Page 31 of Wheelie's Challenge
Sofia looped her arm around his neck and drew him close. “It’s your turn now.”
A sexy grin edged the corners of his mouth. Still holding her gaze, he slid his hand down and buried his fingers into her slick folds. Her breath caught in her throat as she watched him slide down her body until his head was between her legs.
“I need to taste you, baby. I’ll be gentle.” Wheelie licked her outer and inner lips, savoring her thoroughly. “So good. So damn sweet,” he muttered.
“It feels incredible,” she panted. Wheelie’s touch was gentle but unyielding, and he seemed to care how she was feeling. “Oh… damn!” Sofia spread her legs further apart as he slipped another finger into her. In and out his fingers went as his lips and tongue never stopped moving.
Everything inside her coiled tight as she rolled her hips beneath him then bucked upwards, pushing her pussy into his face.
“You want more?” Mirth laced his voice, then he watched while he flicked her clit with the tip of his tongue.
Sofia moaned and the sound echoed around the bedroom.Fuck!Not wanting to come so fast again, she twisted her fingers in his hair and pulled. “I want you inside me.”
As if sensing she was ready to explode, Wheelie gave her clit a small kiss then pulled up. His lips glistened from her juices and desire vibrated through her.That’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.
Wheelie ran his tongue over his mouth, his eyes fixed on Sofia’s, and bent down as his lips hovered over hers. “Taste yourself,” he said and kissed her deeply. “So good.” He rocked back on his knees and pushed her legs further apart. “So fuckin’ sexy,” he grunted as he stared at her pussy with a searing, hungry intensity.
“Wheelie,” she said softly, reaching out and stroking his warm, hard cock.
“Fuck, baby.” He placed a hand on each ankle and lifted her legs up, hoisting them over his shoulders. Locking his gaze with hers, he pushed into her.
“Wheelie,” she gasped as he spread and filled her up. He was inside her, and it was even more spectacular than she’d fantasized.
While seated deep within her, Wheelie bent down and kissed Sofia then trailed his lips to her tits, sucking and biting them. Then he pulled up and slipped out of her, but before she could utter a word, he thrust back in hard and deep.
“Fuck, you feel good,” he grunted, withdrawing then driving back in even harder… faster… rougher. Raw. Powerful. Intimate.
In… and… out… over and over. Wheelie’s musky scent—his flexing muscles—his panting grunts, they took her outside of time, making thatonesensation-filled moment all that mattered: no memories, no present, no future. There was only fervor, euphoria, and the slap of skin on skin as their bodies slid and ground against each other in a feral dance of forbidden desire.
“Sofia,” he breathed.
Frenzied. Relentless. Insane.
Her toes flexed, her mouth went dry, and sweat poured down the back of her neck. She clutched his shoulders, her nails digging into his skin as she met his wild pace. Then his thumb slid down between them, applying pressure on her hardened nub while he kept pounding into her. The tension in her core coiled tighter and tighter as he pressed and rubbed relentlessly.
“Wheelie!” The guttural cry bouncing around the room was unrecognizable to Sofia’s ears as she shuddered and gasped. Her entire body spasmed as wave after wave of ecstasy hit her, each cresting higher than the last.
A few more hard thrusts and Wheelie stiffened as his warm come spilled inside her. Sofia glided her legs off his shoulders and he collapsed on top of her, his mouth nuzzling her neck. For several minutes they lay panting and holding each other, then he rolled off to his side and gathered Sofia in his arms, cuddling her close to him.
This wasn’t sex. This was… Wheelie. I hope he feels it too.
He twirled a strand of her hair around his finger. “That was something. Do you have any idea what you do to me?” Wheelie lifted her chin up, and she stared into his eyes.
“Make you happy?” she said softly.
He chuckled. “That too, but you turn my world upside down, baby.”
“And that’s good, right?”
“It’s fuckin’great.” He bent down and kissed her deeply then placed her head on his chest.
Wheelie’s heartbeat comforted her, and for the first time in many years, Sofia felt safe, happy, and loved. She burrowed deeper next to him and fell fast asleep.
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Sophia’s eyelids flickeredopen to the morning light trickling in through the blinds. For a few minutes, she soaked in the warmth of the covers before throwing them off. She sat up, dragged her feet off the bed then lifted her arms above her head and yawned. The smell of bacon and dark roasted coffee beans wafted through the room, tantalizing her. She stood up and padded to the bathroom then turned on the shower.
After drying off, Sofia went back into the bedroom and opened her bag, took out a pair of jean shorts and a tank top, and slipped them on. She saw Wheelie’s T-shirt from last night bunched up on a black and slate geometric-patterned armchair. She went over and picked it up, inhaling deeply.Leather, fresh air, and lemon soap.Sofia hugged the shirt against her.Wheelie, all the way.Her stomach growled, reminding her how hungry she was. She put his shirt back on the chair, her gaze lingering on it as she finger-combed her hair, then she left the room.
