Page 22 of Chilled and Thrilled

“You’re doing great.” It’s the same tone I’ve used while praising her performance at work, and judging by the sharp gasp I hear in response, she hasn’t missed it. Reaching up, I pull her face to mine, kissing her gently once, twice, before pulling away and speaking in a quiet, soothing murmur. “Do you want me to show you how I like this, sweetheart?”

Wetness flows over my dick, still only half inside her, and Sophie nods eagerly, eyes wide and breaths coming in choppy pants. “Yes, please,” she breathes, squirming in my lap.

My hands settling on her hips is the only warning she gets. Seconds later, her cry breaks the silence of the house as I pull her down, filling her with everything I have to give.

“Bram,” Sophie whimpers, instinctively trying to lift off, but I hold her down on my lap.

“Shhh,” I coo, kissing her jaw, her neck, her collarbone. “Relax. Deep breaths. I haven’t given you anything you can’t handle.”

A reluctant, breathy giggle greets my words. “You might have, but—oh!” The undoubtedly sassy remark I was about to get turns to a sigh as I press one hand between us, working her clit.

The sight of this alone would be enough fantasy material to last the rest of my life. Sophie Nelson, totally naked and straddling my lap, impaled on my cock. This won’t be the end, though. It can’t be. With every second that passes, every kiss, every noise she makes, I’m falling harder.

I don’t care what it takes. I won’t stop until this woman is as gone for me as I am for her.

When she starts rocking into my touch, I know she’s ready for more. Taking her hand from my shoulder, I kiss the delicate skin of her inner wrist and guide it between us, replacing my fingers with her own. “Rub your clit for me.”

Sophie smirks as my hands grip her waist. “Yes, Mr. Vogel.”

“If you can tease me, I’m not fucking you hard enough.”

Both of us suck in a sharp breath as she allows me to guide her up until only my tip is inside her, then drag her back down. We find a slow, deliberate rhythm, and my balls are already drawn up tight, ready to unload. Sophie is close though, her breaths coming in ragged gasps, and I stare between us, watching her rub herself desperately.

“Bram, it’s so good, holy shit.” Her voice breaks on the last word, and I watch as she falls apart.

Sophie Nelson coming on my dick may be the best thing I’ve ever seen. Her whole body goes taught, her inner muscles tightening around me as the first wave of pleasure hits her. I fuck her from below, a sloppy, wet noise now punctuating each thrust.

I groan, fighting my own orgasm. I’m not ready for this tobe over yet. “You get so wet when you come,” I mumble, dragging her lips back to mine as she collapses in my lap, boneless and panting. “Fuck, sweetheart.”

“Bram.” Her teeth graze my bottom lip.

But whatever she was going to say falters as an obnoxious beeping fills the room and we break apart, looking around for the source.

It’s the timer for the fucking risotto.

“Jesus Christ,” I growl, furious beyond belief at being interrupted for such a shitty fucking reason. I’m not pulling out of her. No goddamn way. Gathering her close, I push to my feet, filled with smug, male satisfaction as Sophie squeals in surprise. She clings to me as I cross the room, her cunt clutching at my length, her arousal dripping onto my thighs.

It only takes a few seconds to hit end on the timer and shove the pan off the burner. Rounding the island, I set her on one of the stools, which puts her pussy at the perfect height to take my cock. Wrapping one arm around her waist and bracing my other on the counter behind her, I set a furious rhythm, pounding into her sloppy, wet cunt as she clings to me, crying out each time the tip of my dick brushes her G-spot.

“You feel fucking incredible,” I hiss, slowing my pace in an attempt to make this last longer. It’s been too damn long, though, and the sensations of taking her without a condom are too damn good.

Sophie moans in response, rolling her hips to meet mine, her fingers buried in my hair. “I can’t believe how good this is. Oh god, I think I was doing sex wrong.”

A rough chuckle is ripped from my chest, and I lean forward to kiss her shoulder, feeling her cheek curve against mine as I do. The knowledge she’s as affected by what is unfolding between us as I am makes me even more desperate to make this last. Without giving her any indicationof what I’m planning, I withdraw completely, leaving her empty.

Sophie’s indignant cry turns to a moan as I sink to my knees in front of the stool and bury my face between her legs. Her fingers tighten in my hair, and she bucks against me as I drag my tongue over her swollen clit.

“There you go,” I mumble as I plunge two fingers into her pussy, and she begins to shake, the volume of her cries increasing. My cock is throbbing and leaking pre-cum as I work her closer to the edge. The temptation to jerk myself off is strong, but Sophie grinding her dripping cunt on my face is turning me on just as much as fucking her was, and the only place my cum is going is inside her.

Above me, my new lover is shaking, her breaths coming in gasping sobs, and I know what she needs. Bringing my fingers up to circle her swollen bud, I roll to my feet, and Sophie’s legs wrap around my hips, giving me room to guide my cock back to her slick opening.

The moment I bottom out, she breaks. With a hoarse sob of pleasure, her inner muscles tighten greedily around my dick, and even if I wanted to, I couldn’t pull out. Seconds after she reaches her peak, I follow, coming with a roar as I unload inside her, coating her inner walls with my release.

It’s so intense I can barely breathe, never mind think. As the pleasure drains away and I come back to myself, however, I still can’t find the words.

Ecstatic triumph is warring with apprehension and worry. I’m afraid of what I’ll see in Sophie’s face when I finally meet her eyes. What just happened between us was, to me, transcendent. It changed me, and the thought of her regretting or dismissing it…

Lifting my forehead from her shoulder, my heart stalls as I meet a pair of wide, brilliant green eyes. My cock is still inside her, softening, as Sophie finally speaks.

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