Page 70 of Sinister Red

I have never been able to say no to her, never, but I feel like this is moving too fast, like we should talk about the reality of what this all means before…fuck me.My girl is stroking my dick exactly the way I like, applying the perfect amount of pressure, pumping me slowly and in the most maddening way.

“Sofie, don’t you think we should…” My pants drop to my ankles as her lips blaze a trail down my neck, my Cookie nipping at my collarbone before she kisses back up my throat. “Cookie…”

She stops abruptly and starts to back up, but instead of seeing the hesitance or agreement or any number of things I expected to, Sofie grins just before she gets to the end of the bed then reaches behind her and unclasps her bra. The straps slide down her arms to reveal those perfect fucking breasts, her nipples hard and needy; needy like the rest of her. And before I can clear the lust from my head long enough to speak, Sofie slips her fingers into her panties, traces her pussy, then sheds the lace so she’s standing in front of me in nothing but a pair of black heels.

And I am fucking toast.

All thoughts of holding a conversation right now fly right out the window and I’m stepping out of my boots, socks and pants in one go. “Jesus, you are so fucking beautiful, Cookie.”

The smile she gives me is devastating. “Thanks.”

With a small chuckle—because she’s still using her damn manners—I step toward her. “Still the most beautiful woman I have ever seen.” Then I grin, moving quickly to cup her naked ass, squeeze it, then lift her against me. “Every inch of you is fucking perfect, and you know what that means, Cookie?”

She shakes her head with a smile as I kiss her lips, sucking on the bottom one as I pull back.

“It means I’m going to do something I’ve been dying to do for the last seven years.”

“What’s that?”

I drop Sofie on the bed as soon as the question is out of her mouth, then grin down at her as she giggles. “I’m gonna eat your…” Then I frown. “Wait a second.”

Nowshefrowns. “Are you kidding me?”

“Wait a goddamn second. Is this the bed you’ve always had in here?”

Sofie nods.

“So, you’re telling me that this bed… I’m not fucking you in the same bed that some low life prick—“

“Jesus, Sam.” She rolls her eyes and pushes up on her elbows. “You really know how to kill the mood.”

I shake my head. “I love you, and I have every intention of eating your pussy like it’s my last fucking meal before you ride my cock until you come all over it, but I am not doing it here if— “

“We never had sex in my house.”

I park my hands on my hips. “Bullshit.”

“It’s true.” My Cookie sighs. “We hadn’t had sex since we got… not since before we came out to Sabine Woods.”

Should that make my dick harder? Probably not. I can’t imagine this conversation would keep anyone ready to go, but I fucking like the idea of that douche canoe never getting to do what I’m about to do. Hell, I love the fact that not only did he lose out on that, but she’s mine now and Sofie never wanted to be with that asshole like this. This is for us, just us, and that’s exactly how it should be.

“Sammy?”

My gaze flicks to hers and when I see thewhat the fuck are you doing right nowstaring back at me, my grin becomes wolfish. I get to my knees on the end of the bed, pushing Sofie’s legs apart as I lower myself to the mattress, and when she readjusts so she can watch, I blow a soft breath against her dripping wet core just to see her shudder.

“You know I used to dream about this?” I basically ask her pussy, my lips so close but not quite close enough to give her what she wants. “I still dream about the way you taste, how pretty your pussy is, how it was always so wet and ready for me.”

“Sammy,” Sofie moans as I lick her from bottom to top in a ridiculously slow drag of my tongue.

“Your cunt, how tight it is, how it felt around my fingers while I’d suck on your clit.” Which is exactly what I do now, sucking that sensitive little nub between my lips before I flick it, my fingers gripping Sofie’s thighs to open her wider to me. “My dreams could never do you justice though, Cookie. Never in a million years.”

My girl sucks in a sharp breath as I devour her, my tongue sliding between her folds, circling her clit over and over. Her hips buck in my face when I graze that sensitive flesh with my teeth and as one of her hands makes its way into my hair, tugging the strands by the roots, I pull back slightly and look up at her just in time to see Sofie scowl down at me.

“Don’t tease me, Sam.”

I grin as I push her thighs apart and hold them open. “What’s the rule, Cookie?”

“Sammy, please.”

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