“We agreed she could split her time at home and the office.” I shrug, not at all disagreeing.
Gunner scratches his jaw. Something’s been bugging him about Miles, even though he hasn’t said anything. I heard about their fight the day we finished moving out but never got details. I assumed it was about Sophie, but something has stuck.
“I’m ready! Five minutes early, I might add.” Sophie announces, coming out in an airy skirt with a slit up the side and a top that fits her perfectly while leaving her shoulders temptingly bare. She looks over everyone, and her smile brightens. “Everyone’s home!”
She walks over to Nick and kisses him softly, putting the lasagna away for him, then kisses Gunner before taking his glass and putting it in the sink. She’s been limiting him while she’s around. Fitting herself to Gunner’s side, she whispers something in his ear that softens him.
“Yeah. Yeah.”
“Don’t pretend you don’t like it.” She points at him.
“I know.” He kisses her hungrily, not pulling away until she moans and tugs on his shirt. He spins her around, then hands her off to me. “Nope. You’re all Holden’s tonight.”
“Clubbing.” She points at him. “Soon.”
“We can go tomorrow, babes.”
She beams and loops my arm. “Behave you two.”
“Bye, Soph,” Nick calls.
I treat her to a limo, and she melts against me. “You’re full of surprises already, Hold.”
“I like making you smile,” I admit with a shrug.
She kisses me softly, then climbs in my lap to kiss me again and again, her fingers stroking the back of my neck ever so softly. “You’re very good at it.”
“That’s why you keep me around?”
“I keep you around because I love you, silly.” She murmurs against my lips.
My heart stills for a moment, and she rubs my chest as it starts up at a thundering pace. She nods. “I love you. Every bit of you.”
“You should have saved that,” I whisper.
“Hmm?”
“For on the way home,” I growl, dragging her close and kissing her like I’m starving.
My hand slips up her thigh, and I dig my fingers in as I plunder and claim her mouth. She whimpers, then tugs at my clothes until she can get her fingers under my shirt. I groan and kiss across her throat.
Adjusting her on my lap, I reach for the button on my slacks. Sophie tugs at the zipper, panting. “So hot and eager.”
“It’s your fault.” I catch her hands as she jerks my pants and boxers down to my knees. Pulling them to my mouth, I kiss across her knuckles. “Say it again.”
Sophie sinks down on me, her hot, wet pussy tight around my cock. Groaning, I rub my hand up her silky thighs and try to keep the noise to a minimum, so our driver doesn’t hear. She gasps and wraps her arms around my neck.
“I love you, Holden.”
Her body rolls against mine, and she stifles her panting, moaning breaths in my throat as I cup her ass in my hands and guide her. Sophie telling me she loves me as she rides me in a limo is such an intense combination that all I can do is take what she gives while trying not to mark up her neck and shoulder.
“Fuck, you feel good.” She pants.
“You’re heaven.” I groan, thrusting into her tight pussy again.
Every touch is pure pleasure ripping through my veins, her nails digging into my shoulders and her thighs tightening around my hips have me in overdrive. She rolls her hips again, taking me deeper as her pussy pulses around my cock.
A low groan leaves my throat, and I pull her back to devour her sweet mouth as she fucks me. Sophie is everything. She’s the passion pumping through my veins, the hunger to be better, the hope I have for tomorrow.