“Yeah,” I said. “I guess not.”
I set down the controller. Got to my feet. Action before thought. And then I was in it, walking toward her, watching that smile illuminate her face, and I wouldn’t have changed it if I could.
“You think you’re gonna get one more in before I’m the boss of you?” she asked, cocking her hip. “You think you’re gonna get that lucky?”
“I think you’re going to get lucky,” I said, coming right up to her, so tight. So close that when she took a breath her tits brushed my chest. I reached down and palmed her ass, fitting the tight globe of it into my hand. She opened her mouth to say something sassy and I smacked her ass, making her gasp, and then I crouched, put my shoulder in her stomach, and lifted her off her feet, making her squeal.
Her bedroom was dark and quiet, and by some unwritten rule, so were we. Silent, our hands over each other’s bodies were careful and light. Like we were just finding our way in the dark. She pulled off my sweats, leaving my shirt. I pulled down her shorts and my fingers found her wet. So fucking willing.
Lying by her side, I curled one hand around the back of her neck, holding her still, and with the other hand I spread her wide open. Put one leg over my knees.
“Be still,” I whispered to her face in the shadows. I could see the glimmer of her eyes and the curve of her cheek. I kissed her as softly and as sweetly as I’d always wanted to.
If I knew anything about her, she’d scoff at the idea of being cherished. But that’s what I did. I cherished her. Her mouth, that sweet place between her legs. I made her arch and pant and beg.
“Sam,” she whispered against my lips. “Please.”
I shook my head because I only had now. I only had this. And it had to keep me for a long, long time. But Sophie reached down and found my aching cock, wet from the come I could not control, leaking from the top.
This is so rare, I wanted to say to her. This is so special. I never thought I would have this. But I kissed her ferociously to keep those words inside my mouth. She jacked me like she knew just what I liked, but then I realized she was learning me the same way I was learning her. Paying attention to the way I arched into her hands. Moaned against her neck.
“Like that,” she whispered, and I nodded, beyond words. So close to orgasm it was torture.
“Wait,” she said, and I groaned, but lifted my fingers, wet from her body, to her stomach, where I felt the trembling of her muscles. “Is there a reason you’re not fucking me?” she asked. “Like at the warehouse and earlier. Is this…all you want to do? Because that’s cool, but if there’s a chance I can get this cock inside—”
Action before thought. I rolled on top of her, shoving her knees out wide with mine, and I thrust so high and hard inside of her that she screamed, arching like a bow between me and the bed. “Oh fuck, yes. Yes!” she cried. Her fingernails deep in my back. Her legs a vice around my hips.
It was heaven. It was everything I’d never had the balls to imagine with Sophie. She fit me like no woman had ever fit me before. I gritted my teeth against the tide of my orgasm and braced my head against her chest.
“Fuck,” she breathed. “What…” She thrust her hips, fucking me in shallow little motions that made my brain go blank. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing. Not one fucking thing.” I took a deep breath, looked up into her glittering eyes. “Condoms?”
“I’m on the pill.”
Oh sweet Jesus. Yes.
“I’m clean. Medically—”
“Me too.”
And that was all I needed. On my knees, her hips in my hands. She braced herself against the headboard and I fucked her like I was dying. Like I was living. I fucked her until the orgasm was on me and I put my fingers against her clit, just the way I’d learned she’d liked, and she exploded. Her body a fist around my cock. Her body shaking and sweating. Everything so good. So perfect. A man like me didn’t deserve this kind of moment. I didn’t know what to do with it. How long I could hold on to it. What came after it?
My brain and the demons inside of it almost took this away from me, but I held on to her. Held on to Sophie.
I came, shaking and shuddering and grateful, against her. And when her hands came up to hold me, I’d never been so happy.
And I knew I never would again.