I traced my fingertip over Sophie’s bottom lip, down the hollow of her throat, and between her full breasts. Her eyes closed as her lips parted while her back arched towards me. My fingertip continued to drift around the outside of her breast and ended at her aroused nipple.
I leaned my head down and took it between my teeth, alternating sucking and circling with my tongue. Her hands flew to my hair, pulling me closer as she panted for more. My mouth never left her breast as my fingers slid down to the lace waistband of her panties. I hooked my thumbs in the fabric and slipped them down her silky thighs, then eased back and admired the sight before me. Damn, Sophie was perfect—every fucking inch of her.
I lifted her in my arms and carried her into the kitchen, then carefully lowered her down on the table. Once her back was flat against it, I leaned down and began trailing kisses down her stomach. As I knelt between her legs, I lifted her left thigh and rested it on my shoulder. The scent of her sweet arousal had my cock throbbing. A light hiss slipped through her teeth the second I brushed my fingertip across her center.
Her back arched up from the table when I began kneading her clit with my thumb. Wanting more, she started rocking her hips forward, grinding against my fingers. It wasn’t long before her breaths became strained, signaling that she was getting close. I needed to taste her and immediately moved my mouth to her clit, nipping and sucking relentlessly as my fingers continued their torturous rhythm.
“Oh God!” she cried out, her fingers scrambling for the edge of the table, desperate for something to hold on to.
“Oh, no, not yet, baby girl. You’re not coming until my cock is buried inside you.” I quickly stood, then dropped my hands to my belt buckle. I made quick work of my remaining clothes, kicking them to the side. I stood there for a moment, letting her greedy eyes drift over me before I stepped back over to the table.
Sophie lowered her gaze and watched as I took my length in hand and slowly began stroking it. Her expression changed from wonder to hunger as she sat up and reached for me, taking my cock with her silky, soft hand. She ran her fist up and down my thick shaft, pumping me until I couldn’t take another second. “Damn it, woman. You’re gonna be the fucking end of me.”
After lying back down on the table, she spread open her legs, waiting for me to stake my claim. Fuck. She wanted it, and she wanted me to know it. Quickly, I leaned down and grabbed my jeans, then pulled out a condom from my wallet. She bit her lip and eagerly watched as I rolled it down my length. My arousal was growing with every breath as I turned and stepped over to her. “You ready for me?”
“More than ready.”
All the anticipation that had been building between us was at an all-time high as I settled between her thighs, rubbing my cock against her entrance. She writhed against the table, ready and waiting for me to bury myself inside her.
I leaned forward on my forearms and immediately felt her gasp as the tip raked against her soft flesh before I drove inside her with one swift thrust. Her muscles instantly constricted around me, causing my breath to hitch.
Heaven.
Absolute heaven.
Unable to resist, I pulled back and once again drove inside her. At first, my rhythm was slow and steady, but I couldn’t hold back any longer.
I grabbed her left calf and placed it over my right shoulder, then slammed into her again and again, relishing her ivory skin as it started to turn a pinkish hue. Damn, Sophie looked and felt so unbelievably good. I couldn’t imagine anything feeling better, but I was a greedy bastard who needed more.
I lowered her calf, then slipped my hands underneath her and flipped her over on her stomach with the tips of her toes barely touching the floor. I twisted my fingers in her hair, giving a hard tug as I plowed into her once again. My hand drifted down between her legs, my fingers teasing her exposed clit as my dick thrust up against her g-spot. Sophie’s entire body began to shake.
She moaned as she clutched the edge of the table. “Oh God! Don’t stop!”
“No God here, baby. Just me ... All fucking me.”
Completely mesmerized by the sound of our bodies colliding together, I drove into her again—harder, faster. She reared back against me, meeting my every thrust. Seconds later, her orgasm took hold, I could feel her heat clamping down on my cock, and it was all I could do not to come right then. I wasn’t ready for this to end. Not yet. I tried my damnedest to stop myself from going over the edge as I gritted my teeth and continued to hammer deep inside her.