“You’re so beautiful,” I breathe, then dip my head to suck a pebbled, rosy peak between my lips.

I suck it deep into my mouth as I pinch the other one, rolling it between my fingers and eliciting the sexiest sounds from Sophie’s mouth. I switch sides and her back arches. I lick and nip at her flesh until she’s writhing beneath me, then I kiss her mouth hard before pulling away and straightening.

She watches me with hooded eyes as I unknot my tie and pull it from my collar. I slowly unbutton my dress shirt, and she sits up, her small pink tongue darting out to wet her lips. Her eyes follow my every movement, growing brighter with each inch of skin I reveal.

Once the last button is free, I shrug out of the shirt and let it drop to the floor. Sophie’s gaze burns a path over my chest before trailing down to my waist. I reach for the button on my slacks, and her chest starts to heave with anticipation.

“Lay back,” I say, my voice thick and deep.

She drops back to the mattress, and her instant compliance––when I’d expected her usual sass––is nearly my undoing. I hold it together, somehow, and as soon as my pants drop to the floor, I lean over to yank her shorts and underwear down her legs.

I take a second to memorize the way she looks in this moment, her pale skin rosy with need as she lays naked before me, her legs parted as they hang over the edge of the mattress. She’s luminous, a glorious angel of fire with that blazing red hair spread across the bed.

Bending over, I press a reverent kiss to her stomach before peppering light pecks southward. Stopping just above her mound, I lift my head to look at her face. Her eyes blink open before she lifts her own head from the mattress to meet my gaze.

“Jared,” she breathes, her eyes filled with desperation.

A shiver races down my spine at the sound of my name on her lips in that husky, sex-drunk tone. I grip her inner thighs, pushing them apart to stare down at her glistening pussy. She’s swollen and wet, and I run a fingertip lightly over her folds, making her tremble.

“Do you want my tongue, Sophie?” I ask.

She nods, then clears her throat. “Yes. Please…sir.”

That last word was an afterthought, a last-second decision that sends a jolt of need through me. Dipping my head, I run my tongue along her slit, pushing it between her folds to find her clit. Her gasp is the sweetest song, her groan a symphony.

She chants my name as I lap at her, lifting her hips to increase the pressure. Placing one hand on her abdomen, I hold her down as I devour her. My free hand slides up her thigh, kneading it as I suck her clit. Finding her opening, I slowly dip a fingertip inside. She’s so fucking wet and tight, making my cock feel like it’s going to explode if it gets any harder.

Her inner walls flutter and squeeze around my finger, pulling it deeper inside her. My tongue flicks at her clit as her moans beg for more, and I pull my finger out, adding a second one before driving it back into her. Curling them, I find that secret spot inside her and rub it, making her shout.

She tightens around my digits, and I know she’s close, my tongue lashing her clit as I pump my fingers faster and faster. Her body tenses, freezing in place just before she explodes. Her channel grips my fingers like a vise, then floods with moisture. Pulling my fingers free, I replace them with my tongue, lapping up every drop she gives me as her body shudders through the orgasm.

When she finally melts into a puddle on the mattress, I lick her slit with the flat of my tongue one last time before lifting up to look at her. She’s still panting, her head tilted back with her eyes squeezed shut as she tries to catch her breath.

I’ve never seen anything so beautiful in my entire life.

When she finally opens her eyes to meet mine, her lips curl up into a wide smile. “That was…”

She trails off, shaking her head gently before a soft laugh rumbles out of her. Straightening, I shuffle forward, pressing against her so she can feel how hard I am beneath my boxer briefs. She sucks in a sharp breath, moaning quietly as her smile drops and her eyes pool with need.

“You want more, Red?” I ask her, making my nickname sound like a love letter instead of the derogatory way I’ve used it before.

One corner of her mouth lifts into a smirk, and her eyes dance with anticipation.

“Yes, sir.”

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