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CHAPTER FOURTEEN
“Well, I think Sophia has had enough excitement for one day,” I state, saving her from any further parental advice. “Let me show you around the grounds.” I help her up from her seat and place my hand on her lower back.
“Thank you so much for dinner,” Sophia says to them both. “If you don’t mind waiting a few minutes, I’ll be glad to do all the cleaning up.”
“No, ma’am, you’re our guest. Besides, we have a housekeeper and a cook who usually handle all this for us. Rick just likes to fire up the grill himself. It’s his man-thing,” Mom laughs. “You two go enjoy yourselves and don’t worry about a thing.”
“Thanks, Mom. Thanks, Dad. No need to wait up,” I say with a smile and Dad laughs.
The backyard really is an oasis and is somewhere I could get lost for hours and thoroughly enjoy it. Mom had it professionally developed to provide some shade during the hot Texas summers. Tall palm trees and Saw Palmetto bushes flank the slate rock lined path, with thick Bermuda sod grass and hostas accentuating the lushness of the area. The pathway itself is relaxing and beautiful, but it hides the focal point of the yard until the very last second.
Rounding the bend, Sophia stops suddenly and gushes over the view that is now before us. Tall rocks surround the infinity pool with ledges at multiple heights. Water cascades down the rocks at different places, like multiple waterfalls running at once. The tiki lamps outline the lagoon shape of the pool, and with dusk fading into night, the firelight shimmers off the water. It really is breathtaking and Sophia seems to love it.
The chaise loungers are spread around the perimeter of the pool so I guide Sophia to the closest one. We sit down together on one lounger and I stroke her arm, giving her a moment to take everything in.
“This is so beautiful,” she whispers.
“Yes, it is,” I reply, not taking my eyes off of her. She feels me looking at her and turns to fully face me. “Talk to me, Sophia. How are you taking all of this?”
“It’s a lot to take in, but I’m really glad you brought me here,” she says earnestly. “Your parents are wonderful. I wish I could’ve had such loving parents.”
“That doesn’t mean that there weren’t problems along the way, you know? It just means they worked on them together and stayed together no matter what they faced,” I explain. “They’ve just always loved each other more than anything else.”
Sophia stares off into the water and her mind is a million miles away. I kiss her hand and her eyes refocus when she looks up at me. “I do trust you, Dom. I’m sorry for doubting you. I’m really working on putting that behind us,” she says as a single tear rolls down her cheek.
“Tell me.”
“There are just so many differences in your definition of a submissive and what I’ve known. I’m having a hard time wrapping my head around it,” Sophia admits the very thing I suspected.
“Is my definition so bad?”
“No, it’s not bad. It’s good—almost too good to be true. I’ve always been told‘if it’s too good to be true, then it probably isn’t true.’”
I nod in understanding. “What does your heart tell you?”
“My heart says to hold on to you and never let go,” she replies without hesitation.
“Follow your heart,My Angel.”
Sophia’s eyes fill with unshed tears and her bottom lip quivers as she vehemently fights against crying. Simultaneously, we reach for each other and our mouths collide in a heated, passionate kiss as I lift her to straddle me. Just the feel of her hands on me is enough to set me on fire. I need to be inside her—now—and I don’t care that we’re in my parents’ backyard.
Thankful that she’s still wearing her skirt, I push it up around her waist and lift her to sit astride me as I turn to lie back in the lounger. Her upper body is pressed against mine as we continue to caress each other. She moans when she reaches between my legs and feels my cock hard and ready for her. She makes quick work of unfastening my pants and I lift my hips to help her pull them down.
Just when I think she’s about to move back to my lap, the wet, warmth of her mouth wraps around me and my head falls back in sheer pleasure. I jerk my head up when my cock hits the back of her throat and she lightly shakes her head before she swallows. As her throat muscles tighten around me, my hands grasp her hair and I tug on it as her head moves up. “Damn, baby, you’re killing me,” I growl out at her.
Her eyes lift to look at me as she takes me as deep as she can. The sight of her enjoying pleasuring me so much has me about ready to explode. “My Angel, I want you on top of me,” I instruct. As she takes her place back on top of me, I know the words are on the tip of her tongue. She wants to say them but she won’t since I haven’t said it first.
Her soft hand draws my attention as she wraps it around my cock and guides me to the ultimate destination. “Fuck, you’re already so wet,” I grind out as she slides down me. I grab her hips and help set the pace as she rocks back and forth. Lifting my hips as she comes down, I bury myself deeper and deeper inside of her over and over again with each thrust. Then she leans back and puts her hands on my legs as she rides out the waves of her orgasm. Using my thumb, I stroke small circles on her clit as she comes completely unhinged on top of me.
“That’s my girl,” I praise her, “you’re so beautiful. You take my breath away.”
She leans forward and I capture her mouth with mine. I wrap my arms around her and hold her tightly to me as I sit up, taking her with me. She readjusts her legs so that her toes are touching the ground on either side of the lounge chair. Using her legs, she moves up and down then circles her hips, repeatedly, and I feel her becoming wetter and wetter. As her inner muscles grip me once again, the sensation is so intense that I can’t resist the urge to come with her. The face-to-face experience is powerful—watching her eyes glass over, her face contort in gratification, and holding her body flush against mine.
“Now,My Angel, I want to feel you come againnow. With me,” I command and she obeys as she screams out my name.
Lying back with her on my chest and with me still buried deep inside her, this feels incredible. Holding her, making love to her, knowing the feelings I’m experiencing are reciprocated, and never wanting to let her go are all both new and exciting, and familiar and typical. The thought that I’ve foundthe onekeeps running through my mind at various times.
