Page 59 of Before It Was Love

“You feel good,” I rumble as we find our rhythm.

I pump in and out of her until I don’t know where she ends and I begin. Until I don’t care about how Sophia is my best brother’s sister. Or my mentor’s daughter.

I don’t care about anything but how good she feels. The sound of my balls slapping her reverberates around the room and eggs me on.

I increase my pace until I’m sweating from the effort. Until my balls pull up tight and my entire body tingles with my impending orgasm.

“Are you going to come for me, little Sophia?”

Her walls squeeze me in response.

“I love how your pussy feels. I love how wet it is. I love how it squeezes me and sucks me in.”

“Flynn,” she moans.

“Come for me, my temptress. Come all over my cock.”

“Flynn!” she screams as her climax hits.

I let myself go. My rhythm fails as my orgasm barrels toward me.

“Fuck,” I groan as it hits me. “Sophia.”

I continue to pump into her until I’m completely spent. I kiss her lips briefly before rolling off of her and collapsing on my back.

“Let me catch my breath and then we’re doing that again.”

Sophia giggles. “Oh goodie.”

I skate my hand over the side of her body. A body I’m quickly becoming obsessed with. I never thought the real-life Sophia could be as good as my dream Sophia.

I was wrong. She’s better. And she’s all mine.

Chapter 19

Memories are not a girl’s best friend.

Sophia

Iwake surrounded by the scent of wood chips and teak oil.Flynn.Flynn is in this bed with me. His arm is wrapped around my waist. His warmth surrounds me.

My smile probably stretches from ear to ear. This is everything I’ve ever wanted. My dream come true. Flynn Ryland is in my bed after spending the night proving a woman can never have too many orgasms.

I start to roll over to him but then I remember.

“Last night was a mistake.”

“I should have kept my hands to myself.”

“I’m sorry I kissed you. It was a mistake.”

“I’m not attracted to her.”

“She’s a little sister to me.”

I freeze. What if he wakes and decides last night was a mistake? I don’t know if I can handle being referred to as a mistake again.

Or what if he makes it clear I’m just another conquest to him? That I’m not special? That I’m just another warm body for the night?

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