Page 53 of Sugar Baby
“Did you find Enzo?” she asks quietly.
“I don’t think so. If they had, Cain and Atlas would’ve brought him back here to deal with your father.” I leave Cesca out of this. Sophia must be confused enough as it is.
“Oh,” she murmurs, sliding her hand down my chest.
I only now remember that she’s wearing my t-shirt, and I am half naked.
So is she.
I try to think about something else, but when she unwraps the blanket from her body and pulls the t-shirt over her head, I’m lost to her completely.
My cock is aching to be inside her. My whole body is aching to make love to her instead of giving her a quick fuck in the back of a car. I want to take my time with her and show her how much I love her.
“Sophia…”
“Call me Sugar,” she purrs, climbing on top of me, her fingers undoing the zip on my pants. “I’m starting to understand these feelings, Nico. I want you, and I want you to take me as I know you’ve been dying to all these years.”
She pulls my pants down, popping my cock free.
She shuffles down and takes me in her hot, wet mouth, those pretty pink lips closing around my girth.
“Fuck, Sugar,” I groan, closing my eyes and falling into the most amazing blow job I’ve ever had in my life. Her tongue slides up and down my length, twisting around the shaft and teasing the tip until I’m ready to shoot my load into her sexy mouth.
I twist my fist into her hair and tug her away from my cock. I can’t go out like that. I need to show her how good we are together. I’ve known it for years. I’ve felt it brewing in my soul but have never wanted to acknowledge it outright.
Sitting up, pushing her away from me, my hand still tangled in her hair, I pull her head back. Licking her throat from the base to her chin, I taste her skin and nearly weep with the joy it brings me. My love for her grows deeper, twining around both of us in an inextricable ribbon of pure desire, hope and need.
The low rumble of my growl as I move my mouth over to her jugular sends her into a purring frenzy that makes my cock ache to be inside her.
I want to bite her so badly, to mate with her and claim her as mine, but I can’t do that to her. I can’t claim her unless she wants to be taken.
And I can’t allow myself to think that is what she wants from me. She is in shock and needs something familiar to fall back on. She needs me to take care of her, and that is what I have promised to do, no matter what. Even if my heart is ripped out tomorrow when she dismisses me again, I will carry on as I have been for the last few years, loving her from afar.
But right now, she wants me close, and I’m going to take full advantage so it can keep me warm on the long, cold nights while she is warming someone else’s bed.
ChapterThirty-Three
Carter
Aggravated is my mood when the next morning, I pull up outside the gates to the Quinn compound. Having to duck out of the raid on the country manor after that delightful dinner was something that has been irritating the shit out of me ever since. A snatch and grab of my future mate while Enzo slipped out, leaving me to do the same, was a bit unexpected. Although, knowing Aidan Quinn as I do, I perhaps shouldn’t have taken that possibility for granted.
Squinting in the morning sun as I lower the window to announce my arrival to the guards stationed at the gate, I’m let through without much ceremony, a few minutes later after they called up to Quinn.
Driving the Mercedes down the driveway, I pull to a stop when I see Quinn waiting for me outside the compound building.
He looks ragged and beaten, like he’s been ten rounds with…well, himself.
Climbing out of the car, I plaster a smile on my face that I don’t really feel.
“Carter,” he says gruffly. “What can I do for you?”
“I have news about the land over the other side of the lake. You can own it, but you can’t remove any of the trees or build on it, I’m afraid.” I’m happy to inform him of this, knowing it’s an official visit and not one where I’m snooping around trying to catch sight of Sophia.
He nods slowly and then sighs. “That’s not great news. Any wiggle room?”
I know there isn’t, but it’s one way to stay close to Sophia. “I can go over it again. See if I can find a loophole.”
“Thanks. Uhm, Carter, about you and Sophia.”
