Page 59 of Final Temptation
She had given me the most mind-bending kiss, and every day since, I’d dreamed of being able to experience her in the same way over and over again.
When Sophie handed the control over to me, she didn’t know what she was in for. Moving slow wasn’t in my nature. The plan would be to kiss her in public, tease her any chance I got, and fuck her in every position that gave me a different view of her beautiful body.
To others, I might’ve appeared as afuck boy, a bad boy, or a player. But for the right girl, I always knew I could be a romantic—a gentleman.
I would never get tired of watching Sophie bounce up and down on my cock, squeezing me so tightly with her slick pussy. But I could tell she was starting to gas out, needing me to take over.
I’d allow her to rest like the gentleman I claimed to be, but I’d continue to fuck her like the rebel she saw me as.
It was easy for me to take control and bark orders. I’d envisioned this exact moment for what seemed like forever now. Which was why I grabbed her hips firmly and grunted, “Grab the headboard, baby.” Her hands left her chest, tightening around the flat wood behind my head.
When she reached forward, her hands bracing the frame for support, her tits fell in front of my face, right where I needed them. I nipped at her soft skin, flicking my tongue back and forth as her nipples moved over my face, begging to be grabbed between my teeth.
She would need every bit of support from the headboard with how hard I planned to fuck her.
With my back slightly arched and my hands gripped around her hips, I moved her up and down over my cock so hard, she finally started to scream my name. It wouldn’t shock me if we got a call from the front desk, asking us to keep it down.
The thought only made my hips work harder.
“Fuck, Myles. Oh. My. God. Yes!” she moaned, one praise after the other.
“You’re so fucking stunning, Princess. Keep bouncing on my cock.”
“Jesus, Myles. It’s never f-felt better than this before. I-I feel like I’m going to come again any minute now,” Sophie pleaded between heavy breaths.
“Come on my cock, baby.” I curled my hand around her hip, circling her clit hard and fast as she started to buck against me. Her moans were needy as she whined for more.
“So, fucking wet.” Her pussy held me hostage as I fucked her with a few hard thrusts, each one becoming harsher than the last with my need to explode along with her.
“Holy shit, Myles. Yes! Yes! I’m coming, please don’t stop!” I slammed into her a couple more times, allowing myself to finally let go now that she had gotten there for the second time tonight.
“Yes, Sophie. So fucking good.” I drove my hips all the way, seeking her pussy as deep as I could take it. I used her body to slowly stroke over mine, draining every last drop of my cum inside the condom, wishing it was her bare pussy.
We were both a hot, panting mess. Laughter escaped my body, my abs tightening with every chuckle.
I’m soaked, and it definitely isn’t sweat.
“Why are you laughing at me?” Sophie pouted, still on top of me with my cock buried deep inside her.
“I’m not laughing at you, Princess. I just had no idea that you were a squirter. I’m laughing because if I had known, I would’ve worked a lot harder to make this happen sooner.” Her red-tinted face hid behind her hands, those deep brown eyes peeking through as her gaze drifted down to my stomach.
“Oh my God. That’s so embarrassing. That’s, uh…never happened before.” She started to lift her leg to get off me.
“Stay.” I pushed her leg back down and shivered at the sensation. “It’s hot as hell, Soph. Don’t you dare be embarrassed.”
“Well, we should clean up…” She turned shy on me, her eyes looking side to side, anywhere but right into mine.
“Hey…” I grabbed her chin, tilting it, so she had no choice but to lock her eyes on mine. “Don’t shut down on me now. I don’t know about you, but that was the best goddamn sex of my life.” I smirked.
“Get real, Myles.” She narrowed her eyes at me.
“I wouldn’t lie about that, Soph.” I wrapped my fingers around her neck, lowering her down to me. “I’ve never asked a girl to fuck me cowgirl so I could look her in the eyes, let alone reject doggy style for it.” My throat tightened, looking for the right words to say.
“What I’m saying, Sophie, is I fucking like you. I enjoy being around you. I’ve wanted you since the night we kissed back in November, and every person I’ve been with since hasn’t compared in the slightest. When I look into your eyes, I feel something I’ve never felt before.” I put my forehead against hers and whispered, “I need you to believe me when I say that.”
I could feel her warm breath panting against my lips as she choked on her words. “Myles, I… Fuck.”
“It’s okay, take your time to think?—”
