Page 9 of Sophia, Property of Tracker

“I’m not done with you yet,” I explain, as I unbutton my shirt and cuffs and tear it off, tossing it on the floor.

“Oh!” She leans on her forearms, watching me as I unbuckle my jeans and zip them open. Her eyes are glued to my cock, and I know she will be surprised when she sees me bare. I know I’m big and have a wide girth compared to other men.

Sliding my jeans along with my cotton boxers down my legs, I kick them off and smile when I notice Sophia’s mouth is wide open, gaping at my standing-at-attention package.

“See something you like?”

She doesn’t reply. She nods as I stand there naked, my cock so aroused that it hits my navel.

With my hands on my hips, I let her get her fill of me. I can only imagine what I look like to this conservative woman. A sleeve tattoo on one arm of a dragon with flames firing from its nostrils. Another tattoo of a gun with the words ‘Pleasant are the Peacemakers’ is on my other arm, a tattoo suitable for my line of work as an FBI agent.

I work out daily, so I’ve got muscles in all the right places with a six-pack on full display. And then a cock that’s over average size.

Nodding her head at my question, I smirk and kneel on the edge of the bed.

Sophia drops back, and I slide up her body and rest between her thighs. She immediately wraps her legs around me, and I feel the heels of her feet putting pressure on my butt. Smiling, I discover that she’s hot again for me.

With both hands holding the side of her face, I say, “You’re so damn beautiful, do you know that?” Chewing on her bottom lip, her hands slide over my shoulder and down my back, resting her hands on my butt cheeks. She smiles, shaking her head. “Well, you are… and so fuckin’ hot. I want to be so deep inside you. Are you ready to take me? All of me?” I ask as I move my hips, allowing my cock to slide between her wet folds. Loving how wet she is for me, she groans and lifts her butt off the bed, trying to get me to enter her.

“Please,” she pleads, her eyes begging me for more.

I tease her a little bit more and rotate my hips. “Are you protected?”

“Am I what?” she asks as my hand moves between our bodies, where I flick her clit and rotate my finger around it.

“Are you on something? Protected?” I hope like fuck she says yes because I have no condoms on me. Sex wasn’t something that entered my mind when I packed my bag to look for Tate.

“Yes.” She gasps as I push one finger inside her. “I’m on the pill.”

“Thank, fuck.” I growl as I lean down and take her mouth to mine. Our tongues tangle with one another’s, and I get drunk on her taste. My mouth leaves hers, and I make my way down her neck, sucking and licking on my way to her breasts, something I’ve wanted to do ever since she stripped for me.

Taking her erect nipple into my mouth, I suck and pull on it with my teeth.

She begs me for more. “Ryan, please… I need you.”

The sound of my name on her lips has me giving into her command. I give her nipple one last lick before I enter her hot pussy inch by inch, loving how easily I fit inside her. She arches her back, and I hold still as she takes me fully.

“So fuckin’ perfect,” I state, taking her mouth to mine once again while thrusting in and out of her wetness. She moans, and I catch the sound in my mouth nipping and sucking at her bottom lip. Her nails dig into my back, and I feel them pierce my skin.

“So fuckin’ beautiful,” I murmur against her lips.

My mouth leaves hers again, desperate to taste every inch of her. I want to explore her entire body and taste every single curve and softness of her skin. I want to suck on her skin, then bite and claim it as mine so every other fucker knows she belongs to me.

I know I’m a sick fucker, but there’s something about Sophia that has me acting all caveman.

Placing small wet kisses on her jaw, I make my way to her ear and suck her lobe into my mouth. I peck her on the cheek, then I move to her neck, where I suck and bite, leaving a mark. She cries out, and I lick my tongue over the mark I have created, smiling to myself, knowing what my intentions are.

I’ve only just met this woman, and she’s driving me fucking wild, bringing out the beast in me. A beast I never knew existed. I never felt this way when I was with Riley. I never had the need to own her. Don’t get me wrong, the sex was good, but this feels right, like Sophia’s body was made for mine. She’s so tight and warm, and I fit perfectly inside her.

I lift my head and look down at her. She’s so lost in the throes of passion that her eyes are squeezed shut. Gripping her face between my hands, I pause, and her eyes snap open, a frown appearing between her brows. “Why did you stop?” She pants, barely able to get out a word as her breathing comes out fast.

“Look at me, Sophia. I want your eyes on me.”

She nods swiftly, and I begin to enter her again. I pull out with the tip of my cock still inside her.

Sophia’s eyes are hooded, and she smiles up at me. “This feels so good.”

Leaning down, I peck her on her lips, then plunge deep inside, making sure I don’t miss any reaction on her face. This might sound crazy because she’s not a virgin, and I sure as hell am not, but I feel like I’m making love for the first time. She’s so tight that she makes me want to get lost in her and forget everything else but us.

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