When I feel her walls start to relax, I lazily thrust in and out, until she’s writhing and begging for more, “Please, I need more.” Her hands are digging into my shoulders. I keep my thumb manipulating her clit between our two bodies, my lips find hers, trying to keep her from feeling the pain, and then I thrust further inside and break her hymen.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” she screams out as she rips her mouth away from mine. I stop immediately. If she were to say it hurts too much, I’d be out of her body an instant.
“Want me to stop?” I ask her, as I sit back on my haunches.
“No, can we just stay like this for a little bit?” she asks, and the tears I did see gleaming in her eyes are gone.
“Yeah, you let me know what you want Sophia, and it’s yours,” I tell her as I lean down and take a kiss from her. I’m not gentle in taking her mouth. I’ve learned Sophia likes that bite of pain, and it only makes her hotter when she receives it.
When she starts squirming beneath me, I slowly and lazily drag my cock in and out of her pussy.
“Better now?” I question before I can make us both feel good.
She nods her head yes. “I want the words, Soph.” I demand.
“Yes, please, I need it now,” she whimpers.
I take her slowly, and there’s nothing better than being inside of Sophia even if it means taking her at an agonizingly slow pace, but I’ll always give her what she needs. And if this is what she needs, she’ll get it.
Her hips start tipping up to meet mine, and that’s when I know she’s ready for more, my thumb goes back to her clit. I want her fucking screaming my name when she comes. I use my fingers and pinch her clit on and off until she’s coming. I thrust hard and deep a few more times before I’m emptying myself into her.
I fall on top of her, making sure I don’t hurt her, and bring her up and on top of me, as I lay on my back.
Fuck, this right here, my semi hard cock, still in her swollen pussy, with my seed slowly dripping out of her. This moment, it’s now ingrained in my memory forever.
“Uh, Vince. You should ummm…know, I’m on birth control,” she mumbles out coherently and fuck, I should have protected her, and I fucking didn’t.
“I wasn’t even thinking. Fuck! Sophia, I’m sorry. I should have used protection,” I tell her honestly. What if she wasn’t on birth control and I took her choice away. Sure, I’d love to see her belly swollen with my child, but I don’t want her to feel obligated either.
“We both should have talked about it, but it’s okay. I promise and well, I love the feel of you inside me without anything between us.”
“Same, Babe. I think your cunt took all of my coherent thoughts, and for that I’m sorry, but I’m not sorry for being inside of you,” and that’s the fucking truth.
“Vince,” she moans out as I start to slowly get hard again while I’m inside her.
Chapter 19
Sophia
I’m relaxing on the massage table, a towel draped over my body, my muscles relaxing, except in between my legs. I’m thinking back on this morning when I gave Vince one of the most intimate pieces of me. We lazed in bed together, him on his back, me on my side our hands entwined and sneaking kisses from each other. Neither one of us ready to leave the room and start our day.
He eventually got up, as his phone was buzzing on the night stand next to the bed. He reads the email and said, “Fuck, duty calls.”
I heard the water turn on, thinking he was starting the shower. So, he could get up and ready for the day, but when he came back out with the water still running, he came to the bed and picked me up, bridal style and ever so slowly, placed me inside the bath tub. He didn’t join me unfortunately, but he got into the shower beside the bath tub, and I got an unobstructed view of his body as he showered.
He got out faster than I thought he would, and was dried off, teeth brushed, shaved, and dressed in under ten minutes. Men have it so easy, I swear.
He comes back in and kisses me thoroughly, “Feel free to stay however long you want, and don’t forget what I said about your massage therapist,” he grunts before he kisses my forehead and he’s off.
It still makes me giggle as Maria massages my arms, back, and shoulders thoroughly. As much as I’m supposed to be relaxing and enjoying this moment, it’s now day six of my fourteen days of vacation and I’m dreading leaving next week. As much as Vince says we’ll make this work until we figure out where my next stop is after leaving New York, I’m still apprehensive to see if we can actually make this work.