Chapter Eleven
Sophie would have assumed last night was a dream if it wasn’t for the well-timed beaming glare of the sun directly in her eyes.
Her pleasantly sore body protested as she snuggled deeper into the comforter, content settled in her heart. Hazy eyes blinked open to the see a mass of green nature and blue sky, and unfortunately, the sun.
As if it physically pained her, she whined lowly in her throat. The arm on top of her naked waist pulled her closer to Alec’s bare chest.
Last night came back in vivid details, her ears burned as she didn’t know how to face the man of every woman’s dirty fantasy. She shouldn’t be self-conscious as he had already seen every inch of her, but she was.
He moved from behind her and littered the back of her neck with soft kisses. A nibble here and there to darken the love-bites from last night, Alec flicked his wicked tongue to sooth the stingy of his bites.
Then his hand moved to cup her cum-stained pussy, finger twirling around her clit as her hips bucked at the sensation. His nail scraped at her engorged button and she mewled lovingly.
“Good morning, Sophie.” he took his fingers from her pussy, it earned him a whine.
Her muffled reply turned into a moan when his hardened cock pressed against her hip.
“Do know that I am not satisfied just yet,” he purred, big hands lifting her hips to meet his pelvis as he knelt.
His thick cock rubbed wetly on her slick juices as his fingers flexed on her hips.
“You were tired last night, dear girl, so I went easy on you. However; now that you’ve slept, I believe we can continue.”
It was embarrassing to realize that her pussy throbbed and became slick with the memories of how his big cock stretched her.
“You want me, don’t you?” his leisurely rolled his hips, the tip of his cock scraped against her slippery button.
“Want you,” she fisted her small hands on the white sheets.
His pretty girl trembled at his touch, fingers traveling up her flawless back and circling around her neck; a hand that had taken lives of innocent and guilty, a hand strong enough to snap bones, and yet his darling girl trusted him to let him wrap his hand around her neck.
She could feel the tip prodding her wet slits and her legs spread wider to let it slip into her warm cunt. He felt bigger in that position, she swallowed thickly and tried to concentrate on the stretch of his girth that touch the edges of pain and pleasure.
Her lips opened for a choked moan when he drew back his hips quickly enough to not allow her pussy to get used to his cock before he plunged his cock back.
He leaned back, part of him wanted to be as close to her as possible, but he wanted to watch.
Watch how her ass fitted in his palms, how her little tight pussy could take his thick cock—especially how her trembling body struggle to ground herself to reality of being split obscenely wide by his length.
“Alec,” she whispered repeatedly, and he decided that it was his favorite sound.