Chapter 107: First Taste of Fire
Chapter 107: First Taste of Fire
Lucas pulled her closer to his chest. Sofia rested against him, her cheek pressed to the steady thump of his heartbeat.
Her hand moved slowly across his chest and stomach, feeling the heat of his skin and the way his muscles tightened under her fingers.
They had the sofa to themselves, legs tangled, the rest of the world shut out.
A warm flush of love moved through her. Without stopping to think, her hand slid lower until her fingers brushed over the hard shape of his cock through his clothes.
Lucas sucked in a quick breath, caught off guard by how direct she was being, but he smiled and cupped her breasts, rubbing his thumbs over her nipples until they hardened against the thin material of her shirt.
They kissed hard and deep. It started slow, then grew urgent, tongues sliding together, tasting each other like they were trying to remember every detail.
His hands roamed over her body, squeezing her breasts, then moving down to grip her ass and pull her tight against him. She could feel how hard he was, pressing right up against her thigh, and it sent a rush of heat straight through her.
Sofia wanted him badly now. She reached between them, unbuttoned his trousers, and pushed them down with his boxers. His cock sprang out, thick and heavy, the skin flushed dark. Lucas leaned back on the sofa cushions, watching her with dark eyes, breathing a little heavier.
She knelt between his legs and looked at him properly. He was big, veined, already wet at the tip. She leaned in and kissed the head softly, then opened her mouth and took him in. At first she went slow, licking around the head, getting used to the feel and taste of him again. Then she took him deeper, sliding her lips down his length while her hand stroked the base. She bobbed her head, finding a steady rhythm, her tongue pressing along the underside.
Lucas groaned low in his throat and slid his fingers into her hair, not pushing, just holding on. "I love you, Sofia," he said, voice rough. The words made her work him harder, sucking with more pressure, her cheeks hollowing as she moved faster.
She could feel herself getting wetter, her body aching for more. The wet sounds of her mouth on him filled the quiet room, mixed with his heavy breathing and the occasional murmur from him.
She kept going, losing track of time, focused only on the weight of him on her tongue and the way he throbbed when she did something he liked. After a while Lucas gently pulled her up. "Come here," he said, voice low and rough.
He helped her climb onto his lap. Sofia straddled him, heart beating fast as she felt the blunt head of his cock nudge against her entrance.
She was tight, tighter than she expected. It had been a long time, and he was thick enough that her body resisted at first. Lucas held her hips steady, watching her face, patient even though she could see the hunger in his eyes.
She eased down onto just the tip, gasping at the stretch. She rocked slowly, taking a little more each time, her hands braced on his shoulders. Inch by inch she worked him inside her, pausing when it got too intense, forehead pressed to his. Her inner walls clenched around him, adjusting slowly to the fullness. It burned for a moment, then turned into something deep and good.
"That’s it," he whispered, rubbing her back. "Take your time. You feel so good."
His voice helped. She started moving more confidently, rising and sinking in slow strokes that got deeper as she relaxed. Her hips rolled each time she came down, grinding so her clit rubbed against him. Lucas met her with small upward thrusts, careful but clearly struggling to hold back. Their skin grew slick with sweat. He kissed her neck, her collarbone, then pulled her into another deep kiss while she rode him.
Soon she was moving faster, taking him fully on each downstroke. Her breasts bounced with the motion. Lucas leaned in and caught one nipple in his mouth, sucking hard enough to make her moan.
His hands gripped her ass, helping her keep the rhythm. The room filled with the sound of skin meeting skin, her soft moans, and his low groans.
Every ridge and vein dragged inside her, hitting places that made her tremble. She leaned back a little, changing the angle, and a sharp cry slipped out. Lucas watched her face the whole time, eyes locked on her like he didn’t want to miss a second of it.
"I love this so much," she gasped, nails digging into his shoulders. "You feel so fucking good inside me."
He pulled her closer and started thrusting up harder, meeting her movements. Their pace turned rougher, bodies slapping together. Sofia’s breath came in short bursts. Lucas reached between them and found her clit with his thumb, rubbing firm circles that made her whole body jolt. The pressure inside her built fast, tight and urgent.
When it broke, it hit her hard. Her pussy clenched around him in strong pulses as she shook, burying her face in his neck and moaning his name over and over. Lucas kept holding her, murmuring soft praises against her hair while she rode it out. Even after the peak passed, she kept moving, slower now but still wanting to feel him.
His grip on her hips tightened. His thrusts grew erratic, deeper. With a rough sound in his throat, he pulled her down hard and came, pulsing inside her, filling her with heat. They stayed locked together, breathing hard, bodies trembling through the last waves.
Afterward they didn’t move right away. Sofia stayed on his lap, draped against his chest, both of them catching their breath. Lucas ran his hand slowly up and down her back, then stroked her hair. He kissed her temple, soft and lingering. The connection between them felt stronger now.