Page 53 of From LA to London, With Love

“As tempting as that is, I’m keen to get you home as soon as possible.”

A shiver of anticipation went down my spine. Chris was clearly interested in more than just friendship. And after talking out my concerns with Mia and Rose, Chris’s heartfelt speech, and the way he was looking at me right now, passion burning in his eyes, so was I.

CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX

SOPHIE

THE THUDDING of my heart almost drowned out the sound of the front door to the Castle closing behind us. For a moment, we just stared at each other, and then suddenly, we were kissing passionately, our tongues dancing, our lips hungry. He lifted me up and pushed me against the wall in the hallway, his warm body pressed against mine. God, I’d been wanting this for so long. All my worries about what Chris was looking for, and what I was looking for, vanished and were replaced with raw, burning desire.

“Do you want to go to the bedroom?” Chris asked, breathing heavily.

“Yes.” I started to untwine my legs from around Chris, getting ready to walk up the stairs, but instead, he bounded up them, with me still attached, and threw me on the bed.

“Now, where were we?” He growled, kissing my neck.

I began unbuttoning his shirt, my fingers fumbling, aching to have his bare skin pressed against mine. He followed my cue, and before long, we were both stripped down to our underwear.

He took off my bra and cupped my breasts in his hands, looking at them lustfully, before lowering his head to one nipple and sucking. I felt a release and he pulled up in shock. Shit.

“Fuck, I’m sorry—I didn’t even think of that,” he said, a hint of breast milk on his lips.

“Me either,” I said, giggling. “Come here.” I pulled his head down to me and kissed him, gently biting his lip.

As we kissed, our hands started to explore each other’s body, first tentatively and then with more urgency. Oh boy. He knew just where to kiss, just where to touch, to turn me on. His lips on my ear, my neck, my collarbone. His hands touching my breasts, my inner thighs, grazing over my knickers.

My breathing got faster as our bodies moved in sync, rubbing against each other. His dick, hard and erect, pressed against me. I wanted more. My hands, trembling, tugged at his underpants, pulling them partway down. Chris whipped mine off in one smooth motion.

“You drive me wild,” Chris said, his breath ragged.

“I want you so bad,” I whispered.

But he didn’t take the hint and kept touching me, turning me on to the point that if I’d been strong enough to flip him onto his back and straddle him, I would have. Oh god. I was used to my female exes being pros at foreplay, but I’d never experienced anything like this from a man. Clearly, I’d been dating the wrong guys.

Chris leaned over to the bedside table, grabbed a condom and put it on.

“Fuck me,” I gasped, looking directly into his eyes. I was too far gone with desire to be subtle any more. But he went back to teasing me with his fingers. Good lord, this man knows what he’s doing.

And then, just when I thought I couldn’t take it anymore, he was inside me.

“You are so fucking hot, Sophie,” he groaned, slowly thrusting.

Hot and sweaty, we gradually picked up pace as the feeling of urgency increased.

I was so close now, all the desire, all the pent-up sexual tension of the past few months, finally coming to a head.

We locked eyes again. And then my muscles were spasming, waves of pleasure, of release, washing over me, making me bite my lip and then moan.

“Oh fuck,” Chris said in a strangled voice as he came at the same time, staring deep into my eyes. For a moment, the room around us faded, and everything slowed down. And then it was over.

I collapsed, letting out a happy sigh.

“That was amazing. Come here, you,” Chris said affectionately, pulling me to him in a big bear hug.

Still tingling, I relaxed against his warm body and nestled my head into his chest. I stayed in that position, catching my breath, for a few minutes, working up enough courage to ask Chris what had been playing on my mind since Saturday night.

I swallowed, glad I was nuzzled into him so we couldn’t see each other’s faces. “So…have you given any thought to what this is? Are you just looking for something casual, like a friends-with-benefits situation, or are you interested in dating?”

My chest tightened as Chris took a deep breath in.