Page 36 of Burning Love

Sophia lay beside their daughter, pulling her close. “Once upon a time, in a world much different from this one, a warrior met a queen who had forgotten how to dance…”

Alex settled on the other side, their voices weaving together in the telling. It was a story Lily had heard countless times, but she never tired of it. And neither did they.

By the time the last words were spoken, Lily’s breathing had evened out, her tiny body curled between them.

Sophia pressed a soft kiss to her daughter’s forehead, then met Alex’s gaze over the sleeping child.

“Come on,” Alex whispered, reaching for Sophia’s hand. “Let’s go to bed.”

The cabin was quiet as they moved through the dark, the only sounds the creak of the floorboards.

Sophia followed Alex into their bedroom, closing the door behind them. The moment the latch clicked into place, Alex turned, pressing her body against Sophia’s, trapping her against the door.

The kiss that followed was slow at first, then deepened, hunger simmering beneath the surface.

Sophia gasped as Alex’s fingers traced up her sides, slipping beneath the thin fabric of her shirt. “Someone’s impatient.”

Alex’s mouth brushed along the curve of her jaw. “Just the thought of you has been driving me crazy all day.”

Sophia’s breath hitched. “Oh?”

“The way you move when you walk, the way you smile when you’re out there talking to people…” Alex nipped lightly at her collarbone, her voice rough with need. “It wrecks me.”

Sophia shivered, tilting her head to grant Alex more access. “Then do something about it.”

A low growl rumbled from Alex’s throat before she lifted Sophia effortlessly, her strong arms tightening as if she would never let go. Sophia gasped, caught between surprise and anticipation, her fingers gripping Alex’s shoulders as their bodies pressed together.

The bed met them in a tangle of limbs, sheets twisting beneath them as they moved—urgent, hungry, aching for more. Alex’s hands skimmed up Sophia’s sides, pushing her shirt higher, fingertips grazing the bare skin beneath. A teasing touch, a silent promise.

Sophia arched as Alex’s mouth found her throat, lips brushing, biting, her breath hot against her pulse. Every kiss sent a ripple of heat through her, coiling low in her belly, tightening with need.

“Tell me what you want,” Alex murmured, her voice rough with restraint, her fingers already tracing lower, over the waistband of Sophia’s pants.

Sophia shivered, already undone by the anticipation, by the way Alex’s body hovered over hers, controlling, commanding. “You,” she whispered. “Everything. I want to feel your fingers deep inside me. I want your mouth on my nipples. I want you to fuck me like only you know how, Alex.”

Alex exhaled sharply, her control snapping. With deliberate movements, she stripped Sophia bare, taking in every inch of her with dark, hooded eyes. The heat in her gaze was enough to set Sophia ablaze.

Alex kissed her way down, slow, torturous, lips and tongue exploring, teasing, claiming. Her breath ghosted over Sophia’s abdomen before she trailed lower, pressing open-mouthed kisses along the sensitive skin of her inner thighs.

Sophia writhed, her breath coming in shallow, gasping breaths. “Alex?—”

“Patience,” Alex murmured against her skin, tracing her tongue in a languid line that had Sophia arching her back off the bed. “I want to take my time.”

But patience was impossible. The tension between them built like a storm, desire tightening, coiling, a desperate ache neither of them could hold back for long.

Sophia’s hands found purchase in Alex’s hair, tugging her closer, her voice breaking on a moan as Alex’s mouth finally met her where she needed it most. The first flick of her tongue against her clitoris sent a shockwave through her, pleasure spiraling, unraveling her inch by inch.

Alex’s touch was both reverent and possessive, her fingers splayed against Sophia’s trembling thighs, holding her open as if she were something to be worshiped. Her tongue moved in slow, deliberate strokes at first, teasing the sensitive bundle of nerves with feather-light flicks before pressing more firmly, the wet heat of her mouth sending jolts of pleasure through Sophia’s core. She alternated between long, languid licks and quick, insistent circles, her breath warm against slick, sensitive flesh.

Sophia’s fingers clenched the sheets, her knuckles white as tension coiled tight inside her, a fire licking up her spine, white-hot and unbearable. Her hips lifted instinctively, seeking more, but Alex’s firm grip anchored her down, keeping her exactly where she wanted. The pleasure mounted with every stroke, every teasing pull of Alex’s lips, building into something dizzying, something inevitable.

“Come for me,” Alex murmured, her voice dark and commanding against the slick heat of Sophia’s skin. Without hesitation, she slipped two fingers inside her, the stretch effortless, the glide slick and deep. She curled them just right, pressing insistently against the spongy spot that sent Sophia reeling, her breath stuttering into a sharp cry. The rhythmic thrust of Alex’s fingers matched the relentless pull of her mouth, her tongue lapping hungrily as she sucked, sending waves of electric pleasure surging through Sophia’s body.

Her thighs quivered, her stomach tightened, every muscle locking as the pleasure sharpened to an unbearable peak. The pressure swelled, flooding her senses, until there was nothing left but the inevitable collapse into release, her body arching as she shattered beneath Alex’s relentless devotion.

Her release crashed over her in waves, her body trembling beneath Alex’s relentless touch. She gasped, moaned, fingers tightening in Alex’s hair as the pleasure consumed her entirely.

But Alex wasn’t done. She dragged her lips back up Sophia’s body, kissing away the aftershocks, swallowing her soft, breathless cries.

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