It was well past midnight when Sophia woke me.
I had fallen asleep with my head on her chest, still exhausted from the intense session earlier. Her fingers tracing slow circles on my back pulled me out of sleep. The room was dark except for the faint glow of the city lights sneaking through the curtains.
“Alex,” she whispered, her voice husky and low. “I’m not done with you yet.”
My c**k stirred instantly at her tone. Before I could fully wake up, she rolled me onto my back and straddled my waist. She was already wet — I could feel the slick heat of her p***y pressing against my stomach.
She leaned down and kissed me slow and deep, her tongue sliding against mine like she was claiming every inch of my mouth. When she pulled back, her eyes were dark with fresh hunger.
“Hands above your
