“Holdin’ you to it, Captain.” He glances at Sophia. “Either of them misbehaves, you let us know.”
“I happen to like it when they misbehave.” Yak throws her over his shoulder and starts walking out of the sports complex. I follow, laughing as she plants her hands on Yak’s lower back and grins up at me.
Yak puts her down when we reach our vehicles. Crowding her against the driver’s door of his SUV, he cups her face, stares into her eyes and slowly lowers his head to kiss her. She melts into him and it’s heartwarming and hot as fuck seeing them together.He pulls back, and looks at me over his shoulder, his eyes full of regret.
“I have to head to the consortium.” Sophia opens her eyes and nods solemnly. Yak grunts, takes her mouth again savagely, then pushes away from her with a snarl. “Security will stay with you.” Yak glances down to my obvious erection and winks. “You two have fun without me.” Then he grabs the front of my shirt, hauls me in and fuses our mouths together for a brief but thorough kiss, cupping my dick with a squeeze.
I hold out my hand to Sophia and she takes it, leaning into my side as we watch Yak drive away. “I’m really happy that you’re here.”
“Me, too.”
“Thank you for coming out to watch me. I know you don’t know anything about rugby, but it means a lot that you sat through the whole match. I’m glad we won. Though we shouldn’t have. If they hadn’t made so many poor choices—”
“They should have used a suicide ruck to guarantee possession in those last few minutes. Yeah, it leaves them undermanned elsewhere, but it’s a sacrifice you need to make when you’re losing by 6 points.” The words flow from her mouth so naturally. My brain short circuits, as I slowly turn my head to look down at her. She smiles at me, but a second later, her eyes widen in alarm and her cheeks heat. “Uh…I heard one of the guys behind us say that. Seemed smart.” When I continue to stare at her, she raises her hands in the air and does a little cheer. “Go sports!”
Without warning, I pick her up and stride to the passenger side of my vehicle. Ripping open the door, I drop her to her seat, wedging myself between her legs and pressing her back with my mouth on hers. God, that was fucking hot. She might not have any idea what she’s talking about but listening to her talkrugby…Jesus, I might cum in my pants if I don’t get inside her soon. When she pulls back to catch her breath, I force myself to stand, lift her legs inside the vehicle and slam her door shut.
I climb into the driver’s seat, my hands gripping the wheel, and look at her, nearly swallowing my tongue. “Where’d your pants go?”
“Who cares.” Sophia sits up in her seat, throws a long leg over the console and straddles my lap. Mouth on mine again, she guides my hand to her hot, dripping cunt, and wrestles with my joggers. I rub her clit before pumping two fingers into her.
“Fuck.”
I lift my hips to help her get my pants down far enough to free my dick. Grabbing my hand, she pulls my fingers from her center and brings them to her mouth. She sucks on them as she slides down my length. Groaning, I drop my head to her chest and breathe through the urge to cum. Not yet.
“I’m so wet, Monty. I’ve been soaked since you stepped foot on that pitch. Watching you…so masculine, sexy and rugged. Somine.” The possessiveness in her tone is like electricity skating across my skin. I find the hem of her shirt and shove it up, bra too, until her sweet little tits are bouncing free. Hand on her lower back, I guide her movements, pulling her nipple into my mouth as she rides me.
“Look at you. Fucking beautiful, baby, showing your man how much you need him.”
“I do.” She nods, her hands in her hair, back arching as her pussy snaps around me. “I need you and Yak. Always. Forever. You feel so good, Monty. So, so good.”
“I feel like yours, don’t I?”
“Yes!”
“That’s because I am. I belong to you. You own me completely. You and Yak. Fuck!” She shifts, leaning back against the steering wheel, hands on her tits. She dances on my dick, staring into my eyes. “Tug on ‘em, Sweetling. Pinch them pretty pink nipples.” I slide my thumb to her clit and start rubbing, my breathing hard as I barrel closer to my climax. “You are so fucking hot, sexy little thing. Everyone thinks you’re this innocent angel, but you’re wicked temptation. You want my cum?” She nods, whining as her fingers pluck her nipples. “I want to hear you say it.”
“Fill up my pussy, Monty. I need your cum, please.” I hold her up by her waist and power drive into her from below, my heels digging into the floormat, thighs tensing. She grabs the handle above the door and holds on as I fuck her with abandon. “Yes! Yes! YES!” A violent shiver wracks her body, her cunt pulsing, milking my shaft. I pull her down and thrust once more, as deep as I can, and fill her full of my cum as requested, my groans almost as loud as her cries of pleasure.
It takes a minute, but real life starts to slowly filter back in, and I remember we are in a parking lot, her security detail waiting for us to move. The windows are fogged, and both of us are covered in a fine sheen of sweat. Our breathing harsh in the confined space. Our eyes meet, one heartbeat, two heartbeats, and then we start laughing, my arms winding around her and hugging her tight. Our combined fluids leak between us, but I can’t bring myself to care. That was some damn good sex.
“Yak will be sad he missed out.”
I nudge her chin with my nose and then kiss her lips. “We’ll just have to make it up to him later.”
Sophia 10.
I’m the last to walk into the conference room at Mishpocheh Consortium. On the table are binders, notebooks, tablets, laptops, and more. What catches my eye is the pile of plushies and various children’s toys in front of Harper.
“I don’t understand why they’re sending them to me. I’m not humping Goofy for some asshole in a basement apartment! I draw the line at beloved Disney characters.”
“It’s important to set boundaries.” Rose nods solemnly as Harper’s frustration increases.
“Every day, moreGoofy. And look, someone sent me—”
“OH MY GOD!” Dottie yells from across the room and rushes Harper. She almost knocks her over in her haste to grab something from Harper’s hand. When I see what it is, my sisters and I start laughing. “POWERLINE!”
“What is it?” I take a seat while Blanche explains our sister’s neurotic behavior. Although, I’ve seen worse amongst the Kosher Nostra. You should have seen Jonah with his didgeridoo.
