Page 104 of Irresistibly Us
I don’t want to miss a thing.
Not when I don’t know how much longer I’m going to have her. This.
Clamping her hands down on my hips, Sophie sucks me deeper, taking me all the way to the back of her throat. When she gags just a little, her throat constricting around me, my eyes practically cross, pleasure surging up my spine.
“Fuck yes, just like that,” I mutter, using my grip on her hair to guide her up and down my length, wheezing out a breath when she grazes her teeth along the underside, and I’m very nearly positive I’m not going to survive this night.
What a way to go, though.
My body is vibrating with the need to move. To flex my hips and force her to take more of me. All of me. But I hold back, letting her take the lead.
She’s mind-bendingly hot when she’s the boss of me.
Sophie licks and sucks and drags her tongue along my length, dipping into my slit to lick the precum pooling at the tip before diving back down, taking me so deep I’m positive she’s sucking the soul right out of my body. I’m so focused on her, on the way she looks on her knees, lips stretched so perfectly around me, that the slap comes as a shock. My entire body jolts as her handcomes cracking down on the side of my ass, my dick leaking like a goddamn faucet. The pleasure that arrows through me is so intense I almost come on the spot, the moan that rumbles from my chest practically a roar.
I like to be spanked, I think idly. This is new and extremely important information I file away for later.
Sophie pulls off my cock and looks up at me, her eyes teary and glinting with something dark and dangerous that makes my entire body throb. “You said you were going to fuck my throat, so do it Tyler. Fuck my goddamn throat, and don’t you fucking dare be nice about it.” She narrows her eyes at me and leans down, spitting directly on my cock and then wrapping her hand around me, giving me a firm tug, eyes on mine the entire time, and I swear to god this is the hottest thing that has ever happened to anyone in the history of forever. I’m absolutely positive in this moment I would die for her without a single second thought. “Fucking now.”
Sophie takes me back into her mouth, hands digging into my ass, and when I flex my hips, pushing my cock further down her throat, she moans around me, the vibrations driving me insane.
“Is this what you wanted?” I pant, twisting her hair tighter around my fist, increasing the speed of my hips. “You on your knees for me, my rock-hard dick deep inside that pretty throat? You want to be my good girl, Soph? Then let me see you take all of me. Every fucking inch, baby.”
I thrust harder, my cock sliding deeper, and when she whimpers, pressing her thighs together like sucking me off is turning her all the way on, satisfaction works its way through me, ratcheting up my own pleasure, because I made her this way. Whimpering and writhing and as desperate for me as I am for her.
I am so fucking desperate for her.
“Goddamn, Sophie, your mouth is like fucking heaven,” I praise, gritting my teeth when she hums around me. “You feel so good. I’m so close, baby. So fucking close to spilling right down your throat. Can you take more?”
“Don’t hold back,” she rasps, sucking me right back down and sliding a hand between my legs, rolling my balls in her hand. When she glides a finger back behind my sac and presses firmly, the pleasure that rockets through me is so sharp and unexpected I gasp, my balls tightening and need for her slamming into me like a tidal wave. My body blazes with heat, and suddenly the idea of coming anywhere but inside her is more than I can bear.
“Fuck,” I mumble, rocking my hips in shallow thrusts, taking her free hand and lacing our fingers together. Holding on tight. “You have no idea how badly I want to come down your throat. See your mouth full of my cum and watch you swallow it down. But I need to be inside you. God, Sophie,” I grit out. “I need to be inside you so fucking badly.”
Pulling her off me, I sit back down and pull her onto my lap, crashing my lips to hers. I suck her tongue into my mouth, and when I taste myself, it makes me absolutely fucking feral. Kicking my pants the rest of the way down my legs, I flip us so Sophie is flat on her back on the wide seat of the couch.
“Please,” she gasps, and I press up to kneel between her spread legs. Sophie’s pupils are blown wide, curls wild and untamed, lips red and swollen from sucking me off, pure unadulterated lust swirling in her eyes. I am the luckiest fucking guy in the world that I get to have this woman. To love her. To see her just like this, gorgeous and needy and as wrecked for me as I am for her. I am so fucking wrecked for her. “Please just get inside me.”
Pleasure swirls through me as I dip down to kiss her before trailing down her body, flicking open the front clasp of her bra as I go, licking and kissing a path over her breasts, rolling her nipples between my fingers as I move lower. She squirms under me, her want a twin of my own.
Dotting a line of kisses along the waistband of her leggings, I push back to my knees and peel them down her legs, taking her underwear with them. I toss them away and dip down immediately, pushing her thighs apart to give her one long lick. When Ipress my tongue inside her, tasting her sweetness, I groan as her hips shoot up and a hoarse cry rips from her throat.
“You’re so wet for me,” I mutter, dragging my tongue over her clit. “Did sucking me off drench this pussy? Did you like having my cock in your throat, having me at your mercy? Because I am, baby. You might have been on your knees for me, but you own every inch of my mind, body, and fucking soul. I need you, Sophie. I’m fucking aching for you.”
Lifting my head, I look at her, and holy fucking shit. Her whiskey eyes are wide and lust-drenched, her skin bathed in the golden glow of the dancing flames, and she’s so beautiful that looking at her hurts my chest. Time slows and the world stops spinning, and no one exists but her and me, the love pulsing between us so huge and overwhelming it’s a living, breathing thing.
I cover her body with mine, kissing her deeply, letting our tastes mingle, our tongues dancing in a rhythm as old as time. Our bodies grind together, and we’re all panting breaths and galloping hearts and roving hands and we fit so well, so perfectly, I know in my deepest depths that it was never going to be any way other than this.
Sophie and me. Together. Always.
Hooking an arm under her knee, I spread her out for me, rocking my hips forward and letting my cock glide through her slit, covering myself in her arousal. I do it again, and then again, torturing us both.
Sophie moans when my tip nudges her clit, sparks of pleasure simmering in my blood. She wraps her arms around me, fingernails digging into my back, and I hope she leaves marks. I hope when she leaves next week, I’ll be able to look in the mirror and see the evidence of this moment. Proof that she was here and so was I, for this one, perfect night.
But god, I want more than just one night. So, so much more.
“I ache for you too,” Sophie says, her voice low and desperate as she wraps her legs around me, pressing her heels into my ass. “And I might own you, but you own me too.” She slides her fingers into my hair, lifting my head so my eyes meet hers. “You told me once you didn’t know it could feel like this. Well, neither did I. I love you, Tyler. So fucking much. I’ll never love anyone the way I love you. You are my whole world.”
Her words hit me so deeply my eyes burn, my body straining for hers with a fierce sort of desperation that has me leaning down and slanting my lips over hers as I line myself up and press just my tip inside her.
