It's Her Love

by Tory Baker

  “Where are we going?” Sophia asks.

  “Dinner, dancing, and maybe some drinking,” I tell her with a smirk. I’ve had Sophia in every way imaginable these last few days, everywhere possible at my place. Tonight, I’m going to see her in her element, with some good food and drinks, wrapped in my arms. I already know a tipsy Sophia is even more care free than she usually is, and that’s just how I intend to take her tonight.

  We’re seated in the back of the taxi. She’s snuggled in close to me and her leg, the one that has that delicious slit up the side, is out. My eyes are on her and only her, my fingers slowly and tortuously running up and down her leg and she sighs, “Vince,” and I have to keep myself from peeling open her legs and seeing just how much this is turning her on.

  We arrive at a little Mexican cantina. It’s a hole in the wall type of place, but the tacos are out of this world amazing.

  “Vince, aren’t we a little over dressed for dinner?” she questions as we walk toward the restaurant. My hand instantly goes to her hip and I bring her in to my body.

  “Not too bad, Babe. Plus, this is just dinner, next stop is dancing,” I assure her.

  “Oh okay,” she mumbles as we walk to our table and instead of her sitting across from me, I place her next to me. I grab her leg and hook it over my thigh. My goal tonight is to touch every single part of her I can and make her so hot and bothered by the time we’re back at my place, she’s writhing and the smallest puff of air on her clit will make her come.

  “What do you suggest? I’m assuming you’ve been here before?”

  “Yeah, it has amazing food, all authentic too. You want me to order for us?” I ask her.

  “That would be great, I’m not a picky eater. I just want chips and guacamole with dinner,” her stomach rumbling as she demands her chips.

  I chuckle and order us an array of shrimp, mahi, and chicken tacos with all the works. Her chips, guacamole, salsa, and our drinks being exactly what we need for Mexican food, a margarita for her and a beer for myself.

  My hand never leaves her leg as she eats, hunched over devouring our dinner and her drink.

  After I finish my tacos and beer, I sit back and wait for her to finish her drink and then I leave a wad of pesos, knowing the restaurant owners don’t get as much traffic with their location, but it’s damn good eating, and anytime I’m down here, I make it a point to stop in.

  Chapter 23

  Sophia

  This night has been magical, from dinner to now us dancing the night away. Not to mention that Vince can hardly keep his hands off of me, something that I’m thoroughly enjoying. Every time he does something to my body, I’m on high alert. It can be a flutter of his hand on my exposed leg, or when he was holding me from behind and he made sure I felt his hard on, to the way he would graze the underside of my breast. I feel like I’ve been on the edge of an orgasm all night, and I only hope that tonight is the most memorable yet.

  I’m on margarita number three, slightly tipsy and feeling good, but nowhere near drunk. Vince and I just took a seat after dancing and I’m ready to go. I thought I’d love to be out all night with him, but all I really want is to be alone with him.

  “Ready to go?” I ask breathlessly in his ear.

  “Yeah, Babe. Let’s get home.”

  Vince hails a taxi and we head back to the resort. I’m turned into him, my mouth on his neck, leaving a trail of kisses. His hands are on the back of my neck, and in an instant he has me straddling his lap, and if it weren’t for the taxi driver, I’d have no problem taking Vince right here in the back of this car.

  My mouth finds his and as much as I thought he was going to let me dominate the kiss, he takes over. I grind my center down on his lap and feel his cock. We pull apart when the taxi turns into the resort’s street and we settle back in our seats, both of us breathing heavily, our eyes glazed with heat, and not wanting to be far from each other.

  We stumble out of the taxi, both of us not keeping our hands off each other. We somehow make it back to Vince’s place and as soon as we’re in the doorway, I drop to my knees, unbuckle his pants, undo the zipper and pull down his boxer briefs along with his pants. When his cock flops out in all its beautiful length and girth, my right hand comes out to hold it, while my tongue licks his tip.

  “Fuck, Sophia, your mouth. It’s going to be the death of me,” he groans out.

  I remove my hand that was wrapped around him and bring my hands to hold the sides of his thighs, trying to take as much of him as I can while sucking at the same time. I can taste the saltiness of him. He only lets me suck him for a few minutes before he detaches me from his cock.

  “What, why?” I question from my knees.

  “Not coming in your mouth when I want your pussy, Sophia,” he grumbles out and then I’m lifted, my legs immediately wrap around his waist, and it’s then that he feels the surprise I have in store for him.

  “You’ve been bare all night? I should spank your ass for that, make it a nice cherry red, and then take you from behind so you can feel the sting as I make you come,” I’m still wrapped around him, only now there’s a wall at my back.

  “Maybe I’d like your hands on me, Vince,” I say saucily. He rips his shirt over his head, his pants still half on his body and my dress is splayed open, and he’s right at my entrance. I try to grind up into him, but he’s not allowing me to move. I’m pinned in place by my hips, and he’s taking an agonizingly long time.

  “I need more,” I plead to him and he ever so slowly enters me. When he’s finally all the way inside me, he thrusts hard, enough to where I know I’ll feel this tomorrow.

  “Can feel your pussy grip me tight. You’re coming for me, aren’t you,” he demands.

  “Yes, yes, yes!” I scream out as I finally tip over the edge. My head falls back on the wall, my eyes are firmly shut, and I can feel him let go inside of me.

  He moves his head into the crook of my neck, my arms are around his shoulders, and I could stay like this. Right here, forever.

  Chapter 24

  Vince

  I don’t let Sophia sleep all night. Every time I would doze off, I’d wake up and find her wet, ready, and she had no problem welcoming me inside her again and again. It’s going to be a hellacious week without her here, but I know we can get through it.

  It’s now the morning and she’s leaving in a matter of hours. I woke up before her and laid in bed with her and just watched her sleep, like a creeper, but I can’t help it. She’s the one, I’m never letting Sophia go, and sure this is fast, but I know with the very depths of my soul, she was always meant to be mine.

  I got up, did my morning routine, threw on some clothes, and cooked breakfast, all while she slept. Sophia packed all of her things yesterday, so we could enjoy the morning before I take her to the airport. I’m just finishing up our omelets when she comes walking into the kitchen. Her hair is a jumbled mess on top of her head, the sleep is still in her eyes, and she’s wearing my discarded shirt from last night. Here in the morning light, you can see through the material, and what I see has me stopping in my tracks. Her nipples can be seen with the duskiness surrounding them. My eyes travel lower and just like that, I’m rocking a full-fledged hard on, as I see she didn’t bother putting panties on again.

  She comes up to me and I abandon our plates and grasp her in my arms. My forehead is on hers and I look deep into her eyes. She has tears glimmering in them and I know they’re about to travel unchecked on her cheeks. I can’t have that; I don’t want this morning to be sad.

  “Babe, what you do to me, can’t even put into words what you already mean to me,” I tell her as my lips travel to hers and I kiss her. It’s a sweet kiss, one that has depth and meaning. One that I hope like fuck she understands, that this right here, it’s a one in a million kind of fate.

  “I don’t want to leave,” Sophia says truthfully, and I don’t want her to either, but we both have to get our shit together.

  “I don’t want
that either. These next few days will go fast, and then you’ll be back in my arms. I promise you that, Babe.”

  We break apart and eat our breakfast silently while looking out at the ocean. I’m quiet, but only because I’m formulating a plan. A plan that I know will come to fruition, as soon as Sophia is on the plane. I’ve got to get on the horn and figure shit out.

  We finish our food and then it’s time for Sophia to get ready and us to grab her bags and head to the airport. She’s moving slowly and I know she’s feeling down.

  “Hey, Babe,” I holler back towards the bedroom checking to see if she’s up and moving or if she went and hid under the covers.

  “Yeah,” she grumbles. I smirk thinking to myself I know what she’s doing. I walk in and sure enough she’s back in bed and as much as I’d like to join her, I know we have to get moving or she’ll miss her plane.

  I toss the covers back and pick her up. Her legs automatically wrap around my waist. She’s dressed in comfortable clothes, and I can see the redness around her eyes.

  “Soph, I swear this isn’t the end. This is just the beginning of us,” I tell her and it’s a promise I know I’ll never break.

  “Okay, I know I shouldn’t be such a baby about leaving you, but Vince, I care about you so much. Yeah, it’s been a short amount of time, but it feels like I’ve known you a lifetime.” I can hear the yearning in her voice.

  “Fuck, Babe, you don’t know how happy that makes me, to hear those words from you.” I tell her.

  Chapter 25

  Sophia

  It’s been two months since I left Vince standing in the airport. I can’t even deny that I didn’t cry the whole way back to New York, because I did. I missed him that much already. When I got back to my apartment, I unpacked, did laundry, sat down at my computer and typed my resignation letter. I did my research while in Cancun and started looking in to all the ways to becoming a successful fashion blogger. I knew it would be hard at first, but I had a nest egg saved up. Not only that, I could do it from anywhere. I remember calling Natalie and telling her my plans, dreams, and everything Vince. She gave me the best advice I could ever hear. She told me to jump. Take that jump in life, because you don’t know what could happen, and she’s absolutely right. I took that jump and landed right where I was meant to be, in Vince’s arms. He’s been more than my rock these past two months; he’s been my champion.

  Today’s the day I’m moving. I’ve been slowly packing when Vince isn’t here on the weekends. He asked, no, let me take that back. He demanded I move down to Alabama. He saw I was miserable in New York when he was away, and having no one here, including Natalie. It was hard.

  I was just going to get a place by myself down in Alabama thinking it may be too soon to move in with Vince, but he made valuable arguments. It would be silly to pay for a place to stay when we both know I’d be at his place more than my own.

  “Ready, Soph?” Vince asks.

  “Yeah, that’s the last of it,” I take one last look at my apartment and say goodbye to a life that lead me to Vince. It was hard, but I’d go through it all over again if it meant I was meant to have him in my life. I can remember the first time we said, “I love you.” I all but blurted it out and Vince, all he said was, “Damn it, Sophia, I was meant to say I love you first.” It still takes my breath away every time he says it to me, and we both say it often, every morning, after every phone call, and every time we say good night.

  We went down to Alabama to help Natalie and Zack with the twins, so they could take a much-needed weekend away. When we left their place after they came back, Natalie gave me the thumbs up and even Zack said he enjoyed his time with Vince and thought he was perfect for me. That’s saying a lot. When I wasn’t such a great friend to Natalie, he was upset with me. I ran away from not only my problems, but also my best friend. I went dark for days on end, not answering her calls, or texts. Not only did I have to make up with Natalie, I had to prove to Zack that I wasn’t going to hurt her again. He’s an amazing man for her.

  I turn around, closing the door. Vince takes my hand and we head down towards the waiting car that’s taking us to the airport. I’m so ready to start my life with Vince.

  Epilogue One

  Vince

  Six Months Later

  Sophia and I settled into each other pretty seamlessly. Of course, we had our issues. When she was in the office working sun up to sun down I had to make sure she at least ate and was amongst the living. It created a few arguments, but for the most part it’s been bliss. Her blog has grown by leaps and bounds, and really taken off.

  I’m just getting home from three days of traveling and overseeing a few hotels, this being one of the times Sophia didn’t come. It also gave me time to get her ring picked up from the jeweler. I had it designed so it will always be one of a kind. Something she can pass onto our children one day.

  “Sophia,” I yell out as I walk in from the garage door. I can smell the aroma of dinner cooking as I make my way to the kitchen when she hollers, “Don’t you dare open that lid, it’ll ruin my rice!” I swear she knows me better than myself. I hear her huff as she comes down the stairs to finally greet me.

  “You’re home earlier than I thought you’d be,” she tells me as she comes up to me. I pick her up in a bear hug, her legs going around my waist.

  “Missed you, Babe,” I tell her as my lips take hers.

  I set her down on the counter and she laughs and asks, “Why is my ass always on a counter when I’m around you?”

  “Just is, like you there. Can’t wait to be back in Cancun and take you all over our house there too,” I whisper huskily into her ear. She had issues with us not buying a house together or feeling like she was contributing enough. It’s taken time, but she’s finally okay with it. She pays for the groceries, both houses are paid off so all we have are taxes and day to day expenses. I told her in bed, “Babe, save as much as you can. We can put it away for our children one day.”

  That’s all it took to convince her. I still remember what happened afterwards. She attacked me, took me down her throat and then swallowed. I never in my life would have expected it or even asked Sophia to do something like that, but she just took charge. It’s something that I can tell she’s liking to do more and more of.

  “I can’t wait to be back in Mexico. Think we can go there in the next couple of weeks? I’m ahead of schedule for work, and well, I want to go back to where we started,” she says looking at me pleadingly.

  “You tell me when and we’ll be on the next plane there,” now that she’s set that in motion I know exactly where I’ll be asking her to marry me.

  Sophia

  I shocked the hell out of Vince and already had our tickets booked two days later. I feel like we need this time away. Sure we’re connected in every way possible, but, our schedules have been so crazy, I just want to disconnect and spend time with him, not to mention I have some amazing news to tell him.

  He had to run into the office today, so I took the time to pack our bags and put them right by the front door. I didn’t pack much, just beach ware and sundresses for myself, and casual clothes, and his board shorts.

  “Babe, Sophia, what the fuck,” I hear him say as I hear the luggage fall to the ground. I guess I shouldn’t have put our luggage right by the door.

  “Surprise!” I scream as I come running into his arms, barely giving him enough time to catch me.

  “Are we going somewhere? I thought we weren’t heading down for a couple of weeks,” he states.

  “Yeah, well I was kind of hoping we could move it up faster. I need the sand, sun, and some us time,” I tell him honestly. He takes it in stride. He carries me to our bedroom, dropping me on the bed and coming down in between my legs.

  “Love you, Sophia, love you more than I could ever describe,” he tells me and then drops a searing kiss to my lips. I don’t want to let him leave, but I do. I was going to wait till we got to Mexico to tell him our exciting news.


  “Hey, Vince. Handsome?” I say as he turns to start undressing and just him stripping out of his clothes is enough to make me want to jump him.

  “Yeah,” he says as he pulls his shirt off, and then he is sliding his pants down.

  “Fuck, I can’t concentrate when you’re basically naked.”

  “Well you can get naked yourself, then no talking or concentrating will be necessary,” he says as he’s now fully naked with his fist wrapped around his cock.

  I can’t take much more, I strip out of my clothes. I’ll tell him afterwards. I spread my legs, my hands traveling down to my pussy. Vince loves a show, and I always try to give him as much of me as I can.

  My hand is torn away, and his dick is sliding along my pussy lips and getting nice and wet. I drop my head back on a moan. He’s inside me after he feels my body quake on the edge of an orgasm.

  “Fuck, Soph, I’m barely inside you and you’re already there,” he grunts. He leans down, licking my nipple and biting down, it sets me off and I come.

  “Faster, Vince, please,” I groan. I’m still coming as he comes inside of me.

  “Hey,” I say as I look into his eyes. He’s still inside of me. I take his hand and place it on my still flat stomach as I tell him what I’ve been dying to tell him since I confirmed it at the doctor’s office two days ago. I was hoping to tell him in Mexico, but I can’t contain it any more.

  “You telling me what I think you’re telling me Sophia?” he questions. He has a smile and I can see the glassiness in his eyes.

  “Yes, we’re pregnant,” I say with a tremor in my voice.

  “We made this; we made a baby. I’m going to be a dad?” he’s in shock. I lean up and kiss him and hug him towards my body.