Mag-log in“So fucking tight,” he groans.
Each time he spreads his fingers inside me I stiffen for a moment before melting into his touch.
And his mouth keeps me distracted as he flicks my clit with his tongue. Then he moves faster, sucks harder, pulling me to the edge.
“I don’t want to come until you’re inside me.”
He groans. “I need you wet. Really wet. It’ll make it better for you.”
“But…”
That’s all I get out. He sucks and flicks and curls his fingers inside me to touch a spot that makes me go wild. My hands
B R U C EI’ve read this same paragraph a hundred times, and I can’t remember a thing about it. Ask me about Sophie’s nipples, however, and I could recite a forty-page essay on them, but I can’t tell you what I’ve been staring at for the past hour.My entire morning has gone like this. My paralegal reminded me I forgot a brief, and I’ve never done that before. I’ve never been so absent-minded, and I know the exact cause.I drop my pen on my desk and rub my eyes with the palm of my hand.“Get a grip, Archer,” I whisper to myself, and then I hear the office door open. I look up in time to see Jacob entering my office, and I have to blink a few times to clear my vision. Once he gets to my desk, I see someone following behind him, and I shoot up from my desk, wondering what’s happening.“What are you doing here?”I glare at Sophie, but she doesn’t look concerned. I look over at Jacob, and he shrugs as he drops the brief on my desk. I get angrier because I didn’t realize Jacob went to
S O P H I EI’m curious about my mother and Bruce. They don’t seem like a fit, but when I really thought about it, I don’t think I could picture my mother with anyone. She didn’t care for affection or seem like she would ever play with the idea of marriage. I’m not sure how I came to be, and the topic of my father was never brought up.“If you call it that,” her reply perks my attention, and I can tell by the look she shoots me that she caught my reaction. “They were married on paper only; it was for work.”“Shocking,” I say, letting the sarcasm bleed through my words.Everything was for work, but I couldn’t help but feel the relief that follows. Lily runs her finger around the top of her coffee mug, studying me as if debating what to say.“Do you miss her?” she asks, a slight tone of concern in her voice.Her question makes me pause. Do I miss her? “I…well…can someone miss something they never had?” That thought has been rolling around in my head since I found out about her heart
S O P H I EMy body buzzes with excitement as I make my way back to my room.I can’t believe I just did that. I don’t think I’ve ever been more turned on in my life. I can feel the wetness between my legs, making my panties stick to me. I need to cum. Bad.I walk into my room and slide my white cotton panties down my legs. I toss them on the floor and grab a pillow off the bed.Always having to share a room with other girls, you had to learn to be quiet when you masturbated; it was something I quickly mastered. Right now, I feel like it won’t take much to get me there. Never in my life had a man looked at me like Bruce just did, and never had I experienced such emotion. It was intoxicating. I felt alive.Looking around the room, I search for the perfect spot. When I see the armchair in the corner, I know it will work best for what I have in mind.Placing the pillow over the arm of the chair, I straddle it. It gives me what I need, firmness for pressure, but a soft surface for comfo
B R U C EHow can she walk around the house like that and not expect a reaction? I bet that’s why she did it. Does she always walk around in front of men like this? The thought that someone else may have seen her like this makes me murderous. I would like to think my feelings stem from a fatherly concern, but that would be total bullshit. She seemed so meek and innocent yesterday when she got here, but it must have been an act. I’m visibly shaking as I wait for a response to my question.Slowly, she shuts the fridge, turns around to face me, and I feel like I’ve been hit by a truck. My imagination was nothing compared to what her curvy body really looks like. I can see every curve of her perfect, little, compact body. I can tell she would fit against me perfectly. She would be so easy to do with as I pleased.Her paper-thin top shows the clear outline of her areolae and her diamond-hard nipples. I can’t quite make out the color of them, and now I’m mad about that too. Fuck.
S O P H I EPushing myself away from the window, I feel my stomach growl. I’ve been hiding in my room since I got here last night. The idea of going out and seeing Bruce, my step-dad, wasn't one that appealed to me. I should’ve known any man who chose to marry my mother would be as cold as she was. Hell, I didn't even know she was married until I was told that I was being shipped back home to him.“Step-dad,” I say, rolling the words across my tongue. He was nothing like I expected him to be. When I thought of a step-dad, I thought of a man with greyish hair, wrinkles around his eyes. I thought of someone who was at least my mother's age or who looked like some of the fathers who came to visit the other girls in my dorm. No, it looks like my mom liked them young. Bruce looks like he is in his early thirties if I had to guess. He also looks like he stepped out of a magazine, and so did the woman hanging on to him last night.I thought it was strange he was already hooking up wi
B R U C E It’s impressive, being that I’m six four.“Is that so?” I tease, pulling her closer and looking into her dark brown eyes. Her tart perfume fills my lungs, but my body doesn’t seem to react.Maybe it’s been so long since I’ve had sex my cock doesn’t remember what it’s like to have a woman so close. I’m giving him the green light, but he doesn’t even move.“Yeah,” she whispers against my mouth, but before her lips touch mine the elevator chimes. I pull back from Holly. The elevator doors slide open, revealing something that makes my limp cock finally grow with need. It presses hard against my zipper and I suddenly ache. If that’s little Sophie, I’m totally fucked. I’ve never seen something look so perfect and pure before. She’s perfect. My whole body has come alive like a punch to my system.“Holly, if you’ll excuse me, I need a minute,” I say, pulling myself away. Before I take a step I turn around and adjust myself because my hard cock is obscene in these pants. Hol







