Page 125 of Playing With Danger

Slowly she worked herself up and down until finally she had all of me.

Four months without feeling her. Three of those months tasting her, using my fingers to get her off, listening to her moan for me, but not feeling it the way I wanted. Only jacking off to take the edge off and stay the course. To let her body do what it needed to do.

She lifted herself up, slammed back down, and groaned, “So good.”

This was not going to last. I wasn’t going to last, not with her excitement coating my bare cock, her tight cunt already clenching.

“Lean forward, Soph, I want your tits in my face and your fingers toying with your clit.”

I held her hips tightly until she gave me what I wanted. When I got her nipple in my mouth I loosened my hold. But I didn’t give her much room to bounce. I needed her closer. I moved to the other nipple, toyed with it until she was squirming, trying go faster.

“Honey,” she breathed, and dropped her forehead to the top of my head and started rocking.

Thank fuck.

“You wanna come, sweet Sophie?”

“Yes,” she hissed.

“How bad, baby?”

“So, so bad, Valentine.”

I rolled up, taking her with me, flipped her over, and drove back in.

“Wrap tight, baby.”

She barely got her legs around my waist before I took her hard and deep with her back arching off the bed, her face shoved in my neck, and her nails scraping down my back.

Jesus fuck, she felt beautiful.

Her teeth sinking into my skin stifled her moan. Two more drives, I stayed planted, and poured myself into what had to be the longest orgasm of my life.

“I can feel you,” she whispered.

I had no doubt.

“I love you, Valentine.”

My dick jerked but my body froze and I closed my eyes.

“Say it again.”

“I love you.”

“Again.”

“I love you, so, so, so much, Valentine.”

Christ.

She’d given me the words a lot over the last few months. But never while I was inside of her. Never when she had me wrapped up. Now I had it all. Her body and her heart. Together, at the same time.

I lifted my head so I could catch her eyes when I gave her back everything she’d given me, “I love you, Soph.”

Her lips tipped up into a smug smile.

“I know you do.”

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