I revel in the feel of her tight cunt opening up to me as I push in. Her walls squeeze my cock like a vice as I bury myself to the hilt. My pelvis rests against her ass checks and my balls hang against her clit.
“Oh god,” she moans, her fingers twisting in the sheets.
My fingers flex on her hips and I already struggle not to come.
“You feel so good, ” I tell her as I move. I slide in and out of her tight pussy as she pushes against me with every stroke. I thrust harder, wanting to be as far as I can inside her. She falls forward and I follow her down, slipping my cock back inside her as I slide my arms under her body and wrap them around her. I’ve never fucked someone so hard, my movements aren’t my own with the way I want to consume her.
“Oh god, oh god, oh god,” she screams into the bed, shaking in my hold as her cunt pulses around my cock. I follow her into the bliss, filling her with my cum. I bite down on her shoulder, thrusting with the last few quick jerks of my release. Sophie shudders, panting loudly with a little whimper as I pull back and smile at the red indents of my teeth.
I trace the marks with my finger. “One day, baby. I’m going to give you something a little more permanent.”
Chapter Ten
Sophie
Rolling down the window, I inhale sharply and smile. The distinct saltiness in the air settles in my heart, welcoming me home.
“Excited?” Wyatt chuckles beside me.
I settle back into my seat, sticking my tongue out at him. “You never know what you miss till it’s gone.”
He hums, turning off into our neighborhood. Strange nerves churn in my stomach the closer we get to the house. As if my body is finally realizing that I’ve been sleeping with my mom’s husband the past week. And I don’t know where that leaves Wyatt and I. Was it just a week of fun? Does he want to keep doing it? Can I keep doing it and look my mom in the eyes?
Bile rises in my throat, and I wrap my arm around my belly. He glances over at me, his eyebrows furrowing.
“Sophie?”
I shake my head, unable to form the words to express how I’m feeling. Wyatt reaches over, pulling my hand off my stomach and entwining his fingers with mine.
“Hey. Calm down. Everything will be okay,” he whispers softly.
His reassurances don’t do much. My mind won’t stop spiraling, thinking about everything we’ve done without a care in the world the past week. Without the proof of the one we would hurt with our actions, it was easy to forget. Out of sight, out of mind.
And the worst part is that I don’t regret it. I loved every moment I spent with Wyatt, I don’t want to give him up. Jealousy tears up my insides because my mom is married to him, and I want him to be mine.
“I don’t want to let you go,” I choke out in a hoarse whisper.
Wyatt pulls the car over. We’re in front of a random house a street away from mine. He turns in his seat, cupping my cheek while tucking my loose hair behind my ear. “Sophie, what makes you think I want to let you go?”
I lick my drying lips. “She’s your wife.”
“And you’re my baby,” he says softly. He kisses my forehead, resting there for a moment before pulling away. “I promise you I’ve never felt about anyone the way I feel about you. I’m not giving you up, okay?”
Tears well up in my eyes. “But my mom…”
He swallows, his face twisting like he tastes something sour. He lets go of me to learn back into his seat. “I’ll figure it out. I need to talk to my lawyer first.”
Wyatt glances back at me, uncertainty shining in his gaze. “Don’t give up on us.”
I’m not sure how he could ask that of me when he’s a few minutes away from reuniting with his wife, and I’ll become a dirty secret kept in the dark. He must see the insecurity on my face because his fingers twist into my hair and he kisses me. I melt into his mouth, feeling instantly calmer from his touch and taste.
“Believe in us, Sophie. I do. I want you more than anything.”
I try to nod but he holds me tight. “Are you going to sleep with her?” I ask.
“No,” he says vehemently.
Relief sails through me, but I shake my head. “She’ll suspect something is up.”