Sophia shivered in anticipation, wondering if she could handle what was to come. But the challenge in Jake's voice sparked her competitive spirit. Bring it on, surfer boy, she thought.
Jake's fingers traced lightly over Sophia's flushed skin. "How do you feel, little one?" he asked, his voice low and husky.
Sophia's body hummed with lingering pleasure. Every nerve ending felt electrified, oversensitive. She took a shaky breath before responding.
"Wrung out, sir," she murmured. A smile tugged at her lips. "But so good."
Her muscles ached deliciously, reminding her of everywhere Jake had touched, everywhere he'd been. The soreness between her legs made her squirm.
Jake chuckled, the sound sending a fresh shiver down her s
Sophia's breath caught, a delicious shiver running through her despite her exhaustion. God, she did love it. Her mind flashed to memories of Jake stretching her open, filling her completely."You're insatiable," she managed to gasp out, her voice hoarse from screaming.Jake chuckled, the sound low and dangerous. "You love it." His calloused hands gripped her hips, flipping her over onto her stomach. "Now be a good girl and arch that back for me."Sophia complied, pressing her face into the pillow as she lifted her ass. Her body ached in the best way, oversensitive and trembling."Fuck," Jake growled appreciatively. "Look at you, so eager for more."His fingers trailed down her spine, making her shudder.
Emily strode into the gleaming lobby of Mitchell Financial, her heels clicking decisively on the polished marble. The usual receptionists and junior associates greeted her with warm smiles, used to seeing the fiancée of their star Ryan Mitchell."Evening, Ms. Carter," called out Janice from the front desk. "Surprising Ryan?"Emily flashed a tight smile, her stomach fluttering with anticipation. "You know me, can't stay away." She made her way to the elevator, mind racing. It had been weeks since she'd seen Ryan outside of hurried dinners and distracted phone calls. His big merger was finally wrapping up and her massive project was finally done and dusted - time to celebrate and reconnect.The elevator dinged open on the executive floor. Emily's heels sunk into plush carpeting as she approached Ryan's corner office. Muffled sounds filtered through the heavy oak door. Was that...?Emily's hand froze on the doorknob. A woman's breathy moan. Rhythmic thumping. "Oh fuck," she whispered.
The clink of glass against the marble countertop echoed through Sophia's cozy kitchen as she poured a generous glass of ruby-red Merlot. Emily's mascara-streaked face stared blankly ahead, her eyes puffy and red-rimmed."Fuck it," Sophia muttered, setting down the glass and grabbing the entire bottle instead. She pressed the cool glass into Emily's trembling hands. "You need this more than I do, babe."Emily's fingers curled around the bottle's neck, her engagement ring noticeably absent. The weight of it felt both comforting and dangerous - a lifeline and a weapon all at once. She took a long swig, relishing the warmth as it slid down her throat."I can't believe that bastard," Emily choked out, her voice raw from crying. "After everything we've been through..."Sophia perched on the kitchen stool beside her, placing a reassuring hand on Emily's shoulder. "He’s a fucking idiot, Em. You deserve so much better than that cheating asshole."Emily's mind raced, replaying the horrific scen
Emily stared blankly at the TV, a week after the break up and her third day in a row wearing Sophia's oversized pajamas. The bottle of wine on the coffee table was already half empty.Sophia bustled into the living room, keys jangling. "Alright, Em. Enough wallowing. We're going out tonight."Emily groaned. "I don't think I can face people yet. My mascara's probably fused to my face at this point.""That's why showers exist, honey." Sophia plopped down next to her. "Come on, a few drinks will do you good. Get you out of this funk."Emily's stomach churned at the thought. But Sophia's determined look told her resistance was futile. "Fine. But I'm not wearing heels. Or anything that requires a bra.""Deal." Sophia grinned. "We'll hit up The Iron Horse. No one there gives a shit what you look like."As they got ready, Emily caught her reflection in the mirror. Christ, I look like death warmed over. But maybe that was fitting. The old Emily had died the moment she opened that office door.
The smell hit Emily like a freight train - stale beer, cigarette smoke, and something distinctly mechanical. Her nose wrinkled involuntarily."Jesus, Soph. Are you trying to get us killed?" Emily muttered, eyeing the leather-clad patrons.Sophia just laughed, leading them to the bar. "Two rounds of five shots. Your strongest stuff," she told the bartender, slapping down some cash.Emily's eyes widened. "Are you insane? We'll be on our asses before midnight.""That's the point, babe. Now shut up and drink."As the bartender lined up the shots, Emily felt eyes on her. She tugged at her dress self-consciously, wishing she'd worn jeans instead.Sophia leaned in close, her breath tickling Emily's ear. "Stop fidgeting. Every person in this joint thinks you're smoking hot."Emily snorted. "Yeah, right. I look like a librarian who took a wrong turn.""Trust me," Sophia said, grabbing the first shot. "You're turning heads. Now let's get fucked up and forget about that cheating bastard."Emily
Emily raised her shot glass, the cheap tequila sloshing dangerously close to the rim. "Another round for us ladies," she announced with a crooked grin. "Care to join, mystery man?"Lucas' eyes crinkled with amusement as he regarded the two women. The dim bar lighting cast shadows across his rugged features, making him look even more intriguing. "Isn't it a bit odd, drinking with someone old enough to be your father?"Emily's heart skipped a beat. Fuck, he was hot for an older guy. She tried to keep her cool, but her cheeks flushed traitorously.Sophia, ever the wingwoman, jumped in with a smirk. "Odd isn't the word I'd use. More like... intriguing." She winked at Emily, who rolled her eyes.Emily managed a shy smile, her gaze locked on Lucas. The tequila had loosened her up, but she still felt a flutter of nerves. What the hell was she doing, flirting with this guy? But after the week she'd had, she deserved a little fun."Age is just a number," Emily quipped, raising her glass. "You
Emily popped the caps off two beers, the familiar hiss and sharp scent filling her small kitchen. She handed one to Lucas with a coy smile, then hoisted herself onto the countertop."Cheers," she said, clinking her bottle against his. As Emily sipped the cold beer, she began unlacing her boots, hyper-aware of Lucas' eyes on her. The hem of her dress inched higher, revealing more of her thighs. As she bent to pull off her second boot, she felt Lucas move closer. When she looked up, he was standing between her parted knees, his piercing blue eyes locked on hers.Her heart raced. Fuck it, she thought. I deserve this.Without hesitation, Emily reached up and pulled Lucas into a searing kiss. He tasted of beer, his stubble was rough against her skin. As his strong hands gripped her waist, drawing her to the edge of the counter, a small voice in Emily's mind whispered a warning. But the heat of Lucas' body and the intoxicating rush of desire drowned it out completely.Lucas' lips crashed
Emily gasped as he tore the delicate fabric of her thong away. Her head fell back, exposing the pale column of her throat as Lucas' fingers slid inside her. Pleasure coursed through her body, igniting every nerve ending."You feel so good, baby girl," Lucas growled in her ear, his hot breath fanning across her skin. Emily's hips rocked against his hand instinctively. Her mind reeled, overwhelmed by sensation. This was reckless, desperate. But after the betrayal and heartbreak, she craved this raw connection."Please," she whimpered, not even sure what she was begging for. More? Less? To forget? To feel?Lucas curled his fingers, hitting a spot that made her cry out. "That's it, let go for me," he urged.Emily clutched at his shoulders, nails digging into taut muscle. The coarse hair on his chest scraped her sensitive skin as he leaned in closer. "Fuck," she hissed through clenched teeth. Heat coiled low in her belly, building to a crescendo. Her inner walls clenched around his fing
Sophia's breath caught, a delicious shiver running through her despite her exhaustion. God, she did love it. Her mind flashed to memories of Jake stretching her open, filling her completely."You're insatiable," she managed to gasp out, her voice hoarse from screaming.Jake chuckled, the sound low and dangerous. "You love it." His calloused hands gripped her hips, flipping her over onto her stomach. "Now be a good girl and arch that back for me."Sophia complied, pressing her face into the pillow as she lifted her ass. Her body ached in the best way, oversensitive and trembling."Fuck," Jake growled appreciatively. "Look at you, so eager for more."His fingers trailed down her spine, making her shudder.
Sophia shivered in anticipation, wondering if she could handle what was to come. But the challenge in Jake's voice sparked her competitive spirit. Bring it on, surfer boy, she thought.Jake's fingers traced lightly over Sophia's flushed skin. "How do you feel, little one?" he asked, his voice low and husky.Sophia's body hummed with lingering pleasure. Every nerve ending felt electrified, oversensitive. She took a shaky breath before responding."Wrung out, sir," she murmured. A smile tugged at her lips. "But so good."Her muscles ached deliciously, reminding her of everywhere Jake had touched, everywhere he'd been. The soreness between her legs made her squirm.Jake chuckled, the sound sending a fresh shiver down her s
Sophia's body tensed as Jake removed the clamps from her tender nipples. A sharp whimper escaped her gagged mouth as sensation flooded back, the rush of blood both painful and exquisite."That's it, little one," Jake murmured. "Let me hear you."His warm breath ghosted over her sensitive skin before his tongue flicked out, circling one aching peak. Sophia's back arched involuntarily, pressing herself closer as waves of pleasure radiated through her.Jake's lips closed around her nipple, sucking firmly. His teeth grazed the sensitive bud and Sophia cried out, the sound muffled by her makeshift gag.‘Fuck, that feels so good,’ she thought hazily. Her mind swam with competing sensations - the full
Jake's fingers deftly tightened the clamps on Sophia's nipples, sending a jolt of electricity through her body. She let out a muffled whimper around the panties stuffed in her mouth, her back arching involuntarily off the bed."That's it, little one," Jake murmured, his voice low and husky. "Let me hear those pretty sounds."He lowered his head, teasing her sensitive nipples with his lips and tongue. The dual sensations of the tight clamps and his warm mouth had Sophia writhing beneath him, desperate whines escaping past her makeshift gag.‘Fuck, this is torture,’ Sophia thought hazily, her mind clouded with pleasure and need. ‘Delicious, perfect torture.’Jake flicked h
With a sudden motion, Jake flipped Sophia onto her back. Her bound hands dug into the mattress beneath her, and she let out a deep moan as the plug shifted inside her."Fuck," Sophia gasped, her body trembling. The new position sent sparks of pleasure radiating through her.Jake's eyes gleamed with mischief. "We're just getting started, little one."Before Sophia could respond, she felt the sharp pinch of clamps closing around both nipples. Her hips bucked involuntarily as the intense sensations coursed through her."Jesus Christ," she hissed through clenched teeth. Every nerve ending felt electrified.Jake chuckled, his fingers trailing along her flushed skin. "Too much?"
A gasp escaped Sophia's lips as the cool slick of lube touched her sensitive skin. Her body tensed in anticipation, heart racing.Jake's deep voice rumbled behind her. "Relax, little one. You know you love this part.""Mmmph," Sophia mumbled into the pillow, hands flexing against the restraints. The silky blindfold heightened every sensation as Jake's fingers worked the lube around her ass.Sophia's mind raced. Fuck, she did love this. The vulnerability, the surrender of control. But she'd never admit that out loud.The blunt pressure of the plug made her breath catch. Jake teased it against her, barely breaching before withdrawing. In and out, a maddening rhythm."Bastard," Sophia hissed through clenched te
Sophia revelled in throwing him off balance. She knew exactly how to push his buttons in the best way. As she took him back into her mouth, she wondered how far she could tease him before he snapped. The thought sent a thrill through her core.Jake growled and fisted his hand in her hair. "You're playing with fire, little one."Sophia hummed in response, the vibrations making Jake's hips buck. She loved reducing this powerful man to putty in her hands. Or mouth, as it were.Her fingers continued their ministrations between her legs. She was close already from all his earlier teasing. But she wanted to see how much further she could push things.Jake's grip tightened in warning. "Last chance to behave."Sophia pulled off with
Jake's response was immediate and electrifying. His fingers slid beneath the lace of her underwear, pushing the vibrator deeper inside her with a swift, confident motion. Sophia's breath hitched, her nails digging into his shoulders."Fuck," she hissed, her hips bucking involuntarily.Jake's lips curved into a smirk against her neck. "That's the idea, little one."His fingers began to move, teasing circles around her clit with maddening precision. The dual sensations - the vibrator pulsing inside her and Jake's expert touch - had Sophia seeing stars."Jesus Christ, Jake," she panted, her head falling back against the wall with a soft thud.Jake chuckled, the sound sending shivers down her spine. "Not quite, but I'll tak
They strolled hand-in-hand along the cobblestone streets, the salty breeze tousling their hair. Sophia's red dress fluttered around her legs, drawing glances from passersby."You planned all this, didn't you?" Sophia mused, nudging Jake with her shoulder.He grinned, that surfer-boy charm in full effect. "Maybe. Or maybe I'm just that good at improvising."As they reached the seafront, Jake guided her to a secluded spot on the rocky shore. The waves crashed rhythmically against the cliffs, a soothing counterpoint to the lingering buzz of the vibrator inside her."You gonna turn that thing off anytime soon?" Sophia asked, half-joking, half-serious.Jake's hand slid to the small of her back. "Depends. You want me to?"Sophia bit her lip, considering. The constant low-level stimulation was maddening, but also... exciting. "Not yet," she decided, surprising herself.Jake's eyes darkened with desire. "That's my girl," he murmured, pulling her close for a deep, passionate kiss under the sta