The Rivals

My voice came out gruff. “You’re so beautiful.”

Though she was standing before me practically naked, my words seemed to make her blush.

“Thank you.”

I started to undress myself, taking my time as the tension between us built. Like her, I let my shirt fall to the floor, and then removed my pants. Sophia’s eyes dropped to the noticeable bulge in my boxers, and I practically growled when she licked her lips.

“Fuck, Soph. Don’t look at me like that.”

She sucked her bottom lip in. “Like what?”

“Like you want me to put you on your knees with your hair wrapped around my fist while I feed you my cock.”

Her eyes twinkled, and her lips curved to a devilish smirk. “Take off your boxers.”

Fuck.

I shook my head. “Get over here.”

The minute she pushed her warm tits up against my chest, I lost my last sliver of self-control. With my hands in her hair, I not-so-gently tugged her face up to meet mine.

All hell broke loose after that. Sophia pushed down my boxers, her fingernails scraping my skin in the frenzy to get them off, and I took her taut nipple between my teeth and tugged until I heard her breath catch. She wrapped one leg around my waist and hoisted herself up, climbing me like a fucking tree. If I’d had any doubt whether she was ready, that went out the window. Her pussy was soaked as she rocked up and down, coating me with her juices.

“I want you,” she groaned.

I sat on the edge of the bed with her in my lap. Sophia’s arms shook as she wrapped her hands around my neck and lifted herself enough to take me into her body. I felt the heat of her warm pussy slip over the head of my cock, and then she stopped. We had no condom on. I was just about to say something, but Sophia beat me to it.

“I…I’m on the pill. And I got tested before I left London. There hasn’t been anyone since.”

And here I was thinking her letting me kiss her, letting me look at her beautiful face while I was inside her, was the biggest gift she could give me. But this—this was so much more. Trust.

I looked into her eyes. “I’m clean. It’s been years since I’ve been with a woman without, and I get tested regularly.”

Sophia nodded and leaned in to kiss me as she started to lower herself. But I wasn’t having that. I’d let her take control, ride me as slow or as fast as she wanted, but I needed to see her tonight. So I held her face a few inches from mine. I saw the confusion in her eyes.

“I’m game for however you want it—fast, slow, on top, or underneath me, but I want to watch you.”

Her eyes searched mine before she nodded. Then she lifted again and slowly pushed onto me. It took everything in my power to not buck my hips and surge up to fill her all at once. But she’d given me so much tonight, and I wanted to give her something I usually held tightly—control.

“Beautiful.” I looked down between us and watched my cock inching into her pussy. “Just fucking beautiful.”

She smiled so sweetly before closing her eyes. Then in one swift motion, she sank all the way down, sucking me into her body until her ass was flush with my lap.

“Jesus Christ,” I muttered.

Sophia’s eyes fluttered open. I probably sounded like the biggest pussy ever, but I swear the moment felt holy. Her eyes were glazed with lust, her skin so creamy and radiant, and a single ray of light shone across her body. She looked angelic, and even though she was on top, there was something in her face that let me know she’d just surrendered.

“I…I….” she said.

I smiled. “I know, baby.”

We began to move together. Sophia rocked back and forth, and I thrust up and down. She was wrapped around me so tight, it felt like a fist gripping my cock.

“Weston…” she moaned. “More…”

Fuck yes.

I lifted her until the tip of my cock was barely inside her. Then in one swift motion, I pulled her down on top of me hard.

She moaned again.

So I did it a second time.

Another moan.

I lifted again, and this time, when I yanked her back down onto my cock, I thrust up at the same time.

She moaned louder.

Over and over, we grinded and gasped, pushed and pulled, slammed in and slid out, until I could no longer tell the end of Sophia’s moan and the beginning of her next. It all became one beautiful song.

Her eyes rolled back in her head and the wall of her muscles clenched down around me. “Wes…”

“Right here, baby. Right here.”

“Please,” she moaned. “Please.”

“Tell me what you want.”

She stuttered. “Come…come inside me. Come now.”

I didn’t need to be told twice. With one last thrust, I planted myself to the root. My body shook, consumed with everything Sophia—her smell, her taste, the way she moaned my name over and over as she came all over my cock, the feeling of her nails digging into my back, her tits pressed against my chest, her ass cheeks resting on my balls. I was utterly and completely lost in this moment…in this woman.