Page 110 of Trying Sophie

“You ain’t seen nothing yet,” I said, flipping her onto her stomach.

Flicking the button on my jeans, I unleashed my stiff, aching cock. Angling it against her wet opening, I slid home—hard and deep. Sophie gasped and I gave her a moment to acclimate to my size before I started pounding into her. She raised onto all fours and pushed back against me, took me in and then forced me out. Rocked into me and rolled away as my balls smacked against her.

“Fuck yeah,” I bit out between grunts of pleasure. “Just like that, Soph. Just like that.”

She sucked in a gulp of air and let it out in a keening cry as she reached between us and rubbed her clit as I hammered into her. “Fuuuuuuuuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck. Harder Declan. Fuck me harder!”

I gathered her long, blonde hair in my hand and wrapped it around my fist. Yanking her head back, I folded my body over hers and quickened my pace.

“Please, please, please,” she begged, her arms shaking with the strain of holding us both up.

Before she collapsed, I wrapped my forearm across her middle and hauled her onto her knees, my front to her back. My cock pounding into her, I found her clit and rubbed my thumb over it, driving her toward another orgasm. With my other hand, I pinched her nipple and tugged while her greedy pussy clenched around my cock.

Fuck, I was going to come.

My mind shut off and my body’s instincts took over as pressure built in my balls and then erupted along my spine and down my legs. When I came, a switch flipped in my brain and I was struck with a moment of blinding clarity. Sophie was it for me. I bit the side of my cheek to hold in the confession as I emptied my whole being into her on a groan.

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Curled against my side, with my hand resting on her hip and her head laying against my shoulder, Sophie absentmindedly traced her fingers up and down my abs as we lay in front of the fire. It tickled like a bitch, but I didn’t want her to stop.

“What’s your favorite memory?” she asked, continuing our game of Twenty Questions.

I was pretty sure we were on number ninety by this point.

I didn’t need to consider my answer. “Seeing you at the airport.”

She laughed. “Be serious.”

I sketched my fingers along her naked skin, spelling out my name with the pads of my fingers. Dropping a kiss to her forehead, I confided, “I am. You took my breath away. I’ll never forget it.”

Sophie rolled onto her stomach and propped her jaw in the palm of her hands, framing her cheeks with her long, delicate fingers. Peering down at me, she said, “You didn’t say anything.”

I chuckled. “No, I didn’t.” Then, “What’s your favorite memory?”

She thought it over for a few seconds and her eyes flashed with delight. “The first time I boarded a plane, the stewardess took me into the cockpit and the pilot gave me a captain’s hat. I wore it every day for months.”

I hoped she didn’t see the hurt I couldn’t seem to push away. Every time I opened up to her, she came back with a gentle reminder that said she didn’t feel about me the way I felt about her.

After a few seconds, she dropped forward to kiss me slowly, sweetly. Pulling back, she whispered, “Tonight ranks pretty high up there too.”

Even if I thought she only said it because I hadn’t done a good job of hiding my reaction, the words still achieved their purpose.

Sliding my hand along her hip to rest on the small of her back, I asked, “Oh yeah?”

“Mmm,” she hummed against my lips. “Definitely top three.”

“What’s the other?”

“Our first time,” she answered after a beat. Her eyes flicking between mine, she took a breath as if to say more, then halted, blinked, and looked away.

“What is it?”

“Nothing,” she demurred, dropping down onto her side and nuzzling against me.

When she kissed my chest, my muscles clenched in anticipation, but I didn’t want to get distracted. I got the sense she’d been about to reveal something important. Suddenly, whatever it might have been, became the most important words in the world to me.

I twisted onto my side and propped my head on my palm. “Nothing?” I asked, looking down at her.