Chapter 82
Sophia's POV.
I must've taken him by surprise as he remained silent and immobile for some seconds. Then, he leaned down and brushed his lips against mine. “What did you say, Sophia?”
My breathing grew heavy. “Kiss me, Alex,” I commanded.
I shivered when his tongue rolled along my lower lip. It was just a fleeting touch, almost unreal but I wanted more, more than I knew he could give me. I wanted to lean forward and claim his lips in mine but he had my head locked in place with his hands.
His teeth bit down gently on my lower lip and once again, he pulled back after just a mere touch.
Is this his way of punishing me? Because this is pure torture! I wanted more.
“Alex, please.” I found myself begging him and throwing my hands around his neck in an attempt to bring him closer.
He rested his forehead against mine, still not kissing me.
“Are you sure about this? I don't think I can stop this time around even if I tried, Sophia.” He whispered.
I swallowed. “Then don't.”
He inhaled sharply and this time, when I leaned closer, he didn't stop me. Instead, he brought his lips down to mine rather roughly and backed me up against the wall behind me.
When his hands skimmed across my body in that all too familiar way, I moaned out his name. The feeling was out of this world.
He pulled back a moment later, breathless and he grabbed a hold of my hand and guided me towards his bedroom.
“What's on your mind, love.” He asked once we were inside his bedroom he planted a few kisses on my neck.
“Nothing.” I lie, giving him a slight smile.
“I already told you, you're a terrible liar.” He softly bites my neck and I gasped out. He squeezes multiple asses, hard.
“Just thinking about how it would feel to have you inside me again.” I bit my lip, I was dying to get him inside of me.
He groans, then flips me around, slamming my ass to his front, he grabs me by my hair and yanks it backward.
“Fuck, Sophia.” He growls.
His hands trailed down my body and ripped my panties, literally ripping them from my body.
I gasp. “Hey! I liked— oh fuck!” My response got cut off when two fingers slid inside me. God! I missed this feeling.
“You like this?” His fingers sped up inside me, sending bolts of pleasure through me.
“Fuck! I want all of you, please.” I admit through a moan. As the feeling overtakes me, I grab onto his arm, trying to hold myself up so I don't fall.
“You want this cock, baby?”
I whimper in response “Please.” I breathed, pushing my ass to his front.
I hear a tug on his pants, then feel his already hard dick along my folds. He teases my clit then all of a sudden, he moves me forward, bending me over the edge of the bed.
An embarrassingly loud moan leaves my throat when he thrusts his entire length inside of me. He grabs my neck for leverage while pounding into me.
Alex picked up into a hard punishing rhythm, I couldn't help the loud moan escaping my mouth.
“Fuck! You're taking me so well. I've missed this so much.” He massages my ass harshly then leaves it with a harsh slap.
I clench repeatedly around him as my orgasm builds.
“Oh fuck, I can't—” I whimper, struggling to hold myself by the edge of the bed.
“Take it.” He slowly pulls out of me, leaving only the tip inside then slamming inside me causing me to fall face-first on the bed. He grabs my arms with one hand, pinning them behind my back and the other one wrapped around my waist, holding my entire body weight up.
“Fuck! I'm so close I—” The first orgasm washes over me, fast and pleasurable. He continued pounding inside me, overestimating me more than I'd ever been. The second orgasm doesn't take long before it crashes into me, this one, slower, almost painful in the most satisfying way possible. My legs start shaking and I finish with a loud cry as he pulls out of me.
I hear him let out a groan, finishing on my back.
He turns me around, looking into my eyes.
A second later, his lips are on mine, kissing me like it's his last time ever doing so. His hand slides behind my neck, guiding me through it, tilting it to the side for better access to me. His tongue slides inside me, exploring every inch of my mouth.
He kisses me so hard, so long I don't have time to catch my breath. He pulls away and I let out a gasp for air. My arms tightened around his neck, holding myself up because my legs were failing me.
He pulls me up, my legs wrapping around his waist as he walks out of the bedroom and sets me on the bathroom counter, then cleans and dries me off in the most comforting way possible.
This side of him is so different from a few minutes ago. He can be dominating and yet so soft, kind, and sweet.
A few minutes later, he changed me into his oversized shirt and placed me on the bed. I snuggle into the sheets when he joins the bed behind me. He wraps his hand around my waist pulling me close to him, leaving no space between us.
“I feel the same way too,” I whisper so silently I hardly hear it myself. “What?”
“I love you.”
In an instant, I'm flipped over and his lips are on mine again. He kisses me hungrily, full of excitement. When he pulls away, he rests his forehead on mine, his voice is low and unclear but I hear the relief in his voice.
“I love you. Fuck, I love you.”
I couldn't help but smile in my half-sleep state. I couldn't remember the last time I'd felt so good, so satiated and so comfortable around someone. It felt like having a new home.
He sighed, stroking my hair gently. “I love you, Sophia O'Brien.”