“You’ll love my collection of toys. You seem like a woman who would like being played with in the bedroom.”
“I’ll take that as a compliment.”
“I know you’re a strong independent woman outside the bedroom, but there isn’t anything wrong with wanting to be submissive and give control to someone else every now and then. Other times, you know what you want and go after it.”
“Then it’s good that I want to suck you dry while playing with your ass.”
“Fuck yes.”
She adds more lube to her fingers, and I spread my legs while bending my knees, allowing her better access. Soph strokes my dick with her lubed hand. I groan, begging for more. “You better get where I need you, and right fucking now.”
“So damn bossy.” she smirks and moves her hand. I feel her digit slowly probing my opening, and I’m close to begging.
“Relax.” Her soft voice surprises me, but I do what she tells me. I breathe slowly, calming my racing thoughts. This is beyond my wildest dreams, and my entire body is desperate for her touch.
As my body relaxes, her finger slides in. I let out a low moan that echoes through the room. Fuck, I love the feeling of her finger inside me. She moves her finger slowly, going deeper, and when I relax even more, Soph adds another digit.
“Fuck, that feels too good,” I groan and close my eyes. My entire body shakes with pleasure.
“Just wait until I start sucking you off,” she says, adding more lube around my butthole.
While still fingering me, I feel her warm breath as her soft lips wrap around my cock. The feeling of her fingers and mouth at the same time almost sends me over the edge. I try to think of something…anything else, so I don’t release my load in the first ten seconds. Taking me deeper, she licks and sucks around my hardened cock while her index finger curls in a come here motion, finding my prostate. She hits the spot repeatedly as she repeats the movement, and it almost blinds me.
“If you don’t want to swallow my load, I suggest pulling off right now.”
Being the firecracker she is, she keeps going and rolls her tongue along with my piercings. That’s all it takes for my release to fill her mouth and coat her throat, and she takes it all like the champion she is.
The best part is right after when I get to kiss her. Many guys think it’s gross, but kissing a woman after they give you a five-star blowjob never gets old. And especially not with her.
When we cuddle, ready to sleep, I only keep thinking I could get used to being next to her. But because of our past and unique relationship, I know it’ll take time.
22
SOPH
Currently playing: Here’s to Us by Halestorm
My eyes snap open when I hear an overheated argument outside the room. Two unfamiliar male voices reach my ears before I hear someone yelling for them toshut the fuck upfrom another room. It takes me a moment to remember where I am. I function better after a certain time.
Omaha. Overbooking. The funeral. The drinks…Oh shit, Jax.
I have no idea how he’s doing after everything went down yesterday. Turning over, I feel how cold Jax’s side of the bed is—the smell of his aftershave and the soreness I feel are the only proof he was even there.
“Jax?” I tentatively ask into the empty room, even though I know I’m alone.
I start to get out of bed naked but drop back into the soft mattress as my muscles protest like they’ve been overworked. It means only one thing; last night wasn’t a dream. We had sex again, even after I told myself the time at King Tattoo wasgoing to be an exception to the ‘only once’ rule. Now we’ve broken that rule twice. I would lie if I said that I regret sleeping with Jax. I don’t. Being with him is like a religious experience; I find my faith in his dick. My parents wouldn’t be too happy to hear that after putting me through Catholic school. What they don’t know won’t hurt them.
But waking up alone in an empty hotel room isn’t how I imagined our morning after. After last night’s sessions of giving ourselves into temptation, I was expecting to find Jax next to me this morning. But he’s nowhere to be found. The clock on the nightstand says it’s only 8:10 a.m., and our flight back to the city isn’t until late afternoon.
Now that the voices are gone, I use the breathing thingy Haisley taught me to get more sleep. With my mouth closed, I inhale through my nose while counting to four. I hold my breath for a count of seven before exhaling through my mouth. I’m about to repeat the breath cycle when my phone pings.
Checking the phone, there’s a text from Haisley. It’s like we have a telepathic connection, and she knew I was thinking about her.
Haisley:Guess what??I just got invited to the last-minute Halloween party that my boss is having this weekend. Are you interested in joining as my plus one? Saturday at 9, near my place.
Soph:I can’t, sorry. I’m babysitting for Shannon and my parents have something else planned.
Haisley:What a bummer! I even had a couple costume planned for us *sad emoji*
