Page 107 of Trying Sophie

And then I felt it, her pussy gripping me tight, clenching around me, the most spectacular feeling in the world. With each breath I took, each driving thrust of my cock, I knew I never wanted this with anyone but her. The revelation was staggering and it stole my breath for a moment, but I was too far gone to focus on anything but the feel of her surrounding me, claiming me, owning me.

I’d been worried I wasn’t good enough for Sophie, that she’d turn away from me if she knew the depraved ways I needed to fuck, but being with her was a revelation. Sophie liked it the way I wanted to give it to her. Her moaning and bucking and sobbing told me she more than liked it. She reveled in it.

“Declan!” She screamed my name before her nails sank into my skin, the stinging pain triggering my own orgasm.

I grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled it back in a rough, savage grip and captured her mouth in a violent kiss, our lips and teeth and tongue gnashing and biting and grasping. The roiling pleasure mounted and ripped through me, the force of it an electric shock straight to my cock, a supernova that threatened to tear me apart and slam me into blackness. My vision blurred and I emptied myself into her with one final push of my hips, my whole body convulsing as I collapsed on top of her, completely spent and sated in a way I’d never been before.

We lay like that, our bodies connected, for several long moments catching our breaths. I sucked in a lungful of air and eased off of her. As my cock slipped out of her liquid warmth, it twitched and she pulsed around me.

Still half hard and needing more, I nudged back inside. Sophie sucked in a quick breath and rocked her hips as her body shuddered beneath me again, a small orgasm washing over her.

Wrapping her legs around my waist, she whispered “holy fuck” and laughed.

“Yeah.”

“I know I just came twice,” she whispered, “but I want more. I can feel you, thick and long, inside of me. Can you go again?”

Second by second, thrust after thrust, my cock grew even thicker. “Does that answer your question?”

I slipped in, then out again, our bodies slotting together perfectly. Propped on my elbows I hovered over her, watching the play of emotions cross her face—fascination, wonder, desire—as I teased her with a series of quick, shallow pumps that barely entered her.

“Declan,” she breathed, my name a plea, as her hands sought to pull me closer.

Now that I’d had the most spectacular orgasm of my life, I could go like this all night.

“You want this cock?” I asked with a wicked grin as I rubbed the crown over her clit.

“Stop teasing me,”

“Tell me you want it.”

“You know I do!”

“Tell me how much you want me.”

She grunted and panted in response.

“How much?” I asked again, teasing her at her slick opening.

“Tell me, sweet thing,” I whispered in her ear as I took the lobe between my teeth and gently bit down. She gasped and cooed with pleasure as I sucked it into my mouth. “You want what only I can give you?”

“Yes,” she groaned in frustration as she tried to pull me into her again, but her size and strength was nothing against my own.

Rocking against her soft, warm flesh, I stilled until she gave me what I’d asked for.

“You’re going to fuck me Declan—” she panted between gasps “—and you’re going to do it like you’re the last man and I’m the last woman on Earth. And when you’re done, I’m going to let you rest and then we’re going to do it all over again … all night long.”

All night. All day. All year. All my life. I’d worship her forever if she’d let me.

“Sophie,” I bit out as I drove into her, the length of me filling her completely.

I rolled us over so Sophie could ride me. Her nails digging into my chest, she rocked against me and moaned, a sexy guttural sound that was my undoing. My hands on her hips, guiding her, I stared into her eyes as our bodies joined. When we came together in a final shattering release, I realized I hadn’t once felt the need to look away. In fact, it had been the exact opposite. I realized I could quite happily drown in Sophie’s green gaze.

Reality hit me like a ton of bricks: I couldn’t let her leave.

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