His Everything

Chapter 5:

*Sophia's P.O.V:*

"Sophia not now." Cristiano sighed trying to push me away lightly. He wasn't in the mood for anything at the moment. But I only giggled and climbed into his lap in the back of the town car. My dress riding up to my waist as I wrapped my arms around his neck.

"Yes. Right now." I confidently whispered, kissing him roughly. My hips grinding into his slow and rough to create a beautiful friction down below. One that neither of us was will in to ignore. Cristiano's hands held my waist tightly in a almost bruising grip helping me move against him.

"Sophia..." Cristiano warned in between our kiss. His hands traveling to my derriere and smacking one cheek roughly. "You are so bad." He chastised me. His other hand sliding down my dress clad thigh, only to slip his hand underneath the fabric to torturously tease me further. A gasp rising up from deep inside. My body beginning to heat up as he neared my molten core.

I nodded at him. "I'm bad. I'm a very bad girl." I huskily whispered trailing my hands down his chest, gripping his button up beneath my hands. He began attacking my neck with wet butterfly kisses making me shiver and groan in delight. "I'm sorry." I apologized, my fingers slipping into the holes between the buttons ripping the material apart. My hands connecting with the smooth plains of his chest and abs. I. bit my lip as he laid back and let me admire him. My fingers contouring every ripple and ridge of his gorgeous body.

Cristiano bit his bottom lip and leaned in close. His hand lingering on my thigh as the other made its way into my hair, tugging lightly making me arch my body into him. His breath fanning over my chest and neck as he bent me to his will. "That was my favorite shirt." He warned nipping at the skin on my collarbone causing me whine.

"Oops." Came my smartass reply.

Cristiano chuckled and slid the hand on my thigh all the way up. One finger teasing my panty clad nether regions. "Wrong answer." Within seconds he bypassed my panties and dipped that digit inside my honey pot. A cry of shocked escaping my lips. But the man didn't stop. He retracted the digit and added another, making me cry out even louder. The intrusion was foreign but felt so good. He began to move the fingers inside me, building a rhythm that was fast and rough. It hurt but I soon found myself roughly moving my hips to match his rhythm. The pain mixed with his movements bringing me to ecstasy. The pain felt amazing in a way that I couldn't describe. I just knew I wanted more.

"Fuck!" I murmured repeatedly as I held onto Cristiano's shoulders as my body took over. "More." I pleaded with him breathlessly. I needed more. Cristiano buried his face in my neck and removed his fingers making me whimper. The sound of his belt coming undone making me pull away nervously. Cristiano raised his hips to pull down his pants some. I watched in awe as his boxers tented up. It was a small tent either. But I was so anxious all I could do was bite my lip to keep from salivating at the sight of him excited for me.

Cristiano went to speak and I took hold of him through his boxers making him groan beneath me. I kissed down his neck and began yanking down his boxers. At the sight if his veiny, fat, and long shaft I opened my mouth in awe. I looked up to see Cristiano eyeing me hungrily, but he hadn't dared move a muscle. I gathered as much spit as I could and let it fall onto his lower head before spreading it around to evenly distribute it. Cristiano cursed under his breath and watched me unbelieving as I pumped him for a moment. Before I moved him to align with my wet core and slowly began to let him fill me up. Just the tip had me panting and groaning in pain. But when Cristiano grunted and grabbed my waist I knew what was to come. He buried his head in my shoulder, apologizing and kissing me before pulling me down onto him as he swiftly filled me to the brim.