Twisted: married to his father

Chapter8

Sophia’s pov

Was I crazy for wanting more?

A few minutes ago I despised this. Man and yet here I am craving for more, craving his touch so desperately. Where did all my disgust go? My body was betraying me and crushing down the wall I had built around myself.

He’s close enough that I could smell him, his musky sandalwood scent engulfed the entire room. I wasn't sure whether to flee or not, I couldn't understand why my hand reached out to him desperately, clutching the hem of his shirt.

His fingers traced the line of my jaw, slowly as though he was asking permission for another kiss without using his words. I caught my breath, my body reacting before my head.

How could he get this much control over me? Why was I letting him.

“Good girl.” He whispered in my ear.

One moment we were standing and the very next I. Was underneath him on his bed, my heart racing so fast it would rupture. He was between my legs taking off my clothes and I laid there like this was nothing to be worried about.

The air in the room was almost suffocating even though it was somewhat freezing. What are you doing Sophie?

How could I let him in so easily?

I stared at his hair tousled on his shoulder, watching him pull off his shirt, revealing his sexy body, my lips parted open slightly, I had seen Ben shirtless numerous times but he never came to this.

This man… he was a Greek god. From the straight shoulders to his muscular features that would drive all women like me crazy. I can't help but gawk at him.

“You can touch it if you want, gawking too much might lead to me f*****g you crazy right now.” He snickered.

I didn’t look up at him, I bit my lower lip, being in this position made me feel even more senseless, my body was getting hit, I could feel soft liquid trickling down my hole.

I gulped, slowly reaching out to touch his abs, touching every line, staring at every questionable cut and every ratio that hid even more scars and yet he still looked….yummy.

My hands continued to go down until it landed on something hard, I stopped, stared at his budging pants and let out a gasp.

“What? Is it your first time?” He smirked, holding his budge, I was speechless and didn't realize his hands were already exploring my inner thighs.

“Wait.” I pressed my palm lightly against his chest, I needed to reflect before I actually got into this. “I don’t… I don’t want this, it’s too fast.”

He stopped instantly, withdrawing his arms and stared at me quietly. “It’s fine, if you don’t want to do it, then it’s okay.” He said softly, his tone different from how scary he had been earlier.

He rose from the bed, my eyes trailing to his budge, he seemed to be in pain but was holding himself. Before he could take a step away, I grabbed his arm, making him stop and turn to me, arching his brows.

“I didn’t mean to stop.” I whispered.

“You certainly do not know what you want.” A sly smile curbed on his lips.

“I just needed a second.” I defended, I stared up at him softly, yearning for his touch.

I pulled him closer by his pants, I knew very well what I was doing. “Confident? I like that.” His mouth caught mine, I could feel his tongue explore my mouth deeper than I could imagine, I just laid on the bed quietly, letting him do whatever he wanted, his hands were straddling my boobs, squeezing them like they were producing milk, I was melting into him, our bodies hot and beginning to sweat.

I let out soft moans, whatever he was doing to me was driving me wild, I was losing myself into his touch. He broke the kiss and found his way to my neck, laying soft wet kisses, one hand still rubbing my n*****s, the other found its way to my wet c**t, gently rubbing it, I shuddered by the contact.

“Relax hun, you wanted this.” He tells me, his voice driving me more wild, I didn’t have control over my thoughts or myself anymore, it was like I was under his control and let him do whatever he wanted to me.

He gently slid a finger into my hole, I shook a little, letting out a moan, bucking my hips up, I didn’t care if I would get embarrassed later, right now I needed to enjoy myself to the extreme.

His mouth slowly moved to my boobs, sucking it as hard as he could, I reached my hand to his head, gently curling his hair with my hand.

“Right there.” I bit my lips as he slid in more fingers and thrust them hard and fast.

I let out a whimper.

Why was I embarrassing myself in this manner? I had come here to complain and now I’m being f****d? I wasn’t supposed to let myself skip this far!

I opened my eyes, slowly taking in his features again, he bit my noodles lightly, I gasped in pleasure, my insides burning with passion. I haven’t felt this good in forever.

“You like it?” he arched his brows, staring at me as he suckled one of my boobs. I could tell it was going to get sore from this.

I can't use my words… ahhh

He lightly bit on my Nicolle again. “Use your words.” His words sounded like a warning. I opened my mouth to speak but all that left my mouth was loud moans that sounded like I was screaming like a slut.

“I…. I love it… I love it daddy.” I moaned like a w***e, my legs hanging open in the air. He smirked at me like he had me where he wanted.

“Just when I was getting close to my climax I tangled my legs together. “Faster.” I screamed.

He pulled away.

I scrunched my face in displeasure, staring up at him annoyed. “What’s wrong?”

“That’s it for now.” He replied.

“What?”