Chase-
The hairdryer’s muffled purr woke me up. I lay face down on lilac-scented sheets. The pillow where my head rested smelled like Sofia’s coconut shampoo. I got out of bed in my birthday suit and entered the bathroom. Sofia stood before the vanity, wearing a matching red lacy bra and panties, drying her hair.
Shamelessly, I eyeballed her lush body, leaning against the open door frame. Everything about her was perfect, from the curve of her neck and shoulder to the dip of her waist and swell of her hips, her long-toned legs, and the way she stood on the tips of her toes as she inspected the hairline on her forehead, I was mesmerized.
“I have gray hair,” she mumbled, meeting my eyes in the mirror. She turned off the hair dryer and pulled her hair up, tilting her head from side to side.
Ever since she gave birth to Elise, she’d been conscious of her body. And I don’t let a chance pass by without reminding her how amazing her body is, how I love the stretch marks on her belly. She brought a precious being into this world, made my life perfect, allowed me to become a father to our beautiful daughter. Becoming her husband was an honor I’m still working on, and I’m finally close to earning it. Fucking finally.
I walked behind her, pressing my steel-hard cock against her lower back. With my arms slinking around her belly, I scrutinized the part where she said gray hairs exist and found none.
“That’s just the lights, baby,” I murmured, burrowing my lips on the junction of her neck and shoulder.
Sofia giggled, angling her head, giving me more access to her neck.
My cock jerked. Fuck, she smelled so good, so sexy, and all mine.
We’d been together for five years, and my need to be as close to her as humanly possible grew daily. How the fuck is that even possible?
Our eyes collided in the mirror, reflecting love, lust, and desire. “You’re just saying that,” she pursed her lips, gasping as I lowered a hand over her lace-covered mound and up her breast.
“How much time do we have?” I asked, playfully biting her shoulder.
“No more, Chase,” she coyly groaned in a sham protest, pushing her ass back against me. “We’ve been at it since we arrived here. Aren’t you even tired?”
The truth was, ever since we had Elise, I craved alone time with Sofia more than ever. Having a child meant she’d always be our top priority, and ‘dada devouring mama’ time was scarce. Sofia chose to become a full-time mom, refused to get a nanny, and gave up her job at LBPR. She takes good fucking care of our daughter and me, and I couldn’t be more proud of her, but I miss those days when I could fuck her like there was no tomorrow.
Fuck! I’m so fucked up in the head, aren’t I?
So when opportunities like this arise – we are alone, we can be as loud as we want – I relish every fucking second of it.
“I can’t get enough of you,” I admitted, spinning her around, hoisting her up the counter. Scaling her mile-long legs, I wrapped them around my waist and kissed her, savoring the taste of her lips.
“We’re gonna be late for our engagement party,” she sighed as I lowered the cups of her bra, kneading her heavy peeks.
Five years we’ve been engaged, and between Sofia and me, I am the one popping the question of when we’d get married. Now that she’s finally on board, I’m over the moon.
We definitely will be late, but fuck them. Alone time is precious to me, and I want to worship my fiancee’s body, remind her how fucking crazy I am about her.
“Ten minutes,” I murmured, capturing one pebbled nipple between my lips.
“Hm,” Sofia pushed her chest forward, burying her finger through my hair. “Five.”
I chuckled against her supple flesh, growling when her fingers snaked between us, capturing my cock. “Fine.
How sore are you, baby?”
We arrived in Rio last night and haven’t left our suite since. We made love, fucked, ate, and repeat.
“I’m not sore,” her voice was raspy with need. “Put this inside me now, Chase.”
“I wanna eat you first.” I pushed the offending material of her panties aside. She was red, definitely sore. I dropped to my knees before her, pushed her legs apart, and blew hot air into her center. She was already soaking, glistening, but she definitely needed rest.
Sofia leaned on her palms backward, watching me as I lowered my mouth onto her oasis, throwing her head back at the first swipe of my tongue.
Goddammit! I’ve never tasted such sweet pussy in all my life.
I licked the length of her slit, swirled my tongue on her clit, searching for her hardened pearl, sucking on it. I worked my mouth over her length, feeling half-starved as I tried to taste all of her. Her fingers fisted my hair, pulling so tight while I continued to ravish her for my own satisfaction.
“Oh, god!” Sofia moaned, pinching her eyes shut, grounding on me, fucking my mouth. She made all kinds of noises, letting me know how close she was to coming. I lifted one of her thighs over my shoulder, taking better access to her pleasure as I pushed my tongue on her entrance. I traced the sensitive flesh of her pussy, loving her scent against my buried nose, unable to slow the frenzy as I feasted on her arousal.
“You dirty girl,” I spoke against her folds. Pushing two fingers inside her, I watched her stomach tighten, head went back as I ripped a long, pleasured cry out of her.
“Want me to suck on your clit, baby?”
“Yes!” she gasped.
“Uh-uh,” I chuckled, “what does my good little fiancee say, hm?”
Her heavy-lidded eyes met mine. “Please, make me come.”
Satisfied with her response, I smirked. “Good girl.” I rewarded her by latching my mouth onto her bud and slowly sucked on it; my tongue danced in circles around it.
Her legs trembled. I worked her over until she got closer and closer to the edge. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as she exploded in my mouth, her walls gripping my fingers in a chokehold. I savored everything she released for me, grunting in satisfaction as I cleaned her up, allowing her to come down from her high.
When she was done, I kept my fingers inside her. “One more, baby,” I said, and she shook her head.
“No more,” she gasped, wetting her parched lips with her tongue, pushing my hand away from her pussy. “I won’t be able to walk, and everyone would know what we’d been doing.”
Reluctantly, I stood and fenced her on the counter.
“They can mind their own business,” I groaned, pawing the back of her neck and kissing the life out of her. She threw her arms around my neck, kissing me back with equal ferocity. “Fuck, you’re fucking hot, baby.”
She giggled, a deep blush covered her cheeks. “What about you?” her eyes pinged down on my cock.
“Rest for now.” I cupped her face. “After the party, you’ll have none.”
She swatted my chest playfully. We kissed some more before Sofia finally managed to push me to get a shower. When I came out of the bathroom, she was nowhere in sight, probably moved to Jessica’s suite.
Smart girl. I won’t be able to keep my hands to myself if I see her getting into that beautiful white engagement dress. She showed it to me last week and almost ripped it to shreds.
I took my time getting dressed, thinking of how far we’d come since we crossed paths again here in Rio. It seemed only yesterday when she strutted into my office as my new publicist. Some sentences are incomplete if you are not reading this novel on Jobnib.com. Visit Jobnib.com to read the complete chapters for free. I fought the pull drawing me towards her. I knew she was too good for someone as fucked up as me, but here we are. And I thank the heavens every day for giving Sofia to me. She made me want to be the better version of myself, gave me a reason to do better in everything I do, and I can’t wait to marry her.
As I was getting out of the suite, my phone vibrated in my pocket. I pulled it out, a message from an unknown number flashed on my screen. Only a few people knew my personal number, so I opened the message, frowning as I scanned its content.
Unknown Number: Chase, it’s me, Sammy. I’m in town for the weekend. I want to see you.
It’s not the first time a fling from the past tried to get my attention, so I deleted the message, completely ignoring it.