shirt, where she expertly pops the buttons.
My legs burn, but the last thing I want to do is stop.
“Bed,” I growl, and she nods.
Without breaking the kiss, I carry her to the bedroom. Her hands are everywhere, trying to undress me, popping each button and pushing at the fabric of my shirt to get it over my shoulders, taking it all the way off. I undo the fly on her jeans, pushing them over the curve of her ass, and breaking the kiss to push them down her thigh. They drop to the floor, and she steps out of them.
We make it to the foot of the bed with me naked from the waist up and her naked from the waist down, a peek of white lacy panties showing from underneath her tee, and her sexy as fuck heels.
My hands find the hem of her shirt, lifting her arms to help her take it off. She's only in her sexy wedding-night lingerie. I stop to take her in, having had no woman look as sexy as Sofia is right now, her cheeks flushed from our kisses. A part of me feels guilty, but I have too much blood in my cock to think with my other brain. I’m still wearing my pants but have managed to kick off my shoes on the way to the bedroom.
We stand there for a second, staring at each other. Taking each other in. I lower my head, watching her face as I do. Her eyes are large, cheeks flushed, lips parted as her chest rises with every excited breath. The combination is intoxicating. She’s the ultimate gift, standing there wrapped in lace ready for me to devour. I continue my descent, my eyes now focused on the creamy flesh spilling out of the top of a low-cut bra, her rosy nipples visible through the fabric, taunting me. I slowly run my tongue over her breast at the top of her bra. My hands work at the clasp of her sexy-as-fuck lingerie as I find her lace-covered nipple, using my teeth to bite down on it. Her back arches, fingers going to my hair, gripping hard as she lets out a long groan. It takes me longer than normal to get her out of this contraption, finally loosening it enough for me to push it down to her waist. But fuck, it was worth it; her tits are perfect. I knew they would be by how they felt in my hands. But seeing them bare is beyond what I imagined, her taut, dusky nipples a contrast to her milky white breasts.
She undoes my belt and zipper, and when she wraps her hand around my hard cock, I hiss out a breath. She starts stroking me, and I release a groan followed by an elongated, “Fuuuck.”
Stepping out of my pants, I lower myself to sit on the bed. Sofia keeps palming my cock, her eyes following the movement of her hand. It feels so good. But as she moves to go down onto her knees, I stop her.
“No, babe, not that I wouldn’t love your lips wrapped around me, but I need to taste you.” I kiss her as I spin her around and lay her down on the mattress. I lower to my knees and pull her hips toward me, so her ass is hanging off the edge of the bed. I spread her legs and kiss her over the tiny piece of lace hiding her sweet pussy from me. I run my tongue over the soft skin of her inner thighs.
“Jett,” she moans.
Lifting my head, my eyes meet hers. “I know, baby.” I pull the lace and rip it off. Running my hand back up her thighs, one of my palms lands on her bare pussy. Applying pressure, I rub in circles, making sure to get maximum friction against her clit. Her body arches and her breathing accelerates, driving her crazy. Feeling her pulse beneath my hand makes my dick harder than it’s ever been.
“Jett, please,” she begs.
Not able to wait any longer, I insert two fingers inside her. Fuck me, she’s so wet and warm.
She gasps and lifts her hips as she contracts around me. In response, I start pumping my fingers in and out, dragging against her inner wall each time I pull out. I need to taste her. Leaning forward, my lips join my fingers, and I start licking her clit. Her moans make me rock hard, and I want nothing