He's hot

SOPHIE MADSON'S POV

He proposed marriage to me, but no one has ever formed that sentence addressing me. Hector didn't propose to me; I insisted a little until we went to the registry office to formalize our union. I smile and touch the collar of his white dress shirt.

"Hmm, look at that," I say thoughtfully. Why not? I accept!" Yes, I was drunk, and he was, too; at least I didn't feel mentally as bad as I did a few hours ago. I treat what's happening as a game or a fun little joke.

"Can we skip the honeymoon before the wedding?" he suggests.

"I would love that!" I bite my lower lip.

"I'm not kidding, Sophie," he raises an eyebrow.

"Neither am I," I approach, biting Steven's lower lip. He didn't think twice, stood up, and put some dollars on the table, gesturing to the bartender, who understood the message perfectly. He holds my hand and pulls me to the car; I follow eagerly, and it must probably be the effect of the drink. I've never committed such madness, and I'm loving it.

He opens the car door for me, and I sit in the driver's seat, where he positions himself soon after. I am so light from the drink, feeling relaxed muscles. I look at Steven; he does the same, fixing his eyes on mine.

"Where are we going?" I ask curiously.

"A good place to anticipate our honeymoon," he gives that mischievous smile again. After starting the car, he followed a route I didn't know, and even if I did, I could have been more attentive after so many shots of whiskey.

Minutes later, he stops at a place; I look through the window, and it's a luxurious hotel. I liked this idea.

We get out of the car, and he holds my hand, going to the reception. I let him deal with the accommodation while I looked around, smiling at everyone passing by. What an embarrassing situation! I hope not to remember this the next day.

When he returns, he extends his hand to me again, and we go together to the elevator. When the elevator closes, we look at each other out of the corner of our eyes, and he stands in front of me with his face very close to mine. I feel his breath mingling with mine, and desire takes over my body. This man is a true temptation, attractive and naughty.

"Is this really what you want?" he whispers.

"Yes, without a doubt," I whispered in response to the question. When he was about to kiss my mouth, the elevator door opened, and he didn't continue. He stepped back, holding my hand, pulling me out, and walking through a long corridor of the hotel.

When we finally arrive at the chosen suite, Steven opens the door, leaving me free to enter. I take steps inside and look around. It's a very spacious presidential suite with a vast balcony and a view of London beyond it. The lights scattered throughout the city form a breathtaking sight.

Without waiting, I feel him approach me from behind, and his body touches mine. I take a deep breath, smelling his strong perfume. Steven's lips move to my shoulder, depositing soft kisses and light nibbles. My body shivers completely, and I close my eyes to feel the delicious touches even more intensely.

His hands wrap around my waist, bringing my body even closer together, and it's at that moment that I feel his erection in my ass—rubbing and teasing me even more. His cock is hard, and he teases me, rubbing it against my hip.

I had already imagined that he was naughty, but not as much now. I turn around, and he slowly removes my blouse, and I'm left with just the black bra I was wearing under my blouse. When he touches the button of my tailored pants that I wear to work and pulls them down, I let him do it because, by now, I'm already damp and aroused by his instigating touches.

Finally, I'm just in my lingerie in front of him. Steven analyzed my body with an intense gaze, like a hungry animal. I want to do this as much as he does.

Steven holds my waist and makes me turn my back again, then takes off my bra, leaving my breasts showing. He brings his lips close to my ear while his hands caress my breasts, squeezing and pinching the nipples gently. My body shivers, and I close my eyes.

“ Would you like some more, Sophie?” He asks in a naughty and provocative tone.

“ Yes, Steven,” I whispered between moans as I felt him pinch my nipples.

He slid his hand down my belly and slipped into my panties, wet from my arousal, slipping his finger around my entrance, eventually finding my most sensitive spot and stroking it slowly, making me moan even more.

Steven knew I was more than ready for him, so he hurriedly took off his clothes, and when I looked down, his body was already completely naked. His vast, rigid cock caught my attention, full of bulging veins, and I bit my lips, eager to feel him inside me right away. Steven kisses me again with intensity, his lips fitting perfectly together and his tongue sliding over mine.

As he stops the kiss, he whispers:

“You're delicious, I want to feel that hot, wet pussy. You're very horny, Sophie!”

“ I'm dying to feel you fuck me hard!“ I reply unashamedly.

He takes a few steps back, takes my hand, leads me to the bed, and lays me down on the mattress. He keeps his eyes on mine but moves away, picks up his pants that are lying on the floor, and comes back to me, opening something that, from the noise, is a condom.

Steven slides the condom onto his erect cock and doesn't look away from my body. I was just waiting for him, watching as he slowly slid the plastic off.

“Spread your legs for me, Sophie! “ He orders, and I obey.

I feel his body rest on top of mine, fitting his body to mine. I feel his cock touch my entrance and slide in slowly, making me moan with pleasure.

“Ahhh... Steven, that's so... good!”

“Look at me!” he whispers.

I stare at him, rolling my hips to feel him caress me even more.

"You're hot, more perfect than I imagined," Steven says in a husky voice.

He moves his hips and slides his cock into me little by little, filling me until he's all ty hands go to his back, scratching lightly, and Steven's lips let out moans that were delicious to hear.

A back-and-forth began, our skin colliding against each other. His muscles stiffened as he speeded up more and more. He closed his eyes but soon opened them again and looked at me intensely.

After a few strong thrusts, he holds my body, and in one swift movement, I'm on top of him, sitting on his cock and resting my hands on his muscular chest.

“You're going to drive me crazy, don't do this...” Steven pleads.

"You want more?" I tease.

Before I hear the answer, I roll my hips and slide up and down. Steven holds my waist tightly, helping me go even faster.

“Fuck, hot... naughty, ooh!” he curses.

When I hear those words, I feel even more urged to continue. I feel like a naughty girl who's giving a cheeky man his comeuppance—even better, with a real man.

The movements become increasingly frantic. Our bodies are slamming into each other echo around the room, and sweat covers my burning skin.

I haven't had such delicious sex in a long time. He fills me with his thrusts, and I look at him, knowing that he won't be able to hold back until he reaches his peak, just like me.

“I'm going... Sophie, ooh.” He closes his eyes.

“Me too... ahhh, Steven!”

At that moment, his muscles twitch, becoming tense, and his delicious cock pulses inside me, cumming intensely. I kept looking at his face, seeing the expression of absolute pleasure, and I also reached my limit, having one of the most intense orgasms of my life. I moaned loudly and felt my body tremble.

I'm short of breath...

My muscles are relaxed…

He was gasping and exhausted!

My body collapses on top of his, feeling the rapid beating of Steven's heart. These beats mingle with my own. I feel breathless and dizzy from alcohol and sex.

My body falls to the side. I look up at the ceiling, and it seems to spin. Steven stands up and carefully removes the condom.

“ I can help you with the shower if you prefer!” he holds his hand to me.

I can't say anything; I just take his hand and go into the bathroom. He helps me with the shower, sliding the liquid soap over my body, which makes me feel even more relaxed. I'm about to fall asleep right there.

Still, without clothes, we dry our bodies and go to bed. Not a word was spoken as if I was still in ecstasy from the sex.

I don't know if it took minutes or seconds, but I immediately fell asleep in his arms.