time tonight.”
She groaned, and I chuckled as I set her on her feet. Taking a few steps back, I said, “Take off your shirt.”
Our eyes locked, and she pouted. “Can’t we both get undressed at the same time?”
The desperation in her voice made me feel like the king of the jungle. But she was giving me all of her tonight, and I wanted it to be good. We’d fucked plenty, though that was just our bodies. Tonight we’d upped the ante.
So I reined in my desire and repeated myself. “Take off your shirt, Sophia.”
I managed to keep my eyes on her face while she slipped the silver top from her shoulders and let it fall to her feet. But fuck—she had no bra on. Her gorgeous, smooth skin was on complete display, and her full, real breasts had the sexiest natural curve to them. Deep pink nipples stood at full attention, coming to pert, hard points. My mouth salivated. I couldn’t wait to bite them.
Raising my chin, I said, “The pants now.”
The sound of the zipper of her jeans coming undone echoed through the room. This little striptease was supposed to give me time to get myself under control, but it was having the opposite effect. I was so hard it was growing painful.
Sophia slipped the denim down her sexy, toned legs and stepped out. Standing before me, she wore only a small triangle of black lace covering her pussy. God, I loved every one of her curves…the narrow of her waist, the slope of her hips, those smooth, mile-long legs.
My voice came out gruff. “You’re so beautiful.”
Though she was standing before me practically naked, my words seemed to make her blush.
“Thank you.”
I started to undress myself, taking my time as the tension between us built. Like her, I let my shirt fall to the floor, and then removed my pants. Sophia’s eyes dropped to the noticeable bulge in my boxers, and I practically growled when she licked her lips.
“Fuck, Soph. Don’t look at me like that.”
She sucked her bottom lip in. “Like what?”
“Like you want me to put you on your knees with your hair wrapped around my fist while I feed you my cock.”
Her eyes twinkled, and her lips curved to a devilish smirk. “Take off your boxers.”
Fuck.
I shook my head. “Get over here.”
The minute she pushed her warm tits up against my chest, I lost my last sliver of self-control. With my hands in her hair, I not-so-gently tugged her face up to meet mine.
All hell broke loose after that. Sophia pushed down my boxers, her fingernails scraping my skin in the frenzy to get them off, and I took her taut nipple between my teeth and tugged until I heard her breath catch. She wrapped one leg around my waist and hoisted herself up, climbing me like a fucking tree. If I’d had any doubt whether she was ready, that went out the window. Her pussy was soaked as she rocked up and down, coating me with her juices.
“I want you,” she groaned.
I sat on the edge of the bed with her in my lap. Sophia’s arms shook as she wrapped her hands around my neck and lifted herself enough to take me into her body. I felt the heat of her warm pussy slip over the head of my cock, and then she stopped. We had no condom on. I was just about to say something, but Sophia beat me to it.
“I…I’m on the pill. And I got tested before I left London. There hasn’t been anyone since.”
And here I was thinking her letting me kiss her, letting me look at her beautiful face while I was inside her, was the biggest gift she could give me. But this—this was so much more. Trust.
I looked into her eyes. “I’m clean. It’s been years since I’ve been with a woman without, and I get tested regularly.”
Sophia nodded and leaned in to kiss me as she started to lower herself. But I wasn’t having that. I’d let her take control, ride me as slow or as fast as she wanted, but I needed to see her tonight. So I held her face a few inches from mine. I saw the confusion in her eyes.
“I’m game for however you want it—fast, slow, on top, or underneath me, but I want to watch you.”
Her eyes searched mine before she nodded. Then she lifted again and slowly pushed onto me. It took everything in my power to not buck my