Truly Mine - (Mason & Sophie 1, Roommate Duet 3)

The moment we step inside, I lock the door behind me and immediately pull her into my chest. Tangling my hands in her hair, I cover her mouth with mine and beg for more.

“I have a confession,” she murmurs.

“Confession is for sinners, sweet Sophie,” I tease, wrapping a hand around her waist, then sliding it down to her ass. “Are you a sinner?”

The corner of her lips tilts up knowingly. “Aren’t we all?”

Grinning, I nod.

“I’ve never done this before,” she states shyly. I perk up a brow, then she continues. “I mean, with a stranger. Or in a bar bathroom.” My shoulders relax as I hear the nervousness in her voice. “D-do you have a condom?”

I nearly choke on the thick air surrounding us. Her bold question takes me off guard, but my cock hardens at her words. She wants this as badly as I do.

“Yeah, I do.” I stare at her, unable to take my eyes off her beautiful face.

“Then you better start kissing me, Sinner.” Sophie grabs my waist, closing the gap between us, and I cup her face, fusing our lips together in a heated battle of need.

Moving my lips down her neck, I suck on her collarbone, then flatten my tongue and slide it up to her ear. “You taste delicious. So damn sweet, Sophie.”

She moans as I take her earlobe between my teeth and bite. “I want to taste you every-fucking-where.” I growl as she rubs her palm against my erection.

“Mmm yes.” Sophie’s head falls back as I suck on the spot between her neck and shoulder. My hands find the hem of her shirt, and I feel her smooth skin beneath my fingers, craving more. I undo her shorts and feel her lace panties, and as soon as I slide my hand inside, she gasps.

“Are you wet for me?” I drawl, tipping her chin so our lips meet. My finger rubs down her slit, and I feel her arousal coating it. “Fuck, you are.”

Sophie nods as I effortlessly sink inside her. She fists my shirt as a moan releases from her throat, her eyes rolling to the back of her head as I twist my finger and dive deeper.

“You like that?” I ask, my voice hoarse.

“Yes. Oh God, yes.” Her eyes flutter as she bites down on her lower lip. I have no doubt she’d be moaning much louder if we didn’t have to be cautious of a possible audience outside.

Pulling back slightly, I slide two fingers inside, then thrust harder and faster, wanting to feel her tighten around them. Sophie’s breaths quicken, and I use my free hand to cup the nape of her neck and slant my mouth over hers, kissing through her rapid panting.

I bring my thumb to her clit and rub circles around her throbbing bud, knowing she’s already so damn close. Within seconds, I feel her body shaking and tightening. I capture her long-drawn-out moan with my mouth, kissing the fuck out of her as she comes hard and fast.

“Jesus Christ.” I remove my hand from her panties and wrap my lips around my fingers. “So goddamn sweet. Just as I knew you’d be. Sweet Sophie.”

She looks at me with hooded eyes as she tries to catch her breath. Without another word, she undoes my jeans and pulls them down just enough to grab my cock out of my boxers. The minute I feel her touch, I lose the ability to speak. Sophie wraps her hand around my shaft, giving it long and fast strokes as I groan against her lips.

“Fuck, that feels so good,” I tell her, encouraging more. “I want you.”

Sophie responds with a strangled moan against my mouth. “Yes,” she says, her voice rough with desperation and desire.

I lift her shirt, cupping her breast and wrapping a hand around her backside, pulling her body closer to mine. Like Sophie, I’ve never done this in a grungy bathroom in an almost public place, but I’m not letting her go. Wishing I could devour her and take my time to cherish her the way she deserves, I vow to do just that if I’m lucky enough to see her again after this.

Before it’s too late, I reach for my wallet and grab a condom. She takes it from my fingers with a smile. “Let me.”

Fuck yes.

Lowering my boxers and jeans a bit more, she slides it over me, my cock hard and so goddamn ready for her.

“Oh, sweet Sophie,” I muse, slanting my mouth over hers before pulling back slightly. “I have a feeling you’re going to ruin me in more ways than one.”

“All sinners have their kryptonite,” she taunts, then pulls off her shirt.

“If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were the devil in red lace.” I admire her bra and the way it shows off her perfect breasts that I want to suck.