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CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
Friday evening, I’m finally on my way home on my private jet. Darren Hardy, my CFO, and I are going through the financial data from the government contract. He’s more excited and animated than I’ve ever seen him. The contract has to be approved by the governance committee, but the director at the facility was confident there would be no problems. Especially since my proprietary software was ingeniously compatible with their current operating systems but made their security protocols infinitely more secure.
I was in such a hurry to get out of that place and on the plane back home, I didn’t take time to stop and call Sophia. Deciding it will be best to surprise her when I get home, Shadow calls Tucker to ask if Sophia is at my house or her condo tonight. Knowing I’m due back at any time, she had Tucker take her to my house where she’s currently impatiently waiting for me to arrive.
I have so many plans for her this weekend and not a single one of them involves leaving the house. Her Sunday rule will have to take a backseat this time. I’ve had to go without touching, feeling, smelling, tasting, and seeing her all week. We have a lot of missed time to make up for and I’m not letting her out of my arms for more than a few minutes at a time.
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Thirty minutes after we land, Shadow has thoroughly checked every square inch of the car and we’re finally on our way back to my house. It’s a forty-five minute drive from the private airstrip and I curse myself again for not having one made on my other property. The thought occurs to me that I haven’t taken Sophia there or even told her about it yet.
It’s a lake house about an hour south of Dallas. It’s not as isolated as my main house, but it’s still secure and it’s beautiful there this time of year. Maybe next week I will take her there so we can just get away from all this for a while. Just not this weekend since I’m not leaving the house for any reason at all. We pull into my driveway and I feel a rush of excitement and relief hit me. I’m home.
As we reach the front door, Tucker steps outside and Sophia rushes around him and flies into my arms. I lift her off the ground and carry her into the house. In between urgent kisses, I call over my shoulder, “Tucker, you can just leave the bags in the car until morning. I won’t need them tonight.”
Tucker and Shadow both chuckle. “You got it, boss,” Tucker replies.
With Sophia plastered to my body, and her hands working feverishly to unbutton my shirt, we finally make it upstairs to my bedroom. No playroom antics tonight. I just need to immerse all of my senses in everything that is Sophia. She pushes my shirt off my shoulder and then grips my hair in between her fingers. Walking her backward until we reach the bed, I unzip her skirt and let it drop to the floor. Breaking our kiss only long enough to quickly remove her shirt, I deftly remove her bra before gently guiding her to sit on the bed.
“Leave the shoes on,My Angel,” I take a moment to admire how sexy her legs look in those heels.
After quickly shedding the rest of my clothes, Sophia moves backward on the bed and I crawl up her body. Leaving wet kisses in my wake, I stop and peer into her eyes. “I love you, Sophia,” I fervently tell her.
Reaching between us, I glide my finger across her entrance, spreading the wetness and preparing her for my intrusion. I can’t hold back my groan of satisfaction as my finger slides deep inside her. Her resulting moan intensifies and her fingernails grip my back as I add a second finger. “Fuck, baby, you feel so good,” I growl out.
She lifts her hips, taking everything I offer and asking for more. Sliding down her body, I stop when I reach the sweet spot. “You know, I haven’t had desertall week.A whole week with no cupcake or icing makes Dom a very grumpy man, so I’d better fix that first,” I utter with my lips against her, causing my voice to reverberate through her core.
In a slow, controlled approach, my tongue delves into her most sensitive area and she cries out. Her fingernails dig into my scalp as I become more and more vigorous with my performance. Looking up at her, but not moving away, I command her, “Be still, Sophia. No squirming allowed.”
She breathes heavily, her chest rising and falling in rapid succession as she tries to calm her overheated body. Positioning her legs so that her knees are bent, I slide my hands under her hips and lift them in the air. She knows what’s next and she grips the sheet with her fists to try to keep from moving again.
“Don’t make me have to stop what I’m doing, Sophia. My cupcakeneedsicing. I’ve been deprived of it all week,” I warn her with my domineering tone. “Don’t deprive me again tonight.”
With that, I dive back in full force and Sophia’s fingers are the only part of her that dares to move. They dig into the sheet and mattress, fisting the material and pulling as hard as she is able. When I add fingers to the mix, she completely comes undone in my hands and I lap up her essence like a starved man.
“That’s more like it,” I praise her. “Are you ready for me?”
“Yes, Dom,” she simultaneously pants and pleads.
Gripping her lithe body in my hands, I flip her body over, face down on the bed. Knowing exactly what I want, she keeps her head down and raises her hips into the air. The ultimate submissive pose in my opinion, she’s offering her body to me freely. Gripping her hips from behind, I position my cock at her entrance and slam into her. Her body lurches forward and I pull her back with my hands while surging my hips forward into her over and over again. Her face is buried in the pillow to muffle her repeated screams.
“Move that pillow and let me hear you,My Angel,” I demand and she complies. The sweet pitch of her voice climbs higher and higher as she reaches her peak yet again. Leaning over her, I grasp a handful of her hair and twist it around my hand. With the next forward thrust, I pull her hair and her upper body rises to meet me. The additional sensation is exactly what she needed to bolster her orgasm and her inner muscles clench around my cock, milking me until it’s impossible for me to withhold any longer.
We both collapse exhausted on the bed and I pull her into my arms, facing me. Kissing her eyes, her nose, her cheeks, and finally her lips, I shower her with love and attention. “You are so beautiful, love. I could stay awake all night and just stare at you.”
She strokes my face, my manicured scruff, and my hair as she looks at me adoringly. “I’ve missed you so much this week. I’m so glad you’re finally home. I was starting to think they were going to keep you another week.”
“Not a chance,” I smile.
“Will you have to go back again?”
“Yes, in a few weeks. We passed the test with flying colors, so I will go back with the first set of our engineers to start implementing the system upgrades. The good news is I won’t have to stay the whole time, but Idohave to be there to kick it off.”
“Then, I hope you plan to make up for lost time before you leave me again,” she purrs.
“Absofuckinglutely,” I reply before covering her body with mine again. The morning light begins to dawn before we’re both finally sated and totally dehydrated. I fall asleep with Sophia tucked safely in my arms and sleep better than I have in the past week since I’ve been away.
