Page 105 of Irresistibly Us
“Fuck,” I mutter, tangling one of my hands in her hair and gripping her hip with the other as I hold onto the tattered remains of my control. “Want you, Sal.”
Sophie lays her hands on my cheeks, stroking her thumbs over my skin. “Have me, Harry.”
Have me.
Her words are the flame that sets me on fucking fire. With one sharp thrust, I bury myself inside her, groaning into her mouth as she engulfs my cock in her tight, wet heat. I want to go slow. To hold on. To make this last like forever is what we have. But it feels too good, my need for her too enormous for this to be anything but what it is.
Wild.
Reckless.
Utterly uncontrollable.
Pulling back, I snap my hips forward, fucking Sophie in long, steady strokes, angling my hips to grind deep, to hit her exactly where she needs me.
“Oh my god,” Sophie says urgently, her arms wrapping back around my neck, her hips rising and falling to meet every one of my thrusts. “Please don’t stop. It’s so good.”
“Fucking right it is,” I agree with a grunt. “I’ll never stop. I’ll fuck you so hard, you’ll feel me for days. Weeks.” Sliding an arm around her back, I hold her tight against me, the pleasure so huge, so intense, I’m not sure I’ll survive it. This. Her. And as it starts to take me under, words spill from me uncontrolled. Mydeepest thoughts, pouring from my brain and straight into the space between us. “I want to come inside you. Flood you. Mark you so deeply you’ll always know who you belong to. So even when there are miles between us, a whole fucking country separating you from me, you’ll never be able to forget.”
“Tyler…”
My name falling from her lips on a broken whimper, her eyes staring up at me full of need and trust and the deepest love rewire my brain, turning me into someone wholly different than I was when this night began. Possession roars through me and I unleash, my thrusts jagged and uneven as I fuck her with abandon. The cool air practically singes our heated skin as our bodies slap together, a wicked, erotic soundtrack filling the quiet night.
Sophie’s legs tremble, her pussy clenching so tightly around my cock black spots dot the edges of my vision as electric pleasure races up my spine. “Motherfucker.” I groan, my hips never letting up. I drop my head down to drag wet, hot kisses over Sophie’s throat, neck, breasts, anywhere I can reach, desperate to mark as much of her as possible. To carve myself onto her body. Into her soul. “You’re so close, aren’t you, Soph? I can feel you squeezing around me. Can feel how badly you need me, and fuck, I love it so much. Love you so much. Will always fucking love you. Come for me. Please. Give it to me. It’s fucking mine.”
Tightening my arm around her waist, I hold her to me and grind hard and deep, hitting the spot I know will send her flying. And it does. Sophie explodes around me, her mouth open in a silent scream, and she meets me thrust for frantic thrust, her body shuddering, slick with sweat, as she uses me for her pleasure.
The sight of Sophie writhing beneath me, her cheeks flushed and the firelight dancing in her pleasure-drenched eyes has my own orgasm barreling into me like a fucking sledgehammer. Dropping my head, I seal my lips to hers, plunging my tongue into her mouth and holding her as tightly as I can, white-hot euphoria barreling up my spine. My own legs shake and mystomach muscles contract, my cock twitching as I fill her up. The pleasure is so intense it steals my breath, and I swear to god, for a few seconds I am not of this earth.
You would think that would be enough.
But it isn’t.
There is no amount of Sophie that will ever, ever be enough.
That thought has me desperate to give her more. So desperate I pull out of her, flipping her over roughly and pulling her to her knees, a shot of satisfaction arrowing through me when she gasps. The second I yank her ass into the air, my eyes land on my cum dripping out of her, down her thighs, and the view has me going entirely unhinged.
Bending low, I seal my mouth over her pussy from behind, sucking my cum straight out of her and onto my tongue, the taste of us together making me growl against her skin.
“Tyler, fuck,” she screams as I devour her, one of her hands flying back to grip my thigh as I eat her like she’s my last fucking meal.
“Fuck yeah,” I mutter against her. “Give me all your sounds. Every last one. Make it loud. Let everyone hear what I do to you. How good I make you feel. How badly I want you. Because I fucking want you, Sophie. Every minute of every day. I can’t do anything but want you.”
My hands grip her ass, spreading her wide for me as I lap at her, my tongue lashing at her clit and plunging inside her and licking at her ass until she’s rocking back against me, riding my face as her nails bite into my skin.
“One more,” I mumble. “I need you to give me one more, Soph. Come all over my face, and make it fucking messy.”
Shoving two fingers inside her from behind, I hook them down and wrap my lips around her clit, sucking hard. She goes off like a rocket, her moans shattering the stillness of the night, her body convulsing as her release pours out of her.
I lick up everything she gives me. She tastes like sweetness and heaven andmine,and it’s gasoline poured onto the inferno inmy veins. Even though I just came two minutes ago, my cock is rock hard and throbbing, and I’m shuddering with unrestrained need. Sitting up on my knees, I wrap my hand around myself, stroking roughly.
“On me,” Sophie demands, rolling over and pressing up into a sitting position, her hands snaking up her torso to palm her tits, rolling her nipples between her fingers. Her words and the sight of her, all naked breasts and flushed cheeks and hair wild and damp, has my brain shorting out as pleasure beats in my blood.
“Say it again,” I practically growl, speeding up my strokes as my balls draw up tight, pleasure snaking its way up my spine.
With a wild, wanton grin, Sophie slides a hand around my hip and down between my ass cheeks, ghosting a finger over my entrance. “Come on me. Cover me in your cum. You said you wanted to mark me. So fucking do it, Tyler.”
“Oh my fucking god,” I say on a whimper. She circles my hole, increasing the pressure of her finger until it dips inside me, and when she bends to press a line of hot, wet kisses along my abdomen, right above my stroking hand, it’s all too much. My release barrels into me, the pleasure so intense it’s almost painful. Hot cum spills from me, painting my hand along with Sophie’s tits and stomach, and I stroke myself through it, the noises spilling from me practically obscene.
