Page 21 of Chilled and Thrilled

So, I do it.

I fucking kiss her.

I kiss her and it doesn’t feel like our first time, or our third, or our hundredth. Sophie Nelson, the forbidden fruit, the girl I was never supposed to touch, feels like she was created just for me. I was wrong, more wrong than I’ve ever been about anything. Wanting her like this isn’t a punishment, it’s a gift.

I take my time, groaning as her taste invades my senses. It’s as natural as breathing to let my hands fall to the curve of her waist, and for hers to slip down to my chest, one pressed directly above my thundering heart. She’s smaller than me, softer, and holding her is like coming home after a lifetime away. The rest of the world fades to inconsequential nothingness, narrowing down to just us two, lost in each other.

“Bram,” she whispers my name, trembling when we part just for a second, my forehead pressed to hers as we suck in greedy lungfuls of the same air.

I don’t pause long enough for her to second guess. I don’t want to hear that this is a mistake, or that we shouldn’t have done it. For something so wrong, this feels awfully right, and the only thing I’m worried about now is making her realize it too. No more running.

I kiss her again, harder than before, and Sophie arches closer, her hold on me tightening. My teeth graze her bottom lip, making her moan, and it’s the most erotic noise I’ve ever heard. Sophie—my Sophie—moaning from the pleasure I’ve given her, how much I’ve turned her on… If I was an animal before, it’s nothing compared to now.

Maybe I should be trying to slow this down, but I’m sodrunk on the feeling of her in my arms, alive and needy for me, my only priority is giving her more—giving her everything. I’m rock hard and ready, more turned on than I can ever remember being. With each passing second, it becomes more apparent that there is no stopping this.

My hands gather fistfuls of the thin tank top she’s wearing, and, unable to stomach parting from her even long enough to pull it over her head, I rip it apart. The sound of fabric tearing fills the quiet room, and Sophie’s gasp turns to another as her bra goes next, leaving her bare to the waist.

Her breasts fit perfectly in my hands and—Jesus Christ—the shit I want to do to them.

I’m so consumed with how good she feels, it’s a surprise when I realize she’s tugging at my shirt, trying to undress me too. In seconds, my shirt is gone, whipped off to God knows where, and Sophie whimpers as my lips crash down on hers, our kiss becoming bruising and hungry. The feeling of her bare skin pressed against mine is enough to throw whatever restraint I was exerting to the wind, and it seems I’m not the only one. We’re out of control.

Her hands move between us, fumbling with the button of my pants, and I groan when it gives way. Sophie’s hand finds my cock, grasping the base, stroking me. “Oh, fuck,” I groan against her lips, thrusting into her touch. “Oh, fuck, sweetheart. Hold tighter for me.”

She does as she’s told, touching me exactly how I like as I go to work on her borrowed sweatpants. Shoving them down over her hips, I expect to encounter more material, but instead, my fingers brush her bare ass.

Fuck. Yes.

We’re both naked now, and making out frantically, clawing at each other in the middle of my living room. I’m not getting enough oxygen, but breathing doesn’t feel as important as kissing her does. Some part of my brain must be functioning,however, because I manage to turn us, dropping back onto the couch and pulling her with me.

I find myself staring up into bright green eyes framed by tousled, caramel-colored hair. The woman of my dreams is straddling my thighs, her bare cunt only inches from my cock.

Everything will change after this. Thank God. I want it to.

Slick, bare skin greets my fingers as I press my hand between her legs, grinding the heel of my palm over her clit. She’s absolutely dripping, and the knowledge that it’s all for me goes straight to my dick. The whiny little noises she’s making are beyond sexy, and—fuck—I can’t remember the last time I was this hard. Dimly, I realize I should slow this down, should get her ready for me, but the promise of relief is only inches away and after showing restraint for so long, I’m too far gone to hold back now.

I need to fill her.

Panting into my mouth, Sophie lifts up on her knees, giving me room to fist my base, guiding the tip through the lips of her wet little pussy.

“Tell me you want it,” I grunt against her lips, my jaw clenched and my balls throbbing with how fucking full they are.

The woman in my arms shudders, nodding even before she finds the words. “I want it,” Sophie gasps, rolling her hips, trying to get me inside her. “Please, Bram. I need you?—”

There will be plenty of times I’ll make her beg, but this won’t be one of them.

“I’ll give you what you need, sweetheart,” I promise, and we break apart, staring between us as I guide my swollen tip to her tight opening. The last time I had sex without a condom was decades ago, but stopping this to look for one is unthinkable.

The feeling of slick, hot walls clinging to the head of my cock, quickly drives away all common sense. I’m only an inch inside her, and this is already the best sex of my life.

“Bram,” Sophie breathes, and I tear my eyes up to her face. Her lips are parted, eyebrows knitted together in shock as she presses slowly down. “It’s so big, holy shit.”

I can’t bring myself to be sorry about that.

“You can take it.” My hands lift to her tits, teasing her rosy nipples harder than I probably should as she struggles to adjust to my size. “Sit on my cock, little girl.”

It’s torture. Exquisite, mind-numbing torture. If it weren’t for her head injury, I would have her on her back by now, bearing down on the hot, slick hole she’s been hiding between those thighs. Fuck me—I shouldn’t be turned on by being too old for her, but I am. This woman could have anyone she wanted, but she’s moaning my name, her fingers biting into my shoulders as she tries to fit my dick inside her.

I’m the luckiest man on the goddamn planet, and I’ll never forget it.

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