“Magnus…” she cried out again, her voice breaking as her hands slid into his hair, gripping tightly, fingers tangling as she held him in place.
His teeth sank down suddenly, making her gasp—pain and pleasure crashing together so sharply it stole the breath from her lungs.
His hand moved at the same time, sliding down her leg from her ankle, up along her calf, then higher—past her thigh to her waist. His fingers found the tie of her skirt, tugging it loose before pushing the fabric aside.
A second later, his hand slipped between her legs, his palm pressing against her through the thin barrier of her panties. His thumb pressed down.
Sophia’s breath hitched violently. Her hand dropped from his hair to his wrist, gripping it tightly as if to steady herself.
“Magnus… I—”
Her words broke apart, completely lost.
Before she could gather herself, his mouth left her chest, trailing down over her stomach. Her body arched instinctively under him, but he didn’t stop. With a sudden, impatient motion, he lifted her off the counter and carried her away.
Her arms wrapped around him as he moved toward the living room, his mouth already back on her neck—kissing, licking, sucking with rough, hungry urgency. He didn’t give her even a second to breathe, as if he didn’t want her to forget the feel of him for even a moment.
He dropped her onto the couch, and at the same time, his hands went to her skirt, dragging it down without hesitation. The fabric slipped over her hips and down her legs before he tossed it aside.
His fingers hooked into her panties next, pulling them down just as quickly.
The moment they were gone, his gaze dropped.
Something dark flashed in his eyes.
His hand slid up her thigh, gripping the soft flesh firmly as he pulled her closer to the edge. And then—
He lowered his head.
His mouth found her instantly.
A sharp breath tore from her throat as his lips pressed against her, tasting her, his tongue moving without hesitation—slow at first, then harder, more desperate. He sucked and licked again and again, like he couldn’t get enough.
Sophia’s body jerked, her hands clutching at the couch as her breath came out in broken gasps.
He didn’t slow down.
His grip tightened on her thigh as his mouth moved against her with relentless hunger, as if he had been starving and she was the only thing that could satisfy him.
Her body trembled under him, her back arching sharply as the sensations built faster than she could handle.
“Ah—!”
Her voice broke, breathless and unsteady, completely out of her control.
Everything blurred—her thoughts, her resistance, even her awareness until there was nothing left but him.
Sophia’s body trembled as a sharp breath tore from her lips. She tried to steady herself, to control her breathing, but it was impossible. He was too relentless.
His mouth moved over her again and again, taking over every inch of her, licking and sucking with a hunger that refused to slow.
Then—
His tongue slipped deeper, finding her most sensitive spot. The moment he did, he closed his lips around it, sucking hard, his teeth grazing just enough to send a sharp jolt through her.
Sophia’s back arched violently, her body lifting off the couch as she struggled to hold herself together. Her breath came out in broken gasps, her chest rising and falling too fast.
It was too much.
