Now I’m going to do what I planned to do from the moment I found out she was here.
With a stuttering breath, Sofie sags against me, her entire body twitching as I slow my movements and ride out the last waves of her orgasm. I nip at her earlobe then bite her neck right over her pulse, my hips rolling when Sofie shifts her weight, my finger returning to her clit with slow swipes. “You want me to fuck you, Cookie? Fuck that tight little cunt right here in the closet?”
In lieu of words, Sofie groans, leans forward then pulls her dress up to her waist. She shoves her ass against my pelvis, lifting one foot off the floor and planting it firmly on a shelf for leverage, and I can’t help but chuckle a bit.
“Is that ayes, Sofie?”
“Yes,” she snaps, then moans as I keep rubbing her clit while my free hand smoothes over her ass and slips between her legs. “Yes, Sammy, please. I want you to fuck my pussy.”
Something inside of me breaks over her words, cracks and shatters over this entire thing, so I slap her asscheek hard before I move to my fly. I open my belt, unbutton and unzip, pull her panties out of the way, and within seconds I’m slamming into Sofie so hard we both have to brace ourselves against the door.
Jesus, she feels good.
So fucking good; better than I remember.
Tight—so fucking tight—and hot, a velvet heat that warms me to the bone.
Memories flood my mind while I pound my cock into this woman. Hundreds of other scenarios like this one, some tender and sweet that I’d almost callmaking love, other times that were fast and dirty, hard and so full of passion we couldn’t wait another minute for my cock to be inside of her.
It isn’t just that though, not just memories of all the times Sofie and I had sex that come rushing back while I rut her from behind like a beast unleashed.
With each brutal thrust of my hips, I see her sleepy smiles, her playful grins. I hear her voice and how it sounded first thing in the morning or when she’d call me after work just before bed. Three-hundred-and-sixty-three days worth of memories play through my mind like a movie, perfect and beautiful moments trapped in time never to be seen again.
Because after this, after I fuck Sofie goodbye, I am going to do everything I can to forget our year of heaven and give into the hell I’ve been trying to stave off for so goddamn long.
“Fuck,” I grunt as my thrusts become even more punishing, Sofie chanting my name over and over in time with each one. “Goddamnit, you— “
“Feels so good.” She moans. “So fucking good, Sammy. Sammy, I’m going to come again. Oh!”
Just like the first time.
Like so many other times.
Her words, the way she feels, how Sofie clings to me with one hand and braces herself with the other.
It’s all so familiar, it’s like coming home.
And when Sofie’s pussy clamps down on my cock, my name—mynickname—tearing from her lips, heat races down my spine, my balls draw up tight as fuck, and I explode, my orgasm firing rope after rope so deep inside the only woman I will ever love that it’s branded onmyfucking soul.
Sofie leans against the door as I drop my forehead to her shoulder, both of us panting and sweaty. “Jesus… I…”
I don’t want to hear whatever it is she thinks she needs to say.
So I ignore the way my body—and my heart—aches, pushing myself off the door before I carefully pull out and start tucking my dick back in my pants.
“Sam… I— “
“I’m out of here,” I grunt, carefully avoiding her eyes as Sofie turns to face me. “Got some friends to lay to rest.”
I can see her nod as she tries to fix her dress on shaky legs. “Right. Yeah, of course. I need to get back, too.”
She watches me fix my slacks, then the rest of my clothes that are still wet but barely disheveled, and when I finally give her the eye contact I know she is hoping for, she meets me head on. “Do you think… can we maybe meet up somewhere and— “
“I have nothing to say to you that hasn’t already been said.” I force a cocky grin as her lip quivers. “Consider that myparting gift.A finalI love you, if you will. You can use it to get back at your cheating piece of shit fiancé, and I can say I fucked you out of my system. Beyond that, Sofie, we’re done and I really don’t want to see you again.”
“You are such a bastard.”
“Always have been,Cookie,but it’s hard to see that when a bastard can make you come the way I can.”
