Page 15 of Forever Yours
“What is this about Sophie? When you left, you said you couldn’t agree to what I offered.” I try to make my voice sound irritated, but I really want to grin as her blue eyes flash with anger.
She stalks closer to me and sticks her index finger in my bare chest. “What you offered?” she gives an unladylike snort. “Guess what, Mr. Alpha Male? I’m here to tell you…” She grits her teeth and continues to poke me. “You...are...not. In…charge!”
I step back and hold my hands up. “What is it you want from me, Sophie? I told you I can’t give you the kind of relationship you want.”
She turns around and throws her arms in the air. “This man…God, this infuriating, annoying, fucking man!” She pivots to face me again. “Maybe I don’t even want to have a relationship with you!”
She looks me up and down and waves her hand in my direction. “Just because you look like that doesn’t mean you don’t have any flaws, bud. You’re just like any other guy. You don’t know shit about Quantum Field Theory and frankly, you kinda suck at math. You chew your gum too loud, and you’re obnoxiously confident. You…you...you.” She stutters as I pull her closer to me.
“What else, Sophie? What else about me sucks?” I lean closer to her and hear her sharp intake of breath. “And if I suck so bad, why did you tell me you love me?”
She looks down and when she looks back up at me, tears glisten in her eyes. I touch the side of her face with my palm, and she rubs against it.
“I said it because even after all that, I do love you. I wish like hell I could stop loving you, but I don’t seem to have it in me.”
“Sophie, you can try to stop me if you want, but right now I want to kiss you more than I want to take my next breath. Tell me now if you can’t handle this. Once I start kissing you this time, there’s no going back. I’m going to have you and things will never be the same.” I look deep into her blue eyes and feel my heart stutter. Despite the fact that I want her more than anything else in this world, I don’t want to hurt her. I don’t want to, but I know I will. I need to know loving me won’t break her though. I need to know that she can survive this, whatever this is.
“I want you too. And when this is over, I’ll probably still want you, but I’ll let go and live my life. I love you, but you are not the only thing in my life.” She leans into my hand and closes her eyes. “Right now, I need your touch.”
She lets out a shuddering breath and opens those startling eyes again. Her fire is back again. I can see the strength that lurks behind those baby blues. “But I get to decide when this ends. I’ll stop this whenever I want. I get to say when and where. I’m not your beck and call girl.”
My mouth quirks up in a half smile. “You got it, buttercup.”
She smiles softly. “Let’s finish this deal with a kiss then, macho guy.” She places a small kiss along my jaw, and I shudder. My cock is hard and ready. God, I’ve never wanted anything the way I want her.
She leans closer and whispers. “And then you can fuck the hell out of me.”
This girl, and her combination of naughty and nice, get to me. I lean down and meet her lips in a punishing kiss. I push my hips into hers so that she can feel my erection pushing into her.
“You want to be fucked good and hard, then that’s what you’ll get Sophie girl.”
Chapter Eighteen
On the outside, I’m a good girl who likes to wear cardigan sweaters. But inside there’s something that screams to be free. -Sophie
Sophie
I can feel his cock through the thin fabric of his towel. His tongue toys with mine, licking, sucking, and pushing deep into my mouth. I struggle to get closer to him. I’m wet for him and ready. I want nothing more than to rip the towel from around his hips and see him, all of him.
He starts to back me up, and I know he’s going towards his room. I pull away for a second and look up at him. His eyes are halfway closed, and he looks as dazed with lust as I am.
I pull away and he reaches for me with a moan. He’s so far gone that I can’t help but smile a bit. I did that to him. I turn him on that much.
“I’m assuming you want to continue this in your bedroom. Follow me, big boy.” I turn and make a come-hither motion over my shoulder. He grins and chuckles. I’m ripe with feminine power and he knows it. I don’t even feel the need to spout random facts. I just want him.
I walk into his bedroom, shedding clothes a little at a time. First come the boy shorts I was trying to sleep in. I can’t help it. I do a little shimmy as I slide them down my legs. I hear his quick intake of breath as he watches me. Next, I pull my sweatshirt over my head. I’m not wearing a bra, so I throw my shirt off and cover my breasts.
I turn to face him. The storm of lust in his grey eyes is evident even by the light glowing from the small lamp by his bedside.
He watches me, waiting. I know what he’s waiting for. He’s waiting for me to make the next move and show myself to him. He wants to know that I can handle this, that I can handle him.
I slowly lower my hands and ball up my fists by my side. All I’m wearing now is my thong underwear. I watch the flare of his nostrils and the red flush along his cheekbones. I look down and see his hard-on straining against the towel.
“You’re beautiful, Sophie. So fuckin’ beautiful.” The gruffness of his voice strokes along my skin. Goosebumps pop out and my core tightens with need.
And then he does what I’ve wanted him to do all along. He whips off that small towel so I can look at him, at all of him, finally.
His penis stands erect. It’s a steel rod, hard and engorged. He’s larger than I expected. I don’t know why I didn’t expect it. Liam is a big guy. Apparently, he’s huge…all over. There’s a small part of me that wonders if he will hurt when he pushes inside of me, but another part, a bigger part, that longs for that hurt. God, he’s magnificent.
