The need to be inside her is a physical pain. But just as I’m about to sink inside her, I remember. “Shit, Soph. Protection.”
One hand comes to the back of my neck. Her legs tighten around me. “I’m on birth control,” she says. “And I’ve been tested. So if you wanted…”
My heart stutters. “You would want to go without?”
She gazes up at me. “I trust you, Nico. If you want…”
“I’ve been tested, too. And—” I kiss her. “Idefinitelywant to.”
“Then”—Sofia angles her hips so I slip partly inside her—“we should.”
So we do.
I sink into her, unprotected with a woman for the very first time.
And it’s everything.
Not just how it feels as I move inside her—the drag of her bare skin against mine—though it’s beyond amazing.
Not just the sensation of her inner walls rippling around me without any barriers to dull it.
But knowing she trusts me.
“I’ve never done this with anyone,” Sofia whispers. “You’re my first. Again.”
“Soph.” I kiss her forehead, feeling unexpectedly close to tears. “So are you.”
Then I lift Sofia high and pull her down again, filling her completely.
And we move.
Faster.
Harder.
Clinging to each other desperately.
With each thrust, Sofia moans louder. Her cheeks flush. Her breasts bounce as our bodies collide.
As she rushes closer to the edge, I watch her, memorizing each perfect detail.
And when we finally finish, one right after the other, my seed pulsing deep inside her, I’m seized by an absolute certainty.
I’ll do anything to keep her.
Once the aftershocks have subsided, I carry Sofia into the bathroom and turn on the shower. While I wait for the water to heat, I tell her, “After we shower, there’s someplace we need to go.”
Her forehead creases. “You don’t want to have a lazy night at home?”
“Normally, yes,” I reply. “But tonight, I have something else planned. Something I hope you’ll like.”
“Oh, okay.” She smiles. “And when we get back, maybe we could do the wall thing again?”
Though I just came harder than I ever have before, my dick twitches. “I think that could be arranged.”
Maybe I should have used a blindfold.
Not that it would keep Sofia from quizzing me about our destination, but itwouldhelp with the surprise. I thought about a blindfold when I initially planned this, but then I worried it might end up triggering her. Though it’s been two weeks since the incident with Subway Asshole, as Sofia calls him, her anxiety about leaving the apartment hasn’t gotten better yet. So I thought if she could see where she was going, she’d feel more comfortable.
