Everything I Need (16 page)

“Take that, dude,” he says. I give him this questioning look; he shakes his head before he stands up. Running his hands down his shirt, he shrugs. “I think I’m going to find something to do.”

Meaning, he’s gonna try and find a piece of ass. Dave and Gunner are nursing their drinks while I’m left here with a rager. Great! After the waitress brings us a new order, I take it from her and stand. Sophia never came back out, and with how she’s dressed, I don’t want her gone for too long without someone watching over her.

I walk through the doors, and my heart stops. Sophia is leaning against the wall with her ankles crossed, taking a drink. I know she’s drunk because her smile is so wide. Caleb is nearby, playing pool. Thank God. If he wasn’t so close, some of these guys would try to advance on her. David Essex’s “Rock On” starts to play. The lyrics catch me off guard when he sings, “Prettiest girl I’ve ever seen.” I stride over to her.

She must notice that I’m coming for her because she looks over at me. Her eyelids are heavy looking now. Instead of a blank face or rolling her eyes, her smile turns into a half smirk. She knows. Keeping my mouth closed, I grin back at her. Approaching her, I place my hand on her tiny hip, pulling her toward me. Leaning into her, I whisper in her ear.

“Hey.”

Goddamn, she smells so fucking good. She pulls away but my hand is still on her. Running that sweet tongue over her bottom lip, she tilts her head back.

“Yeah. . .” she says, then looks over at the pool game going on. Pulling her tightly to me, she loses balance on her heels and falls into my chest, her palms resting below my pecs.

“Fuck, Tristan!”

Leaning back into her, I caress her ear with my lips.

“I fucking love it when those words come out of that mouth of yours.” I feel her body shiver. She tries to pull away, but I keep her close. “Don’t,” I say to her and she stills.

“Tristan. . .” she pleads.

My dick is throbbing for her. I press it into her chest. Even with these heels on, I still tower over her. She moans quietly and that’s my undoing.

“Wanna get out of here?” I lean in and ask.

She peers up at me and shakes her head ‘no’. My mouth forms a tight line.

“I came out tonight to party, Tristan,” she says hurriedly. “I’m not leaving yet.”

She winks at me before pulling away and walking up to the bar. Fuck . . . she used my own shit against me.

Watching her ass as she strides up to the bar, I feel someone tapping on my shoulder. My nose fills up with this raunchy perfume, and when I look down, one of the chicks from earlier is hanging off me. Fuck this! Taking hold of her wrist, I push her off me. She gives me this ‘what the fuck?’ look before storming off.

When my eyes find Sophia’s again, she’s resting against the bar, watching me. I start to go to her, but she turns around and grabs her drink before walking away. Shit! She doesn’t look pissed off, but she practically slams her drink in one shot. I decide to just order a beer and watch Caleb’s game for a bit.

I’m a couple of beers in. Every once and a while, I check on my girl. No one is fucking with her. She’s pretty much stayed with Gunner and Dave at the table. She’s talking more with her hands now, I can see. She’s loaded. The jukebox starts playing “Baby Now I” by Dan Reed Network, and that brings Sophia to her feet instantly. Oh shit, she’s gonna do a show.

She walks into the bar again with my guys behind her, smiling. Sophia starts dancing once she’s inside, swaying her hips and rolling her shoulders, pushing out those tits of hers. Keeping her knees together, she sways down and back up. Her hair flips every time she bobs her head.

Everyone in the room fucking stills, checking out what’s mine. Christ, she’s hot! She can dance to anything, even to this fucking lame song. Not even giving a shit, she lets her body go with the music. For a moment, she stops and looks over at me. Crossing my arms, I lean back against the wall and my girl sways over to me, gesturing with her index finger for me to get closer to her. She’s fucking killing me!

I can’t resist, though. I push off the wall in time for her to fall into me, still moving her hips to the beat of the song. She wraps her arms around my neck and lazily looks up at me, her tight, soft, body melting into mine.

I know she’s drunk, but fuck it! So am I. I circle her waist with my arm and let her keep moving to the music.

“I want you, Tristan,” she whispers in my ear, bending over before throwing her head back, pushing out her breasts. Damn . . .    

Chapter Fifteen

Tristan

Sophia is still swaying to the music, rubbing her soft curves against my body. I growl down at her and she gives me this weak, lustful grin. It’s time to fucking go!

Looking over to my right, Caleb already got the hint. Holding the cue with one hand, he’s holding his cell up to his ear with the other, smirking back at me. I feel Sophia’s warmth disappear, and when I glance back down at her, she’s starting to pull away, dancing to the next shit song that’s playing.

Yanking her back by her wrists, I press myself against her so she knows not to fucking go anywhere. She slowly turns around, facing the bar, then she sways her way down me and slowly back up. I’m about two fucking seconds from just taking her right here. My cock is heavy and throbbing and feeling the warmth of her body on me is driving me insane.

“Let’s header!” Caleb shouts over to me.

Thank fuck! Not giving a shit about the rest of the guys, I scoop Sophia up into my arms and her head falls back.

“Whoa!” she says, laughing, and I begin to carry her out of the bar.

Caleb hops into the front seat as I rest Sophia against the van. After sliding the door open, I look down at her and I know my girl is ready for me. Circling my arm around her waist, I lift her in with me, shoving her into the far back seat. Sliding the door shut hard, I crawl my way back to her. I had a tough enough time fitting in the front; being in the very back is an almost impossible fit.

Sophia is seated at the far right, with her elbows resting on the back of the seat. She’s breathing heavier now, which makes them beautiful tits of hers rise faster, up and down. The sight of her right now, full of need like this, is overwhelming to me. Fuck!

She turns her body sideways as I breathe heavily down on her, facing me better. She reaches out for my face, pulling me in to her. Taking hold of the seat behind me with one hand, and the back of the seat in front of me with the other, I lean into her.

She crashes her mouth onto mine and I slip my tongue right through her parted lips, kissing her back just as hard as she’s kissing me. Our moans get lost with each other’s. I let go of the seat and sit down. My left arm hooks her neck, forcing her to me as my right hand reaches over and starts kneading her breast. God damn! I fucking knew she wasn’t wearing a bra. Her nipple hardens, pushing through the delicate fabric and I’m lost.

I don’t give a shit how we sound right now, but I know our moans and breathing are getting loud because I faintly hear Caleb ask the driver for a rock station. Deftones’ “Digital Bath” starts playing through the shitty speakers of the van.

Letting go of her tit, I rub firmly against her thigh.

“Fuck,” I groan into her mouth and her kisses become more urgent. I rub and stroke up and down from mid-thigh to just grazing her panties. My girl is starting to lose it. She begins to rub on my cock through my jeans, trying to take control. She needs this, she needs me, and that’s when I don’t stop outside her panties.

Damn. She’s fucking soaking. I slide them over the side and she parts her legs even further, giving me access to her. Circling my finger around her clit, I begin to rub her juice the length of her. She starts to whimper as I keep up the torture on her sweet pussy. Breaking away from our kiss, I rest my forehead on hers. I have to get myself in check or I’ll be fucking her right here.

“Tristan, please . . .” she softly whimpers, then she takes hold of my wrist and forces it back on her.

I know what she wants. I know what she needs. I give it to her. Pressing my finger against her opening, I slowly slide it in as my thumb continues to run circles around her clit. Her head falls back, lightly hitting the window and I can’t stop staring at her. Her hips start moving in time with my hand every time I dig deeper into her. Slipping another finger inside her, she pulls that full bottom lip of hers into her mouth.

“Fuck, Tristan,” she hisses.

“You like that, baby?” I whisper into her ear, leaning into her.

Sophia begins to moan louder, so I pick up my rhythm. My hand almost cramps up from my thumb working the sweet little bud as my fingers dive deep within her. Hearing her juices smack against my hand is making me fucking lose it.

“We’re back!”

Caleb’s voice snaps me to, and I jerk, noticing the house down the driveway. Pulling out of her, I kiss her on her forehead.

“Soon, my girl . . .” I say to her as I sit back in the seat. Sophia is spread out beside me, so close and then having it all taken away. I smile at the frustration on her face. Biting her lip, she pulls down her dress, trying to gather herself.

I let out a cackle. As if they didn’t fucking know what we’re doing back here! Not just by the sounds or steam on the back windows, but the scent of Sophia’s heat. Damn, I can’t wait to get that pussy back into my mouth. 

I jump for the door, sliding it open with one arm and hooking my other around Sophia, swinging her over my shoulder. She yelps at my force. Caleb rolls down his window.

“Hey, the guys want a ride now. I’m gonna head back to get them.” He hesitates before speaking again. “I guess I should take a detour, though.” He smirks at me before rolling up the window.

I stomp my way back in the house while Sophia starts nipping and sucking at my neck. She’s beyond ready, and I can’t fucking wait!

Taking each step two at a time, I finally reach Sophia’s room.

“Tristan . . .” she draws my name out.

Placing her down, I bend over her, breathing deeply. Running her tongue over her lips again, she whispers, “No one can never know what we’ve done.”

What the? Fuck that! The whole goddamn world will know. Shaking my head ‘no’ at her, I lift her tiny body and place her on the bed.

“Shut the fuck up!” I growl at her. She’s never going to hide us again. As far as I’m concerned, I’m her man. Not that douchebag, Ben.

With my hand sprawled across her chest, I lay her down. She’s panting and breathing heavily, moving her hand to touch herself, to relieve the ache. Clasping her fragile hand, I shake my head at her.

“No, baby. I’m the only one that will give you pleasure now.”

“Tristan, please,” she begs me.

I find it so incredibly hot. Stepping away from her, I start to unbutton my shirt, watching her.

“You can only touch yourself when I tell you to,” I say coldly.

She glares back at me, then starts reaching down her thigh again. Leaning in quickly, I stop her for the second time.

“NO!” I yell back at her, letting it all go.

She jumps and I back off slightly. I don’t want to scare her. Shaking my head, I calmly say to her, “No, Sophia. Me, and only me. You fucked me up for so long, babe. Now I want to see you suffer.”

Her eyes widen as if I’ve grown a third fucking head or some shit. Going back to pulling off my shirt, I see her eyelids get even heavier with lust. Her hips start moving against the bed as she watches me slowly undoing my jeans, letting the zipper fall casually from my fingertips. The corner of my mouth rises, teasing her. That’s my girl. Sophia always knew how to take my cock.

Pushing my jeans down past my hips, I release my dick. Her eyes glisten at the sight of my hard on. Slowly stroking from the tip to the base of my balls, I tip my chin back.

“Take off your dress.”

She pulls her bottom lip into her mouth before sitting up on the bed. Taking hold of the hem, her head falls back before she pulls her entire dress up and off, then tosses it over to the side of the bed. Fucking woman. Her bare tits bounce free once her skin is released from the fabric; now she sits there in just her lilac lace panties. Oh my God! Can she get any more perfect?

Languidly she crosses one leg over the other, leaning back onto her arms and pushing her chest out. My girl knows what I’m doing and she’s starting to play back. That brings a smirk to my face. Still running my hand up and down myself, I nod at her with my chin.

“What do you want, Sophia?”

Her sapphire blue eyes narrow at me, as if she’s annoyed. She cocks her head to the side.

“You know what I want, Tristan.”

Narrowing my eyes down at her, the corner of my lip curls.

“What. Do. You. Want, Sophia?” I growl again, still stroking my dick.

“You!” she yells back at me.

Stepping in closer, I rub the head of my cock against her swollen clit. Her head falls back as I rub the juices of her arousal around her pussy, teasing her. I know I fucked up in the past. But she’s just as guilty. Tonight, I’m going to make her pay.

Her legs are bent and opened out on the bed as I keep rubbing myself against her. Through gritted teeth, I slowly press into her. Sophia is panting now, twisting her sweet nipples between her fingers.

Slipping the head into her just a little, she reaches out, and grabs my ass, trying to pull me in deeper. I lean over her quivering body, resting my hands on each side of her face, looking down at her. A low throaty laugh comes out as I shake my head ‘no’ at her.

Her eyes are dark blue slits as she gazes up at me. Keeping myself still, I clench my teeth so damn hard it fucking hurts my jaw. I feel sweat building up on my forehead and neck as I try to keep control. Her tight pussy contracts around my head, trying to pull me in deeper.

“Tristan, please. Fuck!” Sophia whimpers below me.

Giving in, I ram myself completely into her, causing her to wince and scream.

“Ah . . . fuck! Tristan!”

“Is. This. What. You. Wanted?”

I punctuate each word with a snap of my hips. She doesn’t say anything; she’s just gripping my ass with her nails as she begins to moan. Her body opens up more each time I thrust inside her. Once I know she’s starting to get more comfortable, I lean back and grab her beneath her shoulders, lifting her up on me.

Sophia’s legs instantly wrap around my waist as she takes hold of my shoulders. With my hands gripping that tight ass of hers, I move her body up and down against mine. She makes sure that she rubs herself against my torso, knowing damn well that, that sweet little clit loves it.

Sweat starts to pool in the dip of her collarbone, causing it to spill over and down into her breasts. I love how they fucking feel pushed against my chest, our sweat sticking to each other and her hot breath feathering across my jaw as she tries to look up.

Without breaking my rhythm, I turn around and sit at the edge of the bed, Sophia now straddling my waist. I bring her nipple into my mouth, groaning over it as I do. Sophia’s eyes shut and her pussy begins clenching so fucking tight around my cock. Her breathing is becoming shallower as she grinds down hard on my dick.

“You fucking like it, baby?” I nip at her earlobe. She angles her head to the side to give me more access to her neck.

“I fucking love it!”

Christ! Gripping her hips hard, maybe too damn hard, I start pounding into her. She arches back and grabs her breasts again, pushing them together. I feel her sweet pussy starting to milk my cock. Fuck me! I love fucking her bare. Shoving my face into those perfect tits that she still has a hold on, I begin French kissing her cleavage as I continue to pound. My balls are throbbing and getting tighter . . . I’m going to fucking cum.

Sophia begins to go limp in my grasp but my girl is trying to keep up. Running her fingers through my hair, she keeps my head in place on her chest as she starts picking back up with me again. The feel of her soft but tight body, inside and out, is like my own personal Utopia.

Gritting my teeth again, I cum hard, not even stilling when I do. I keep moving. Our moans get lost with one another’s. Circling my arm around her waist, I fall back onto the bed with Sophia on top of me.

I gently ease out of her and she tries to move off of me, but I don’t let her. A soft giggle escapes her lips before she relaxes on top of my body again. I kiss the top of her head and murmur in her ear.

“Catch your breath, baby. I’m gonna fuck you again here soon. I’m gonna fuck you hard all damn night.”