Page 211 of Keep This Promise
I do, thrusting steadily, drinking in every whisper of pleasure that falls from her lips. I’m lost in her. Lost in the moment, and no longer is my mind filled with sadness, it’s all Sophie. The sounds of flesh against flesh fill the room, and her fingertips rake down my back as she arches against me. When she cries out, I slant my lips over hers to swallow the sounds.
She’s close. I can feel her tightening even more.
“That’s it, Sophie, let it go. Let me take it, baby.” I slip my hand between us, shifting my hips so the angle is different and I can play with her clit. “I’ll catch you when you fall,” I promise.
I don’t know that I’ve ever seen anything as beautiful as she is right now. Sophie’s naked, eyes closed, bottom lip between her teeth, and tits bouncing as I fuck her is an image I wish I could capture and look at any time I wanted.
Taking her hips in my hands, I adjust the angle again, driving deeper. She gasps as her fingers wrap around my wrists. “Oh, God. Oh . . . Holden,” she whispers and then falls apart.
Her eyes find mine as pleasure crashes through her. I’m so close to following her, but I want to wring out every bit of her orgasm.
When she collapses, I know I’m not going to be able to hold back any longer. “Sophie,” I say as I pull out seconds before I finish, spilling over her stomach.
My heart is pounding as I work to catch my breath. I hold her because I don’t know if, after this passes, I’ll have the chance to be this close to her again.
For the moment, the distance she wants between us is gone, and I’m going to savor it.
Sophie kisses my neck, her fingers making tiny patterns against my scalp.
After enjoying it for a second, I meet her gaze. “Are you all right?”
She nods. “I’m great. Do you have something I can clean myself with?”
Fuck. “I didn’t . . . I didn’t even think about grabbing a condom when we started.”
“I know,” she says. “I didn’t either until you were about to finish. At least you remembered and pulled out. That’s something.”
“Seems to be a pattern we follow, sex first, think second.”
I head into the bathroom and grab her a towel to clean up with as I do the same. We get dressed in silence, though there is a lot to say, to figure out. Now isn’t really the time since neither of us is in our right mind and we’re exhausted, but I don’t think letting it go is best either.
I walk out of the bathroom to find her leaning against the arm of the couch. Her eyes lift when I come to a stop in front of her. “So . . .”
She smiles just a little. “Buttons.”
“What?”
“It’s something my gran used to say. If you said so, she’d say buttons. Sew buttons.”
“Clever.”
“She was. I adored her very much.”
“And do you adore me right now?” I ask.
“I do.”
“That’s something too, then.”
Sophie shakes her head. “So is what just happened between us. Just a few hours ago, I had a million reasons why we couldn’t kiss, but they evaporated when I found you here. All I could think about was this, us, and I just want to be honest about my fears.”
“Let’s both process everything, but I want you to know that your reasons don’t change how I feel about you or how I think, deep down, you feel about me. I like you a lot, Sophie. I want to be a part of your life, not just as Eden’s father. You can set the pace on how fast or slow we take this, but I’m here and will wait if that’s what you want.”
All I can do is lay my cards out on the table and hope they’re enough.
ChapterTwenty-Four
SOPHIE
