Page 73 of Keep This Promise
Her eyes close as I move my fingers a little faster. “Yes.”
I bring my lips to her ear, running my tongue along the shell. Sophie moans softly and traces her palms down my sides to my waist, catching the top of my pants and working them down over my ass.
When she wraps her fingers around my cock and strokes my full length, I nearly burst.
“God, Sophie, you feel so fucking good.”
“So do you. Take it away, Holden. Please, let’s forget everything except us.”
Her wish is my command.
After pulling the bottoms of her scrubs and panties off, I rearrange us on the couch. A part of me considers what I’m doing, but I’m too far gone to stop. I rub my cock over her clit, dying to get inside her. I need her far too much to take the pause we probably should.
She takes my face in her hands. “Don’t stop.”
That’s all the encouragement I need.
I pull my fingers from her heat and wait until her eyes find mine as I lick each finger. “You taste so good, I can’t wait until I can have you come against my tongue. Where I can memorize your taste. Do you want that?”
Her eyes roll back in her head. “Yes, but not now.”
“No?”
“No, right now, I want something else.”
I want to hear her say the words. “What do you want?”
“You know.” She pulls her lower lip between her teeth.
My finger moves back to her clit, giving her enough pressure to drive her crazy but not enough to make her come.
“Say the words, baby. Tell me what you wish was inside you other than my fingers or my tongue.”
“Your cock.”
“That’s what I thought.” I grin. Our eyes are locked, and while I want to fuck her senseless right now, I want to make her a promise of what we will have the next time. “When we do this again, we’re going to do it right. I’m going to take my time, lick, suck, and kiss every inch of you, and you’re going to let me.”
Then I slide deep inside, letting her warmth surround me.
Sophie’s soft cry tears at my chest, and I clench my jaw, trying to find one last scrap of control. I’d forgotten it’s been years for her, and I’m fully seated. “Are you okay?”
“Yes, God, yes.”
I smirk and then pull almost all the way out of her before slowly sinking back in, trying not to lose myself in how perfect she feels around me. I go slow, allowing her to adjust to my size, but it takes every drop of restraint I have to do so.
“You’re so tight. It feels so good.”
“Holden, move.”
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.
