Untangle Me (Love at Last #1) Page 6

  “In the back, Sophia. Now!” he said firmly while holding the door open for me.

  I looked around, and only a trickle of people moved around on the streets at this hour.

  He helped me as I climbed into the back, trying to avoid smacking my forehead on the door frame. The windows were tinted and gave us privacy. Kayden sat down and helped me place my body over his. My dress allowed him easy access as he pulled my panties to the side. A sheen of sweat began to form on my skin because the car was hot and the air inside stuffy. He unzipped his pants and guided his cock to my throbbing wet pussy. We had spent all night on Bourbon Street kissing and stroking each other—I wanted him.

  I looked through the car windows on all sides and didn’t see anyone. He rammed his cock inside of me, and all thought vanished. I no longer worried about the people on the street. We didn’t make love—we had feverish sex in the back seat of my car. The only sound was our skin slapping against each other, our lips and tongues moving together, and our breaths fast and harsh.

  I collapsed on top of him, exhaustion overwhelming me. We were breathing heavily, but he remained deep inside of me. He grabbed my thighs and held my body above his. He began to pump while holding my body in place. He increased speed and bit my neck, lost in passion. I cried out from the pleasure and pain. He invaded my entire being. My eyes rolled back in my head from the sensation of his cock thrusting in and out of me.

  His thrusts began to slow until all movement stopped. Neither one of us climaxed, but I knew he was far from done for the night. I rested my forehead against his and tried to catch my breath. “Do you think anyone saw us?” I asked.

  “I’m sure they saw the car rocking.”

  “What? The car wasn’t moving,” I replied in disbelief. I was horrified that someone might have seen the car moving.

  “Oh, yes, it was. Someone had to see it moving if they were walking by,” Kayden said with a sly grin and a hint of amusement in his voice. Holy shit. I had never been so reckless in all my life. Sex had always been in private. I worried too much about my career. Kayden had wiped all sanity from my mind and replaced it with only carnal intent.

  9

  Kayden

  Off Course

  I just fucked her, but I needed more, wanted more of her.

  “On the bed, Sophia. On your back, legs spread.”

  She crawled onto the bed in an unsexy way, but the spectacle made my cock grow harder. She was the sexiest woman I had ever seen, but she didn’t know how to use it to her advantage. Thank fucking God for me. She flopped onto her back and lay there like a scared child, staring at the ceiling, avoiding eye contact with me.

  “Wider,” I said.

  Her pussy was glistening, calling to me, an open invitation. I removed my clothes quickly before crawling onto the bed. My cock was throbbing for release, but I wanted to possess her.

  I pressed my body against her but kept my cock out of reach of her dripping heat. I grabbed her breast and sucked her nipple roughly. I flicked it with my tongue and grazed it with my teeth. I moved my free hand slowly up her leg, skimming the tips of my fingers across her skin. Her body broke out in goose bumps, and her back arched from the difference in sensation. My fingertips reached the peak of her breast, and I pinched her nipple between my thumb and finger. I sucked and pinched each nipple in an alternating rhythm. Her hips moved as if in invitation, and her head dug harder into the pillow. I placed my hard cock next to her wetness. Her hips moved as if trying to swallow me, but I didn’t accept the invitation. I wanted her to wait. I was in charge and wanted her to know it.

  “Please, Kayden.”

  I climbed up her body and stared into her eyes. I rubbed my cock up and down through her stickiness as her eyes rolled back. I slowly glided the tip inside and could feel her pussy sucking and squeezing my cock greedily. My mouth closed over hers, and my tongue nudged her lips to open to me. As her body stopped demanding to be filled, I jammed my cock inside of her. She moaned into my mouth, and I withdrew fully from her core. Her hips arched from the loss of fullness, and a moment later, I thrust my cock to the hilt.

  I lifted my upper body off and moved her hips, so I could sit back on my legs. I wanted to see myself buried inside of her. The candlelight twinkled off her skin and illuminated the fullness in her breasts. She was a vision, naked before me… Mine.

  “What are you looking at?” she asked.

  “I’m enjoying looking at your body. You’re so fucking sexy.”

  “Stop looking at me and fuck me, Kayden. You’re making me nervous.”

  “Nervous? I wish you could see my cock buried inside you. It’s amazing. I want to enjoy you with my eyes before I feast with my body,” I said.

  She raised her arms and tried to cover her eyes with her arms. I slowly peeled them from her face, holding them by the wrists. I placed them above her head, gripped them in one hand, and pinned her to the bed.

  “I will make you see yourself as I do, Sophia, if it’s the last thing I do,” I said. “I could never get enough of you.”

  She was at my mercy, restrained, and impaled by my cock. I began to move in a slow rhythm, in and out, wanting her to feel every ridge on my shaft. Her hips bucked as I increased the speed. I felt her contract around me like a vise. I reared up slightly and slid my hand around her throat. We’d spoken about sensual choking, and she was intrigued by the prospect but had never experienced it before now. Her eyes grew wide, but she didn’t protest. I applied slight pressure on each side of her airway. Her face flushed, and her eyes closed slowly.

  “Whose pussy is this?” I asked, moving close to her ear.

  She didn’t respond right away, so I stopped all movement.

  “It’s yours,” she said.

  “Whose is it? I can’t hear you, Sophia,” I whispered in her ear, once more waiting for her response before giving her the release she craved.

  “Yours, Kayden. It’s your pussy!”

  “It is, and don’t you forget it either. It’s mine and only mine.” I removed my cock and quickly slammed it back into her quivering core.

  My movements became unrelenting and punishing, and I pressed a little harder on the veins in her neck. Her mouth opened in ecstasy as her hips moved off the bed. Her pussy began to milk my cock violently. Her body shuddered, moisture glistening across her skin. The contractions began to slow, and I released the pressure around her throat.

  I chased my release, moving deeper and faster than I had before. Her body was limp and pliable under my grip. I gripped her ass, tipped her hips upward, and pounded her without guilt.

  My cock grew harder, and my balls tightened. My body began to shake from the earthquake that was about to erupt from within. My world exploded as my vision blurred. The air in my lungs became trapped, and I was unable to breathe as my mind only had one goal…release.

  I collapsed on top of her, unable to hold my body weight as my muscles weakened. I rested my forehead against hers and tried to steady my breathing. Rolling onto the mattress, careful not to crush her, I gathered her into my arms. Her legs entwined with mine, a sexy tangled mess of limbs and hair.

  “I love being here with you,” she said against my shoulder in a sleepy voice.

  Her body stilled as I stroked her skin and played with her hair. She was asleep. Warmth overcame my body, mind, and soul. She was mine.

  The clock read four a.m., but I couldn’t sleep… I didn’t want to sleep. She would be gone in a couple of hours. I’d tried so fucking hard to close my heart off to the possibility of heartbreak, but Sophia made it impossible to stay on course. Before she arrived, I knew I only wanted her in my life, but I never thought I’d ask her to be mine. I wanted her to be only mine and know that I was committed to her.

  She slept so peacefully. I could watch her sleep for an eternity. My sole purpose for survival consisted of work and meaningless sex, but Sophia turned my world on its head. She was a bit shy compared to her online personality, but there was a sexuality that oozed
from her timid demeanor. She’d always been a self-described bookworm, but I knew she had a wildness she had always suppressed, until me.

  Fuck, she could ruin me.

  I watched the minutes tick by, dreading the moment my alarm would signal the end. Her eyes flew open as the alarm began to screech.

  “Good morning, handsome.”

  “Morning, Sophia.”

  “Have you been up long?”

  “Nah, just woke up a few minutes ago,” I lied.

  “I’m sad the weekend’s over. I didn’t want to sleep last night,” she said.

  “Me too. Fuck, I’ll come see you as soon as I can.”

  “I know you will. Maybe we can Skype, so I can at least see your face each day.”

  “Hell yes. Maybe you’ll see more than my face, remind you of what you’re missing.” I moved my eyebrows up and down for effect.

  I couldn’t take the sadness. I needed my lips to be entangled with hers during our last moments in bed together. I conveyed all the passion and longing I felt toward her in that kiss. My cock grew hard and ached to be inside her again, but I knew she was sore. She would feel me for days as it was. I ended the kiss slowly with a bite of her lip.

  “I have to jump in the shower, baby doll.”

  “Okay, I’ll pack my bags,” she said while stretching, giving me a full view of her naked body. Did she know what she was doing to me?

  I showered quickly, not wanting to miss a moment. My balls were aching to be inside her again. This distance bullshit was going to be torture. By the time I finished getting dressed, she was packed and ready. I helped her carry out her bags with a heavy heart.

  I grabbed and kissed her, cradling her face in my hands. I could feel wetness touching my fingers as she wrapped her arms around my body. Neither of us wanted the weekend to end, but the real world awaited our return.

  Sophia drove away.

  Motherfucker.

  I never thought it would be so hard to say good-bye to anyone ever again. I had made sure of that until she came into my life. I had so many regrets in my life. How would my life have been different if I would have met her years ago?

  10

  Sophia

  Never Say Never

  The chirping of my phone woke me from a dream.

  Kayden: I dreamed of you last night… Shit, did I wake you?

  Me: Yeah, but I don’t mind. You’re worth the lack of sleep.

  I rubbed my eyes and tried to focus on the screen. My eyes were so blurry without my contacts, and the screen was blinding.

  Me: Tell me about this dream.

  Kayden: It was fucking fantastic. It was such a tease, though. I wish I didn’t wake up. You were face down, ass up, and I was pounding you, balls deep.

  My mouth suddenly felt dry. His words elicited visuals that caused all moisture in my body to pool elsewhere.

  Me: Like doggy style?

  Kayden: Not really. Your face and chest are on the bed with your ass sticking up in the air, back bent. I would be standing, holding your waist, with my knees bent. It’s an entirely different angle compared to doggy style.

  I was so fucking clueless when it came to sexual positions. I’d always been the queen of missionary. I switched to my browser, looking it up, but nothing really explained it to my satisfaction.

  Me: Um, I may have to look that one up.

  Kayden: It’s so fucking sexy and makes for a great view for me. I love that about you, so innocent and inexperienced.

  I was sure it was a novelty to him, but my inexperience could become boring over time. I chewed on my lip, thinking it could happen one day.

  Me: Ugh, maybe a little too inexperienced for you.

  Kayden: Never. I can mold you into anything I want. It’s perfect.

  Me: If you say so.

  Kayden: The dream will give me something to think about all day. Gives me chills just thinking of doing that with you. Next time I see you…your face will be buried in the sheets.

  Oh, hell!

  My lovers had been so bland in their lovemaking. I always wanted more…hair-pulling, ass-smacking, rough sex filled with passion. I had always gone for the safe, boring lover who preferred missionary position in a bed instead of fucking in a car. Kayden filled a void that I had yearned for.

  We messaged all day, naughty tidbits that we wanted to do to each other. I ached for him. I couldn’t wait for him to finish work, so we could Skype. I wanted to see him and maybe give him a peep show. Since he had a dream about me, I’d give him the images to match. I wanted to drive the man insane with lust for me. He might’ve thought I was innocent, but I felt particularly naughty when it came to Kayden.

  Suzy and I spent the day together. We cleaned while we danced around the house—anything to help the time pass. I told her all about Kayden and about our time together in New Orleans. She and I were very different, but our friendship worked somehow. She was younger and always filled with questions about love, relationships, and sex. We shared a love of reading, although her tastes were a bit tamer than mine.

  She wanted to know everything about our relationship. She was so blunt with her questions, but I never minded someone who spoke from the heart with pure curiosity.

  “Did he use a condom?” she asked.

  “No, we’ve been tested, and I’m on the pill,” I said, chomping on a cookie.

  “I don’t know if I could do it. I’d be too scared.”

  “I’ve never been pregnant, even when I was trying. I don’t think I have to worry about it. I take the pill out of precaution, not out of necessity.”

  “Did you really have sex in a car?” she asked, noodles hanging from her mouth.

  “Yes, I kind of got lost in the moment. I’ve never had sex in public before. Thank God it was dark.”

  “I can’t wait to meet him, Sophia. He’s the first man I’ve heard you gush about in a long time.”

  My phone chirped, and I looked at the screen, hoping it was Kayden.

  Kayden: I’m home and logged on, ready?

  I excused myself for a bit and headed to my room. I grabbed my iPad off the nightstand and plopped on the bed. I tapped on his picture to connect, and he accepted after one ring.

  “Hey, baby,” he said, lying on his bed shirtless.

  “You’re so sexy.” I moved my face closer to get a better look.

  “Checking me out?”

  “No, I just don’t have my contacts in,” I said, laughing and squinting at the screen.

  “Liar,” he said.

  “I have something to show you.”

  Suzy tapped on the door. “May I come in?” Suzy asked timidly.

  “Sure, Suzy,” I replied quickly and with a snicker.

  She opened the door and walked to the foot of my bed. My iPad faced away from her, pointed directly at me. She didn’t know we were video chatting. She started talking about a guy she met through an online dating service. He wanted her to come to his apartment but told her he had no furniture except an air mattress. She wanted my opinion on whether she should meet him or not.

  “Absolutely not. Don’t even think about going there. You don’t know him, and I don’t like the idea that he doesn’t even have furniture. He could kill you and be gone, without a trace, in sixty seconds,” I told her. What kind of creep would tell a girl he met online to meet him at his apartment…without any furniture?

  “She’s right. Don’t,” Kayden stated firmly.

  Suzy looked around the room. “Kayden?” she asked.

  I looked down at the iPad and smiled at him. She started laughing.

  “I certainly hope it wouldn’t be anyone else,” he said.

  She moved around the bed and flopped down next to me. They began talking about the stranger online. She pointed out to us that we were strangers who met online. In a way, she had a point, but we had a commonality. I had placed calls about Kayden and felt safe after my brother said I had his blessing. We both told her that she needed to be careful about who she met and
always to make sure it was in public. She was such a trusting and naïve person with a kind heart, always thinking the best of people. She wouldn’t know a bad person or an unsafe situation until it was too late. I had to look out for her and guide her.

  Suzy stayed only a few minutes, and Kayden and I started right where we left off before Suzy interrupted.

  “What were you going to show me, baby doll?” Kayden asked while he stretched, watching in curiosity.

  “Nothing important,” I replied back even though it was a complete and utter lie.

  “Can you wait a second? I have to take this call.”

  “Sure, go ahead, take your time.”

  While waiting for Kayden, I removed my bra and T-shirt. I thought I’d give him a surprise. I could hear muffled speech in the background. I heard his door close, and his footsteps along his bedroom floor before his face appeared. His eyes grew in size, and a smile crept across his face.

  “Damn. I fucking love your tits. I want to touch them,” Kayden said, moving closer to his screen.

  “They’ve missed your touch, Kayden. They ache for you,” I said as I swept my fingertips across them.

  “Sophia, you’re making me crazy,” he said.

  “Good, I want you to remember what’s waiting for you. I don’t want you to see any other women or even think of them,” I replied to him, continuing to touch my breasts in full view of him. “Want to see more?”

  “I don’t think my heart could take it. I don’t think of any other women. You are the only person in my mind—all day, every day,” Kayden said with a very serious look on his face.

  “Enough of this for now—you’ll be touching them soon enough, handsome,” I said as I started to lift my top over my head, covering my breasts. It gave him one last glimpse as I slowly put my shirt back into place.