’d meant them to be but dammit she was just so infuriating. “Because you think I can’t handle the truth?”
“No, this is all just happening so fast.”
“Not for me, it isn’t.” I’ve been in love with her for as long as I could remember and she thought it was happening fast. Too fast, if her tone was any indicator. “Just say it.”
“Say what?”
“Whatever it is you’re too afraid to say, just put it out there.”
“I am giving you everything I can, Stone. I gave you my body and I gave you me, what more do you want?”
Her words were like a slap and I slid back, almost tumbling off the bed in my hurry tot put some distance between us. “I got it, Sophie. I finally get it.”
She shook her head and reached for me but I took a step back and shook my head. “Stone, that’s not what I meant.”
It was exactly what she meant. “Thanks for what, making my dreams come true, is that what this was about? You fuck me for a few weeks so I’ll shut up about it and things can get back to normal?” Even as the words blasted out of me, I knew they were true.
I knew that’s exactly what she’d been doing.
I’d been falling in love and she was planning her escape.
“Stone.”
“I’m gonna take a shower.” I practically ran for the bathroom and locked myself inside, taking a long hot shower until I could no longer feel her lips on me, her body squeezing me tight. I let the hot water run over me until her scent was gone.
Thankful I’d brought pajamas, I slipped into the pants and climbed into bed with my back towards Sophie and I fell asleep without saying a word.
What else was there left to say?