Page 51 of While You Sleep

I’m not sure why I’d kept it, other than I’d wanted Sophia to see me differently than I’d always seen myself. “Because you are so beautiful, pet, that I can’t keep my eyes off you.”

She blinked down at me, an exhale shaking out of her. “You really think I’m beautiful?”

“Aye, pet.” How could she not know? “You’re my sleeping beauty.”

Her gaze searched my face for several seconds, then her arms tightened around my neck, and she kissed me, the first kiss Sophia had ever initiated between us. Her tongue was hot and slick, and I could taste the wine she’d been drinking. She squirmed on my lap, pressing against me. I slid my hand up her thigh, her hot, smooth skin against my rough palm, and squeezed. I didn’t take over the kiss, though, I let her lead. I wanted her to show me how much she wanted me, to feel it, without eclipsing her need with my own. To know that she wanted me as much as I did her. Her hand slid over my jaw, her fingers into my hair, holding me to her as her mouth moved over mine, as her tongue dueled with mine.

I slid my hand higher, and she whimpered against my mouth, pressing closer, wriggling on my lap, and my hard cock strained against my pants.

“You need something, pet?” I said against her lips.

“Yes.”

“Say it.”

“I want you, Cillian. Please, I want you.”

I lifted her off my lap, stood, took her hand, and led her from the room and down the hall. I opened the door to Dec’s office and led her inside, then turned the lock. “How badly do you want it, Soph?”

“So bad.”

I kissed her again, so fucking hungry for her. She whimpered against my lips, her hands dropping to my belt, clumsily trying to undo it. I backed her up to the desk, grabbed her hands, and spun her around, bending her over it, then shoved up her dress.

I kicked her legs out so they were spread. “You want it hard, pet?”

“Y-yes. Fuck me like you wanted to the first time you watched me sleep,” she said, arching her back.

Jesus fucking Christ. She’d asked for the monster more than once now. I could see how wet she was without even touching her, her panties clung to her pussy. Gripping them, I dragged them off and shoved them in my pocket, then I freed my cock and pressed the head to her slick pussy. “Are you lying in your bed, Sophia?”

She nodded, whimpering. “Y-yes.”

“Sweet little Sophia, all alone, pussy so empty and aching, dreaming about the monster who sneaks into your room to take what he wants?”

“Yes, oh god. Take it,” she moaned, pushing her round ass back, trying to impale herself on my cock.

Grabbing her hips, I slammed inside her. She cried out, her core instantly clutching me tight. I slapped her round ass. She wanted to feel helpless, the monster’s object. She got off on what I’d done, watching her, wanting her. “Quiet, no one will help you now, dirty girl.” I leaned in and pressed my mouth to her ear. “No one else gets to hear the sounds you make when you get fucked. Only me.”

I gripped her hips and gave her what she wanted. I fucked her hard, pounding her tight pussy like it was my full-time job.

When she groaned, I swatted her ass again. “Quiet.”

She gasped. “I…I can’t.”

I came down on top of her, covering her mouth with my hand, muffling her cries. “Has my sleeping beauty woken up with the monster’s fat cock inside her?”

Her pussy spasmed around me, and she nodded, eyes glazed with pleasure.

“Fucking dripping.” I gripped her ass with my other hand and spread her wider. “Gonna fuck this ass one day soon. Gonna claim every fucking part of you, pet.”

Her pussy spasmed around me, and she shrieked against my fingers, already coming for me. I pressed her harder into the desk, covered her mouth more firmly, and slammed into her, hard and fast, fucking her like the fucked-up monster I was, just the way she wanted. “That’s my good fucking girl,” I said against her ear, her muffled cries growing louder. “Take it. Fucking take it, Sophia.”

As soon as I said it, the convulsions of her pussy, that had started to slow, contracted hard, and her eyes rolled back. Her tight cunt gripped my cock repeatedly as she came a second time.

“Fucking made for me, Sophia. Every fucking inch of you is mine.” I slammed into her again and again, but I was struggling to hold back, especially after the way she’d just come for me. I loosened my grip on her mouth, and she instantly grabbed my hand and sucked one of my fingers into her hot mouth, shattering my control completely. I bit her shoulder and pulsed hard inside her, filling her up, over and over, shuddering and groaning.

Panting, I kissed her shoulder where I’d fucking bitten her and rocked into her until I was completely spent. I didn’t move right away. I stayed buried inside her, kissing along her shoulder and up the side of her throat. “Can’t get enough of you. So beautiful, my perfect wee wife. My precious beauty.” The words tumbled from me as if they were coming from someone else, and there was no stopping them. I breathed in her vanilla-and-cinnamon scent, like a fucking addict getting a fix.

Her lashes fluttered. “You don’t…you don’t need to pretend to be someone else anymore, Cillian. I don’t need you to be someone else.”

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