Page 9 of Their Virgin Valentine

Sophia straddles me, kissing me back with a fervor that matches my own. Her panty covered pussy rubs against my already hardening cock. What is she doing to me? I pull away and look into her eyes. “I’ve waited years to kiss you. I’m not going to let the taste of my cum stop me. When it comes to you, mi corazón, I want it all. Got me?”

“Yeah, V. I got you.”

Just then she looks down and spots something she’s never seen before. “When?” She asks, rubbing her finger over the tattoo of her name scrawled out in an Old English style across my chest.

“Almost two years ago.”

“Why?”

I brush her hair behind her shoulders and hold the back of her neck in my hands. “Ryan and I were gone on a mission and we were missing you badly. We were going on three weeks of being gone and I needed something to numb the pain. I suggested we go and get one to have a piece of you with us whenever we were away.”

“He has my name tattooed on him too?” She asks, a lilt of hope in her tone.

“That’s for you to discover, mi corazón.”

Just then Ryan walks into her room. “Morning V, princess.” He says then picks Sophia up and throws her over his shoulder.

“You’re all sweaty!” She squeals and slaps his ass as he turns to walk out of her room. She’s got a goofy grin on her face and looks happier than I’ve ever seen her.

I get up to go shower in my bathroom, wanting them to have their own time.

“You coming?” Ryan asks me.

“Nah, I’ll see you two downstairs when you’re done.” I wink.

Ryan looks at me for a moment, presumably trying to make sure we’re all good and I give him a slight nod. He smiles and walks into his room with Sophia hanging over his shoulder, still smiling.

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