Nash(34)

“Take me into your mouth,” he said.

Sophia opened her lips for him to see before going back to his shaft. He watched as he licked the tip. His foreskin was pulled back with the strength of his arousal. The top leaked small amounts of pre-cum, enough to coat the tip.

Her moans had him reaching out to hold onto the wall.

He’d never known such noises could turn him on. One of her hands gripped the base of his shaft while her other rested on his leg. Her tiny fingers sank her nails into his flesh.

In that moment Edward realized he’d almost lost this. He’d almost lost his woman for some fucking high. This was the biggest high he needed. Being around Sophia provided him with enough happiness that he didn’t need the shit he inhaled into his body.

“Fucking bastard,” Edward said, yelling the words as she took the entire tip of his shaft into her mouth. He’d gotten his dick sucked plenty of times by the women who visited the bar or the sweet-butts, but none of them had ever left him feeling like this.

Sophia was enjoying what she was doing. The other women were simply performing an act that was expected of them. He saw the difference and understood more than ever why his brother and Murphy were happy to settle down. Their women loved them. Tate and Angel wanted to make their men happy and would do anything for them.

He wanted Sophia. The desire to make her happy swelled within him. The hand at the base of his cock started stroking up and down as her head bobbed down to meet her hand. Her tongue stroked him even as her mouth sucked him in.

Staring down he saw her eyes were closed, as she worked his dick.

After several seconds of sucking him, she pulled away, opening her eyes and looking up at him. It took sheer willpower not to explode into her mouth.

“Am I doing it right?”

“I’m hanging on by a thread, babe. You’ve got no idea how good your mouth feels on me.” He stroked her cheek, pressing his thumb between her lips for her to suck on.

She gripped his hips and pressed him against the wall. “I want to do this. I think you deserve a little pleasure.”

With his back to the wall, she gripped his shaft and went back to licking him. Her tongue caressed over the entire length, coating him with her saliva before taking him back into her mouth.

Wrapping both of his hands in her hair, he tightened his grip, needing to do something with his hands. It was only a matter of time before he completely lost control. The grip he had in her hair helped him to set the pace of her movements. He thrust up into her mouth and held back. Edward didn’t want her to be scared of him if he went too deep, choking her.

She cupped his balls in her free hand, stroking them. It was too much. The pleasure of her tongue and the feel of her on his balls was all it took to send him over the edge. He didn’t have time to warn her as he plundered her mouth going as deep as he dared and releasing his cum. Sophia swallowed him down. Her hands went to his thighs, holding onto him.

His grip tightened harder in her hair as the orgasm put him to his toes.

“Fuck.” He yelled the words to the rooftops. She didn’t release him until she’d swallowed every last drop of his cum.

Opening his eyes that had closed through his orgasm, he stared down at her. Sophia was staring at the floor, her hands in her lap as she waited for him.

Letting go of her hair, he cupped her cheek, forcing her to look at him. Her eyes were dilated and her nipples rock hard. What she’d just done had turned her on, and in knowing that, Edward felt an answering arousal build inside him.

“That was amazing,” he said. Out of all the words he knew, amazing didn’t even begin to describe what she’d done to him. He went down to his knees, staring into her eyes and showing her the love he felt for her.

She cupped his face between her hands. He heard her chuckle, nervously. “I’ve been wanting to do that to you for a long time.”

He looked at her. “You’ve fantasized about being with me?” Her head jerked in answer. “What else have you fantasized about?”

“I’m not telling you tonight.” Her hands stroked over his lips. He loved the feel of her touch on him. Dropping his head down, he claimed her lips, not caring that he tasted himself on her tongue.

“We’ve got all the time in the world.” Getting back to his knees, he took her hand and led her back to the mattress he’d been sleeping on. Lash had gotten rid of the other one he’d been sleeping on. There was no way he was using one he’d vomited near and sweated in. Fortunately, his brother hadn’t argued with him.

Sophia had been on his side for a new bed. He couldn’t leave this building until the club accepted him back into the fold. Edward needed to earn back his place to become Nash once again.