confirmation that he’s looking for. He leans in and presses his lips into mine. I kiss him back, wrapping my hands around the back of his head to hold him close to me. His tongue delves into my mouth and my lips are quick to part and allow him entrance.
He tastes so sweet. The sweetest. I could lose myself in his embrace for days on end without even realizing it. His kiss intensifies, as though he can sense my need to fall into him.
My heart pounds hard in my chest.
This might be the most passionate kiss we’ve ever shared. Maybe it’s because of everything that has gone on tonight, or maybe it’s because there’s something else that has happened between us. All I know is that I want to pull him inside of me. All of him. In every possible way.
My body aches for him in a way that it’s never ached before. I need to have him. Right here. Right now. I can’t wait any longer.
Chapter 5
Sofie
Before even realizing it, I’m in Calvin’s lap, straddling him. My blue dress rides up as I spread my hips even wider, grinding myself against him. His hips press upward, into me. His cock is already as hard as steel—probably because I’ve spent a month torturing him.
But this time I’m not going to tease him. This time I’m not going to stop until I’ve made him come so much that he can’t possibly come anymore.
His fingers dig into my back. He pulls me even tighter against his body. Our tongues dance and intertwine around themselves. He tastes better than he’s ever tasted before. I suck on him, greedily.
“Jesus, Sofie,” he groans into my mouth.
His whimpering spurs me on even more. I suck his tongue even harder and press my hands into the wall behind the couch to rub myself against his cock. His thickness twitches and strains under my weight.
I’m already so wet for him. I can feel it with every circular thrust I make. Calvin’s never had a hard time getting me wet.
He wraps his arms around me and holds me close as he rises off the couch. Instinctively, I wrap my legs around his waist, pinning myself against his enormity. His hand slides down my back until he’s cupping my asscheeks.
Then we’re moving.
The next thing I know he’s lowering me to his huge, comfortable bed. When he finally pulls away, my lips buzz. The sudden absence of his flesh pressing against mine makes it feel like something is missing.
His eyes fall down along my body. There’s a hungry look in them as he takes a moment to admire me.
“God, you look so hot,” he says.
My eyes lower to the bulge in his pants before returning upward.
“You’re not looking so bad, yourself.”
The corner of his lip tugs into a smirk.
“Do you know how long I’ve been waiting for this moment?” he asks
His voice is deep and strong.
“Just as long as I have.”
The smile on his face widens, just a little, causing my heart to skip a beat.
“That sounds about right.”
I squirm on the bed. I can’t take it anymore. The need inside of me is begging to have him.
“Are you going to make me wait even longer?” I ask, innocently.
“It would serve you right after everything you did to me these last few weeks.”
I let out a giggle.
“It wasn’t all that bad, was it?”
His eyebrows rise, surprised.
“It’s been one of the worst months of my life. I wouldn’t wish it on my worst enemy...”
Another giggle escapes me, but Calvin doesn’t look too pleased about it.
“I guess I did torture you a lot… Maybe it’s about time I start making it up to you?”
I scoot to the edge of the bed and pat the spot next to me, giving him a look.
Calvin stares at the spot for a second before moving. He sits next to me and then lies back along the bed until he’s propped up by only his elbows. His physique is long and slender and the only thing that looks out of place is the large bulge in his pants.
“How are you planning to make it up to me?” he asks, his tone suggestive.
I bite my lower lip—making sure he sees
He tastes so sweet. The sweetest. I could lose myself in his embrace for days on end without even realizing it. His kiss intensifies, as though he can sense my need to fall into him.
My heart pounds hard in my chest.
This might be the most passionate kiss we’ve ever shared. Maybe it’s because of everything that has gone on tonight, or maybe it’s because there’s something else that has happened between us. All I know is that I want to pull him inside of me. All of him. In every possible way.
My body aches for him in a way that it’s never ached before. I need to have him. Right here. Right now. I can’t wait any longer.
Chapter 5
Sofie
Before even realizing it, I’m in Calvin’s lap, straddling him. My blue dress rides up as I spread my hips even wider, grinding myself against him. His hips press upward, into me. His cock is already as hard as steel—probably because I’ve spent a month torturing him.
But this time I’m not going to tease him. This time I’m not going to stop until I’ve made him come so much that he can’t possibly come anymore.
His fingers dig into my back. He pulls me even tighter against his body. Our tongues dance and intertwine around themselves. He tastes better than he’s ever tasted before. I suck on him, greedily.
“Jesus, Sofie,” he groans into my mouth.
His whimpering spurs me on even more. I suck his tongue even harder and press my hands into the wall behind the couch to rub myself against his cock. His thickness twitches and strains under my weight.
I’m already so wet for him. I can feel it with every circular thrust I make. Calvin’s never had a hard time getting me wet.
He wraps his arms around me and holds me close as he rises off the couch. Instinctively, I wrap my legs around his waist, pinning myself against his enormity. His hand slides down my back until he’s cupping my asscheeks.
Then we’re moving.
The next thing I know he’s lowering me to his huge, comfortable bed. When he finally pulls away, my lips buzz. The sudden absence of his flesh pressing against mine makes it feel like something is missing.
His eyes fall down along my body. There’s a hungry look in them as he takes a moment to admire me.
“God, you look so hot,” he says.
My eyes lower to the bulge in his pants before returning upward.
“You’re not looking so bad, yourself.”
The corner of his lip tugs into a smirk.
“Do you know how long I’ve been waiting for this moment?” he asks
His voice is deep and strong.
“Just as long as I have.”
The smile on his face widens, just a little, causing my heart to skip a beat.
“That sounds about right.”
I squirm on the bed. I can’t take it anymore. The need inside of me is begging to have him.
“Are you going to make me wait even longer?” I ask, innocently.
“It would serve you right after everything you did to me these last few weeks.”
I let out a giggle.
“It wasn’t all that bad, was it?”
His eyebrows rise, surprised.
“It’s been one of the worst months of my life. I wouldn’t wish it on my worst enemy...”
Another giggle escapes me, but Calvin doesn’t look too pleased about it.
“I guess I did torture you a lot… Maybe it’s about time I start making it up to you?”
I scoot to the edge of the bed and pat the spot next to me, giving him a look.
Calvin stares at the spot for a second before moving. He sits next to me and then lies back along the bed until he’s propped up by only his elbows. His physique is long and slender and the only thing that looks out of place is the large bulge in his pants.
“How are you planning to make it up to me?” he asks, his tone suggestive.
I bite my lower lip—making sure he sees
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