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 spine. “Good girl,” he praised, pressing a kiss to her shoulder.
Sophia basked in his approval, feeling utterly spent yet somehow still wanting more. She wondered if she’d ever get enough of him.
“Ready for number five?” Jake asked with a wicked grin.
Sophia groaned, equal parts apprehension and desire. “Already? You’re insatiable.”
“Says the woman who begged me to make her scream,” Jake teased.
Jake’s fingers traced lazy patterns across Sophia’s flushed skin, his touch electric even after their intense session. “How do you want to come this time, little one?” he murmured, his breath hot against her ear.
Sophia’s mind swam in a haze of endorphins, her body weightless and tingling. She felt utterly content, utterly his. “However you want me to, sir,” she breathed. “I’m yours.”
A slow smile spread across Jake’s face, his blue eyes darkening with renewed desire. “Such a good girl,” he purred, nipping at her earlobe. “I think I want to taste you this time.”
Sophia shivered in anticipation, her core clenching at his words. Fuck, how did he still affect her so strongly after everything they’d just done?
Jake’s hands gripped her thighs, spreading her legs wide. “Look at you,” he growled. “So wet and swollen. All for me.”
“Always for you,” Sophia whimpered, her hips lifting involuntarily as Jake’s stubbled chin brushed her inner thigh.
She felt more than heard his low chuckle against her sensitive skin. “Let’s see if we can’t make you scream my name again, shall we?”
A wave of ecstasy crashed over Sophia as Jake’s skilled tongue found her most sensitive spots. She arched her back, tugging uselessly at the ropes binding her wrists. God, how she longed to run her fingers through his sun-bleached hair, to pull him closer.
“Fuck, Jake,” she gasped. Her hips bucked involuntarily as he slid two fingers inside her, curling them in a come-hither motion.
Jake’s blue eyes flicked up to meet hers, gleaming with mischief. He gave her clit a long, slow lick before murmuring, “You taste amazing, little slut.”
Sophia’s breath hitched. The pet name sent shivers down her spine, igniting a primal need within her. Jake alternated between teasing strokes over her opening and tight circles around her clit, building the tension higher and higher.
“Please,” Sophia whimpered, her mind hazy with pleasure. “I need… I need…”
But Jake didn’t relent, keeping her suspended on the edge. His fingers pumped in and out while his tongue danced over her most sensitive areas. Sophia’s world narrowed to the exquisite sensations he was creating.
Jake knew exactly how to play her body, bringing her right to the precipice again and again.
“You’re being so good for me,” Jake purred against her inner thigh. “Such a good little slut.”
Sophia moaned, her hips grinding desperately against his face. “Please, sir,” she begged. “I can’t take much more.”
But deep down, she knew she could. She’d take anything Jake gave her, and beg for more.
Sophia’s vision went white as waves of ecstasy crashed over her. Her cry of pleasure echoed off the walls as Jake’s skilled tongue pushed her over the edge with number five. Before she could catch her breath, he intensified his ministrations, leaving her writhing against the ropes binding her wrists.
“F-fuck,” she gasped, chest heaving.
Jake’s blue eyes gleamed wickedly as he gazed up at her from between her thighs. Without pausing, he redoubled his efforts, his fingers curling inside her as his tongue worked magic on her oversensitive flesh.
Sophia’s back arched off the bed as her sixth climax tore through her. Her mind went blank, overwhelmed by the onslaught of pleasure.
Jake finally pulled back, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. “What do you think, slut? Think you can come again like this?”
Sophia tried to form words, but her brain felt like mush. All she could manage was a shaky shrug, her chest still heaving as she struggled to catch her breath.
A deep chuckle rumbled from Jake’s throat. “Let’s find out, shall we?”
Before Sophia could protest, his head dipped back down. She whimpered as his tongue found her swollen, aching clit once more.
Jake’s tongue traced intricate patterns, exploring Sophia’s most sensitive areas with deliberate slowness. She writhed beneath him, her body a canvas of sensation.
“Oh god,” Sophia gasped, her back arching.
Without warning, Jake plunged two fingers deep inside her. His lips sealed around her clit, sucking hard. The dual stimulation was overwhelming.
Sophia’s mind went blank as waves of pleasure crashed over her. Her legs trembled uncontrollably.
“Jake!” she screamed, her voice raw and desperate. “Jake, fuck!”
His fingers curled, hitting that perfect spot inside her as his tongue flicked rapidly. Sophia’s hips bucked wildly as her seventh orgasm tore through her with brutal intensity.
Jake held her steady, drawing out every last tremor and spasm. When the aftershocks finally subsided, Sophia collapsed bonelessly onto the bed.
“Holy shit,” she panted. Her skin was flushed and glistening with sweat.
Jake grinned up at her, wiping his mouth. “You good, babe?”
Sophia could only nod weakly. Her throat felt raw from screaming.
As the haze of pleasure slowly lifted, a thought drifted through her mind: ‘How the hell does he do that with his tongue?’
For now though, all she wanted was to bask in the afterglow and catch her breath. Seven orgasms down… how many more could she take?
Jake’s eyes glittered with mischief as he leaned in close to Sophia’s ear. “Number eight will be with me fucking your ass, little slut. I know how much you like that.”