Simply Sonny: An SVU love story

Chapter 62: Pleasure

Sonny's leg bounces as we drive to the apartment in the back of the cab. Once there he throws up some cash, telling the driver to keep the change and he quickly unlocks the front door. Once inside the elevator, he turns to me and lightly pushes me against the wall, "damn, I've been fighting my erection for so long." His breath brushes against my face as his head turns and his lips brush onto my neck. I exhale, pushing everything out of my head except him and his body against mine. When the elevator opens he doesn't stop what he's doing and continues to suck at my neck. Too engrossed to say anything the doors close and we just continue with what we are doing. There's a cough and it grabs both of our attention. Sonny leans off of me but stays close to me and utters an apology to whatever neighbor was unlucky enough to wait for the elevator at that moment. The man gets in, pushes the button for a floor a few above his and the door starts to close. "Excuse me," Sonny says, leaning forward to press his floor number. Once on the floor, we both utter another apology and go to the front door. When we're inside, Sonny asks, "couch or bedroom?" As he starts to work at the tie around his neck.

"You choose," I say, moving to unbutton his belt.

"Couch" he replies as I get it undone, "only because I think you can get me naked before we even make it to the couch." I smile but keep doing what I'm doing. The pit in my stomach is one I want to keep, one I want Sonny to turn into an orgasm. When he gets to the edge of the couch, I pull his pants and boxer briefs down in one swift pull. I quickly put him into my mouth, before he could even sit and I start bobbing back and forth, "ohh, ahhhh. Okay, yeah." I hear him utter as I start, probably thrown off by my eagerness. I do my best to take his entire length into my mouth, keeping my throat as open as possible. When I feel his legs start to shake I know he's close so I stop sucking and start using my tongue, licking him up and down. I know this brings him back down just a bit and I want to prolong him from going. I can feel my underwear dampen as I pleasure him and I want him to know he did this to me when it's my turn. When he stops shaking and begins humming his pleasure again I go back to putting him fully in my mouth. It doesn't take too much longer before his warm seed shoots out of him and down my throat. I try and take it all in and when I take him out of my mouth he plops down on the couch. I look up to him from where I kneel on the floor and he smirks, "I just can't with you, you know that?"

"What?" I ask him back, staying where I am an batting my eyelashes.

"I just love you, all the time. That's all." He replies. I smile, happy to hear that but waiting for him to ask me what he asks me every-time after oral. He asks, "can I repay the favor?" With the same cocked eyebrow, he always gives me.

"Yes," I say this time.

It throws him, as every other time he's offered I've declined and he makes sure he heard me correctly, "yes?" I nod to confirm to him what I said. He stands up, offering his hand to me, "come here." I accept it and follow him into the bedroom. He leads me to his side of the bed and starts to kiss me. His tongue rubs across my bottom lip and I try to lightly bite it. He pulls away so I couldn't, and instead of returning his lips to mine he puts them to my neck. His hands come from around my waist and start to work at the three top buttons of my peplum top. Once he's done, he pulls his lips off my neck and lifts my shirt over my head. They return before the fabric hits the floor but he begins to lower the kisses down. He lightly squeezes the left breast as his lips meet the upper part of my right one. He leaves the lightest of kisses there but lowers his head further down. He places the same kisses down my stomach as he gets closer to the floor. When he's on his knees, his hands are on either side of my hips, ready to pull down my skirt. He looks up, making sure I'm okay and I nod. He lowly lowers the skirt, leaving kisses down every few inches. When the skirt hits the floor, he leaves the final kiss near my ankle and looks up. He uses his hands at my hips to push me back a little. I oblige and I watch as he eyes me up and down. He brings his hands back to my hips, pulls me closer to him and rests his forehead against my stomach, "you're so beautiful, I'm so fuckin' lucky to be with you." I hear him whisper out.

"Sonny, please?" I beg, needing some kind of pleasure from him. Before I can react, he stood up and turned me so I'm now laying on the bed.

He climbs on top of me and gives me a few kisses when he pulls away he says, "if you want to stop at all, just tell me. Okay? I will."

All I do is nod, knowing I won't be asking him to stop tonight. He lowers his head to my core and pulls my underwear down and off. Two of his fingers start to lightly run up my legs causing chills to run up my body. Once at my thigh, he uses his other hand to open my other leg a bit more. Those same two fingers slowly meet my entrance and he pushes them in, "ahh" I let the sigh escape my lips.

"You're so wet," Sonny says, "I was just going to use my hands, but I want to do this. May I?" He asks, looking up at me for permission. His fingers push in and out slowly as he asks and waits for my answer. I nod again, the feeling of pleasure to overwhelming to use words. His mouth quickly joins his hands and his tongue runs up and down my slick folds, "so sweet" I manage to hear him mutter. The pushing of his fingers inside of me get faster and a bit more forceful as he spins his tongue around and sucks my clit.

My eyes close, the feeling of him pleasuring me being way more powerful then what the shower-head did. As I feel myself come closer to orgasming, I begin to pant heavily, humming out his name, "Sonny, yes. More. Please. Keep going. Yes." He must like what he hears cause I can feel his fingers inside of me, reaching farther in to help get me to my orgasm. "Faster," I manage to mutter as I start to cum, remembering what I like and telling him then and there. He pushes his fingers in and out faster than he was doing and he pushes his tongue up and down hard against my clit, knowing he's gotten my sweet spot, "Yesss, uhh yess. So.. uhhh. Baby, thank you." I get out in a sort of horse whisper, letting him know I've finished.

He lifts his head up, smiles at me and says, "you taste sooo good" and he puts his fingers into his mouth to suck on the rest of my juices.

I roll my eyes and say back, "stop." And try to close my legs.

"Uh-uh. I'm not done yet." He returns his mouth to where it was as starts to lick up and down again. Instead of his hands going inside though, he uses it to hold open my folds. He licks everything, over and over again and I can feel the same pit in my stomach as before.

"Sonny, I'm— I'm gonna go a—again." I shutter out; my back arching as I get closer to another orgasm. He either ignores me or didn't hear me and continues to pleasure me. As I finish again, he slows his pace and sucks just a few times before finishing. He crawls up the bed to meet me eye to eye and we smile stupidly at each other, "you're good at that." I tell him, still feeling the sensation down there lingering.

He replies, "I've wanted to make you cum for so long now. Thank you for letting me do that." He leans in for a kiss.

"I'm sorry it took so long," I answer him, feeling a bit bad now.

He replies, "don't be sorry babe. I'm glad it happened tonight and not sooner. It was the perfect night."

"Yea, it really was." I agree, moving my head so I can lay on his chest.