Page 8 of Between Regrets and Promises

Then I remember we’re in public.

I break away, pausing inches from her face and then glance around. People fill the barstools, loud music plays, and chatter surrounds us. While kissing Sophie, it was easy to ignore it all because it felt like we were the only two people in the room.

“Do you wanna get out of here? Somewhere not so public?” I ask just above a whisper.

She licks her lips. “My sister is expecting me to be here.”

Oh shit. I search for the guys but still don’t see Brandon or Liam. If Sophie asked me to, I’d ditch them—Lord knows they’ve done it to me plenty of times—but I can tell she doesn’t want to do that to her sister.

“Alright.” I nod and stand. “Come with me then?” Holding out my hand, I wait as she studies it for a few seconds before the corner of her lips tilt and she takes it.

“Okay.” Sophie grabs her clutch, and I lead her around the bar toward the staff bathrooms. I know this place like the back of my hand, and though I’ve never taken a woman there before, I’m happy to have Sophie as my first.

The moment we step inside, I lock the door behind me and pull her into my chest. Tangling my hands in her hair, I cover her mouth with mine.

“I have a confession,” she murmurs.

“Confession is for sinners, sweet Sophie,” I tease, wrapping a hand around her waist, then sliding it down to her ass. “Are you a sinner?”

The corner of her lips tilts up seductively. “Aren’t we all?”

Grinning, I nod.

“I’ve never done this before,” she states shyly. I perk up a brow, then she continues. “I mean, with a stranger. Or in a bar bathroom.” My shoulders relax at the nervousness in her voice. “D-do you have a condom?”

I nearly choke on the thick air surrounding us. Her bold question takes me off guard, but my cock hardens at her words. She wants this as badly as I do.

“Yeah, I do.” I stare at her, unable to take my eyes off her beautiful face.

“Then you better kiss me,Sinner.” Sophie grabs my waist, closing the gap between us, and I cup her face, fusing our lips together in a heated battle of need.

Moving down her neck, I suck on her collarbone, then flatten my tongue and slide it up to her ear. “You taste delicious. So damn sweet, Sophie.”

She moans as I take her earlobe between my teeth and bite. “I want to taste you every-fucking-where.” I growl as she rubs her palm against my erection.

“Mmm yes.” Sophie’s head falls back as I suck on the spot between her neck and shoulder. My hands find the hem of her shirt, feeling her smooth skin beneath my fingers and craving more. I undo her shorts and feel her lace panties, and as soon as I slide my hand inside, she gasps.

“Are you wet for me?” My finger rubs down her slit and her arousal coats it. “Fuck, you are.”

Sophie nods as I effortlessly sink inside her. She fists my shirt as a moan releases from her throat, her eyes rolling to the back of her head as I twist my finger and dive deeper.

“You like that?” I ask, my voice hoarse.

“Yes. Oh God, yes.” Her eyes flutter as she bites down on her lower lip. I have no doubt she’d be moaning much louder if we didn’t have to be cautious of a possible audience outside.

Pulling back slightly, I slide two fingers inside, then thrust harder and faster, wanting to feel her tighten around them. Sophie pants, and I use my free hand to cup the nape of her neck, kissing through her rapid panting.

I bring my thumb to her clit and rub circles around her throbbing bud. Moments later, her body shakes and squeezes me. I capture her long-drawn-out moan with my mouth, kissing the fuck out of her as she comes hard and fast.

“Jesus Christ.” I remove my hand from her panties and wrap my lips around my fingers. “So goddamn sweet. Just as I knew you’d be.Sweet Sophie.”

Her eyes are hooded as she catches her breath. Without another word, she undoes my jeans and pulls them down just enough to grab my cock out of my boxer briefs. The moment she touches me, I lose my ability to breathe. Sophie wraps her hand around my shaft, giving it long and fast strokes, making me groan.

“Fuck, that feels so good. I want inside you.”

Sophie responds with a strangled moan. “Yes, please.”

I lift her shirt, cupping her breast and wrapping a hand around her backside, pulling her body closer to mine. Like Sophie, I’ve never done this in a grungy bathroom in an almost public place, but I’m not letting her go. Wishing I could devour her and take my time to cherish her the way she deserves, I vow to do just that if I’m lucky enough to see her again after this.

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