Page 16 of Deceitful Dreams

Sophie pauses and turns to face me. “Why are you being so sweet today?”

“What do you mean?” I pull her closer, her breasts pressed against my chest.

She shrugs. “You’re acting like we’re an actual couple, instead of like we’re doomed.”

Leaning past her, I order our custom M&Ms so we can move on from the shop. Then I fix my attention back to her suspicious face and my thumb presses against her frowning lips. “I wasn’t acting like we were doomed. I just knew once I had you, I wouldn’t be able to stop. And I’m treating you like you’re mine because you are. I don’t care if a piece of paper ties me to someone else. I’ll burn that paper and throw it in the trash.”

Her cheeks blush. “Okay. I would like to be yours, even if it’s just for today.”

I nearly growl at her continued reluctance to admit what we are. “Sophie...”

She turns and grabs the bag of our freshly printed candy. Her eyes flicker to mine over her shoulder as she walks away. I follow her like a lost puppy, unwilling to leave her side as she browses the shelves.

“Anything else you want to do? We can stay as long as you want,” I tell her as we walk back onto the sidewalks of the strip.

She shrugs. “I’ve never gambled before. I kind of want to check out the tables or slot machines. Are they as cool as they make them look in the movies?”

I laugh, letting go of her hand to throw my arm around her shoulder and tuck her into my side. “They can be, but not really.”

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Her ass molds perfectly into my hands as I carry her into the room, kicking the door shut behind me. The fury of kisses running along my jaw has me rushing to drop the bags and bring us straight to the bed. We did some more shopping before she opted to come rest in the room before checking out the casinos. I nearly didn’t catch her when she jumped into my arms in the elevator to our suite.

Her little moan vibrates against my skin as her hips rock against my stomach.

I let us fall onto the mattress, keeping my body draped over hers as I seal our lips together. I can still taste the cherries from her slushie, a slushie she begged me to come in again. I’m not even sure I have enough to dump into her pussy tonight, but damn, I’m gonna try.

She moans into my mouth, and my hands move to push up her tank top, freeing her bare breasts and pierced nipples. I suck one into my mouth, kneading the other as she arches her back. When both tips are puckered pink and pointing to the ceiling, I scoot down the bed and kiss a trail down her taut belly.

Unbuttoning her shorts, she lifts to help me pull them and her panties off in two quick tugs. Then I spread her legs, staring down at her glittering red pussy. Everything about her is red, there won’t be another day I live where I won’t be able to see the color without thinking of her.

My mouth settles over her sex, moaning at the fresh taste of her nectar. I push my tongue inside, lapping at her sloppy mess. She’s exquisite. Everything about her makes every inch of me feel alive. Thrusting against the mattress to get some relief for my hard and aching cock, I push two fingers into her.

“Wyatt…” she gasps, rocking her hips to meet the rhythm of my hand.

Her belly dips, the charm dangling over her skin twinkling with the light as her pussy tightens around my fingers, and I can’t look away from her. She enchants me beyond my conscious control. When she said she got me off in my sleep, I should have been disgusted, but my first thought was to record it next time. Eventually, we will live together and I’ll do just that.

I pull out of her, flipping her onto her stomach and digging my fingers into her ass cheeks as I squeeze and spread them. She lets out a scream when I drag my finger up her wet slit and to her tight hole I haven’t touched before.

“Have you been fucked here before?” I spit on her asshole, pressing a finger into her.

She stiffens and is hesitant to answer, which tells me she has and doesn’t want to provoke the jealousy that’s already burning in my gut.

“Let me rephrase. You want Daddy to fuck you here?”

Sophie shakes her head just as I start to pump my finger. “I want you to come inside me.”

“I can come inside your ass,” I tease her, fingering her tight hole a little faster. She rises on her elbows, arching her back and pushing her ass into me.

“No, Daddy.”

Sophie lets out a little yelp when I swat her cheek with a quick smack. The skin ripples and flushes a bright pink, not nearly as red as I’d like. “I don’t enjoy being told no, baby.”

She moans. “Inside my pussy. I like the feeling of your cum dripping out of me.”

My cock swells at her words, forgetting about wanting to stretch her ass.

“Fuck yes. I’ll fill you up with my cum,” I rasp, while I kneel behind her and shove my pants down. Stroking my hard cock, I bend forward and tongue her ass one more time. When her breath hitches and she squirms under my mouth, I pull away and notch my tip at her soaking entrance.

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