Chapter 5 One night stand 2

I moved up, hovering over her entire body, my lips pressed back against hers to distract her from what was happening down below. A spurt of precum coated her little puffy lips, giving me a sense of ownership. I grind my hips forward over her slit, coating my cock with her juices and getting her ready for me. It started to go awry when she felt the tip of my cock, at her entrance. She tightened up and seemed like she was actually beginning to get nervous. I didn't want her to back out, I comforted her.

"It's okay, baby girl," I told her. "I'm going to take care of you. If you tense up, it's only going to hurt worse. Stay relaxed for me."

She nodded her head, and I could feel her body losing some of the tension. My hand came back up to fondle her breast while my lips connected back with hers and I pushed myself inside of her, all in one go. She squeaked into my mouth, and I knew that she was in pain. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry," I apologized to her and kissed her over and over again. I wished that I could wipe away her pain, but I couldn't.

"It's okay," she whispered. "Keep moving."

I was slow with her, at first, slow and gentle to make it hurt as little as possible. But, once she seemed to grow used to it, I increased my pace and thrusted inside of her the way that I wanted to. She felt heavenly, tightly wrapped around my cock.

Pumping my hips forward, as my mouth comes down on hers. I reached out and grabbed her hips, holding her still as I rock the tip of my cock in and out of her warm pussy.

"Tell me, Soph. Do you want my cum? This is your last chance to change your mind? I know what I want. I take what I want. And, baby, I want you. I will never let you go."

She nodded, unable to voice her feelings out amidst all the pleasure she was getting from me as I thrust my cock in and out of her in a rhythm.

I wrapped my arm around her back steeling her as he thrusts forward. "There's no point in stopping what we started now. Just remind me later after I've taken care of your pretty pussy to take you over my knee and spank that ass," I growled before crushing her mouth to mine

I watched as her body adjusts to mine, loved the way she capitulates my every command as I controlled her body. I thrust forward and pull out just leaving the tip in before pumping back inside. Her wall clenched around my cock and she exploded, legs shaking and heart pounding. I thrusted up, driving my cock deeper until I shoot my cum in her.

I slid out almost all the way, leaving just an inch inside, then pump forward. She cried out, but this time it's a soft moan for more. My mouth takes hers roughly as my cock pulsed. I was so close to cumming again that I needed Sophie to be one with me. I latched onto her nipples which had become my new play thing, sucking it between my teeth. She moaned, arching and rolling her body and tormenting herself until I thrust harder in and out of her. Then, I attacked her neck, kissing, nibbling and sucking on her beating pulse. Her hands run up my sides and over my shoulders, spurring me on to go faster. I slipped my hand under the back of her knee, tugged it around my waist, driving myself deeper into her womb.

"Your pussy is so tight, it's like you don't want to let me go."

"I don't, I'm so full. Jack, I...you feel so good."

"Soph, are you going to cum for me again. I want to feel your pussy squeeze every drop of cum out of me like it's demanding my seed. Do you want my cum?"

"Yes. Give me your cum, please. I want it all for me."

I slammed into her over and over with my balls slapping her ass. The sound of our sweaty flesh meeting only turned me on and made me wilder.

"Sugar, it's all for you. Now come for me" I demanded, hanging on by a thread. Sophie's tightened up, her nails digging into my skin and her pussy choking my cock. I felt her walls pulse as I flooded her womb with jets of cum. "That's it, love. Your pussy is pulling every drop out. Take your cum."

She shook and tossed her head back, panting as she rode out her orgasm on my dick. I slipped my hands under her body and roll with her on top of me.

"Wow," she sighed. I could take her all over again, my cock, although not completely hard, is still hard enough to fuck her brains out. If she kept rolling her hips on me, it won't be long before I filled her cunt up again. Sophie nestled her head against my chest, and I felt complete. I felt at peace with my arms around her.

The next morning,

She looked good.

Really pretty. I had never spent much time observing sleeping women and certainly not unless they'd shared a bed with me but none looked better than Sophie in the morning. She slept sprawled on her stomach, her hair tousled from the night was swept back from her cheeks, she looked enormously appealing and attractive.

I had thought it was because of those big green eyes and the way they dominated her face but her eyes were closed now and her face was at rest.

But she looked so damn good.

Maybe it was her skin, Sophie's skin was like silk, smooth white silk that was faintly flushed with rose petals. I shook my head, both embarrassed and appalled by my line of thoughts, when a man started thinking of metaphors to describe a woman's skin, he was in deep.

I walked over, set a cup on the nightstand and then sat on the edge of the bed. I could smell her- a pure natural scent that wasn't offensive to my nose. She was different from those women that loved perfume like it was their source of living.

"Sophie." I touched her shoulder over the duvet and shook her lightly, when she would eventually wake up, she might suffer from a hangover so it was much better to deal with it now.

She made a sound that was caught between a groan, followed by a pout before she turned over. The movement slithered the duvet a little down her shoulder to reveal her white, soft and alluring skin that could cause nosebleeds.

"Sophie, wake up." I shook her shoulder again and held it to prevent her from turning aside. "Soph wake up, it's late and your parents might be worried." I whispered close to her ear.

"Mum, go away, your voice is so loud and I have an headache." She muttered in between groans of pain.

Grinning, I leaned closer and caught the lobe of her ear in between my teeth, this had her eyes springing open the next minute. She blinked, tried to focus with the sight in front of her but before she could say another word, I captured her mouth with mine and thoroughly kissed her lips.

"Well, that worked. You are awake now." I murmured and nipped lightly on her lower lips, I could never get enough of it.

"Yeah, wide awake. That's one nice way to wake me up." She cleared her throat but her voice remained sleepily husky as she tried to suppress a groan from escaping her lips but failed. "How much did I drink?"

"Enough to let you have a hangover," I grabbed a black plaid thermos, a mason cup filled with an orange liquid and a snowy white napkins folded around two croissants. "I thought that I should be in charge of your welfare this morning, I'll get you a saucer and a cup. You should put some clothes on, your body is uhm- distracting."

"I thought that you were not interested in me on a physical level so the sight of my naked body shouldn't send you to an unbridled sexual frenzy." She said with a grin as she sat up.

"Cute, real cute Sophie. I can see that you are usual cheerful self this morning. But if you want to be stuck on that bed for hours, you can test my level of self control." I left the room and when I returned she was wearing a sweatshirt that was bigger than her. "Have you had any aspirin yet?"

She shook her head. "No."

"Then you should have this first," I offered her two pills and the orange liquid. "Take them with this, just gulp it down, don't think about the taste."

"Two pills? I take two when I break a nail." She frowned.

"Don't be such a wimp." With that, she accepted it without another word.

She scowled at the liquid that I had poured into a tumbler. "What the hell is this?"

"Salvation, trust me." I smirked.

Probably because Sophie doubted that she could feel much worse, she swallowed the pills and two gulps of the orange liquid. "Damn! It tastes like embalming fluid." She twitched her nose.

"Oh I imagine it's the same principle, I never tried it but now I'm glad I didn't. Take the coffee, it wouldn't do much for the hangover but I can assure you that you'll be fully awake to enjoy it."

Sophie took the cup from me, her irritation turned to surprise at the first sip. "Pretty good coffee, I love your beans, it almost tastes like my mother's" She plumped a pillow at her back and snuggled into it. With the mug cupped in both hands, she took a sip again and sighed. "I can't remember the last time anyone brought me a coffee in bed."

"I'm glad to have been able to fulfill that."

"You know what, you are this big stubborn man with hard muscles and biceps. There is something irresponsible knowing that you have an equal capacity for looking mean as you do for being kindness. I am a sucker for bad boys with soft hearts, you know?" She ran a hand across my cheeks that I hadn't bothered to shave in days.

I took the hand she pressed to my cheeks, intended to push it away but Sophie linked her fingers either mine and leaned closer to kiss me. Very sweetly and softly so that every muscle in my body throbbed in reaction.

"What are you doing soph?"

"Don't ask."

I could have pushed her back on the bed, plunged on the feral need she had built inside me but I could see the headache so clearly in her eyes and I didn't want to hurt her. "Listen to me," I spoke carefully, keeping my eyes on her. "You don't know what I am capable of and what I am not capable of, the only thing that you can be sure of is that I want you but we work together, things are going to get messy."

"What do you mean?"

"I don't want to mix business with pleasure, it ends up being bad and I hate complicated." I don't want to hurt her, I can't let her expect the best of me, she deserved someone better, someone who would spoil her with all the love and attention that she deserved but that someone wasn't me. I knew it deep down within me.

I looked down at our joined hands, she had dropped the coffee at some point. "I won't be kind, I would say this once and it wouldn't matter a damn to me if you are sorry later."

"When I make a choice, I don't play the hindsight game. I know that you're not just warning me but you are also warning yourself."

"Good, get yourself together. I'll make us some breakfast, you should call your parents too, they might be worried about you, I would be too, if I was in their shoes.