Page 14 of Phoenix's Redemption

We locked eyes as she circled the head of my cock with her fingertips, a torture tease before taking it into her mouth. A groan rumbled from somewhere deep within me. “You love to watch me go weak when you do that.”

Her cheeks hollowed with each suck, her lips smacking softly against me in answer.

"Goddamn," I breathed out between gritted teeth as she took more of me into her warm mouth.

Her lips left a warm trail of moisture as they slid up and down my shaft. I was drunk on her- her mouth velvet hot, the feel of her hair brushing against my thighs as steamy air washed over our skin. I was on the verge of coming between her soft lips. “Sophie, stop.”

She paused, confusion briefly written on her face. I took her by the shoulders and pulled her up. "I need you. I want to be inside you."

Sophie nodded, pushing herself back against me. Her bare pussy was glistening as she maneuvered herself onto the edge of the marble bench. She lifted a suggestive eyebrow at me before spreading those legs and settling herself closer to the edge.

In that moment, my hand faltered as I realized I didn't have protection. Panic fell on me before I met Sophie's gaze.

"I don't have..." My words trailed off as she stopped me with a gentle finger to my lips.

"It's okay. I'm on the pill.”

A rush of relief flooded through me, and the lust that had been building only got stronger. I could see the desire reflected in her eyes.

"Are you sure?" I asked, wanting to make sure she was comfortable with the situation.

She nodded again, her eyes locked on mine as she stood up, offering her body to me. "I trust you, Liam."

With those words, I positioned myself behind her. She leaned back against my chest, her skin warm and slick from the steam. I could feel her bare muscles moving as she inhaled deeply, her heartbeat thrumming against my chest. I slid my hand between her legs, feeling the wetness that coated her inner lips.

I didn't need words anymore. My cock throbbed at the thought of sinking into her warmth, of us being one.

With a groan, I guided her back onto the marble bench, my body covering hers completely. I could feel her wetness as she grinded her hips against my cock, urging me forward.

“I want to feel you inside me. No barriers.”

Her words sent a surge of raw desire through me, and I positioned myself at her entrance. I thrust forward with a growl.

She gasped in pleasure, wrapping her legs around my waist as I began to move inside her. Our sweat-slicked bodies slid against each other, the only sound in the room was our heavy breathing and my balls smacking against her firm little heart-shaped ass.

The steam covered us, intensifying the sensation of our skin touching. To me, this was more than just sex; it was a union of two people desperate for each other.

Each thrust brought with it a new wave of pleasure. Her pussy gripped me tightly, drawing me deeper into her body.

As we continued to fuck with a frenzy, I got closer to the point of no return. There was a rush of emotions: love, desire, protectiveness. I had never felt this way about anyone before. It was both terrifying and satisfying at once.

“Soph,” I moaned her name as I felt myself nearing the edge.

The thought of releasing myself inside her was too much for me to bear. I thrust harder and faster, my body tensing up as the orgasm ripped through me.

I came inside her with a hoarse cry, my cock twitching as wave after wave of pleasure washed over me. Sophie's fingers dug into my shoulders. In that moment, I was hers and she was mine.

I could feel her wetness seeping from her as she came, our bodies joined as one.

We lay there. I swore I heard our hearts racing in sync. Or maybe it was the blood rushing between my ears as every part of my body was aware of Sophie. The room was filled with heat, steam, and quiet. I could stay anywhere as long as she was with me. The thought made me even more relaxed and satisfied.

Then Sophie pushed at my chest. I lifted myself off her. She sprung from the bench. "We can't let anyone find out about this.” Her voice was low and quiet, filled with a strange sense of loneliness.

I watch her gather her towel around her body before throwing the steam room door open. The air she let in glazed over me like a sheet of ice. I should have known better than to let myself go like that. But Sophie had this way about her, drawing me in without even trying.

"Wait," I called. She didn’t turn back, walking away to the women’s locker room without a glance. The door closed shut.

I remained in the steam room, staring at the closed door as if expecting it to magically open again. What had we done? I knew Sophie was right to leave, to keep distance between us.

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