we definitely need more mc!sonny!! he has so much inner turmoil that would be preeeetty fun to explore. 🙂 anyway…on to the morning sex! [with this for inspo]
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“Oh sh—” you cut yourself off as Sonny thrust inside you again. He smirked down at you, knees sliding on the sheets as he pressed you further into the mattress and spread your legs even wider. He didn’t have a hand on you, one pinning down your wrist and another bracing himself by your head, but you knew you didn’t need it. A little longer and you’d come just like this.
“Such a dirty mouth,” Sonny growled into your ear with that same smirk. “From such a dirty girl. Am I making you feel good?” he asked in a tone that said he knew that he was. You clenched around him and his knee slipped again, gasping slightly which made you smirk in response.
“You know you are,” you moaned as he drove his hips into you. Sonny loved morning sex because he loved to take his time. Loved to have you in your bed in your house as a reminder that no matter what was going on, there was always the two of you. “I love having you inside of me,” you gasped as he swiveled his hips and changed the angle slightly. Your free hand flew up to clutch his shoulder and he moaned in the back of his throat.
“I know. Can tell,” he murmured, nose dipping to skim across your cheek. You tilted your cheek, chasing his lips, but he pulled back slightly with another smug smile. “You’re so wet, doll. Going to soak these sheets,” he taunted and you dropped your head to the mattress and squeezed your eyes shut. “Wish we could do this all day,” he continued and you nodded your head quickly. You wish you could. You thought about how nice it would be if the two of you could do that one day, go some place where he wasn’t a club president and you weren’t an old lady and you two could spend the day in bed. A pang of regret flashed through you and you chased it away by focusing on how good he felt, right here, right now, in your arms.
“You know how to—to” you gasped, trying to find the right words as he rolled his hips. He dropped a hand down to your leg, palming your thigh in his wide hand. You could feel the coolness of his rings in several bright points on your leg and for some reason that made you even wetter. This man, this powerful outlaw, tamed and in your bed. In your house. In the life you were building together even despite all of the bullshit.
“I got you, darling,” Sonny murmured before finally kissing you. His hands anchored you to the mattress and you let yourself be pinned and consumed thoroughly by him. You could feel the orgasm building at the base of your spine and rolled your hips in an attempt to get him to move faster. He chuckled into your mouth, pulling away to say something before the ringing phone interrupted him.
“Don’t you dare,” you gritted out as he leaned back, looking at the phone. His hips slowed down and you could see that for a moment he contemplated not answering. He shot you an apologetic look and scooped it up, answering on the third ring.
“What?” he barked into the line and you smothered a laugh at his disgruntled expression. “I’m in the middle of something…she’ll slice both of ours off if you don’t hurry the fuck up and let me get back to…shit…no, I forgot…can you…I know. I know!…I need you to stall…twenty minutes?…you’re the VP, think of something!…she’s going to kill you next time she sees you anyway…yeah. yeah. bye,” Sonny finally hung up, tossing the phone carelessly back on the nightstand before he leaned over you once more, moving his hips again.
“Can’t believe you answered,” you grumbled as he rolled his hips smoothly. He shot you another apologetic look and smoothed your hair back, dipping down to kiss you. You turned your head to the side so he missed your mouth and he made a noise of disappointment in the back of his throat. You held onto his shoulder, nails biting in no doubt, but made no move to turn your head back.
“I’m sorry, doll. Had to. You know I wish I—” he started to say with his lips grazing your jaw.
“Yeah, me too,” you cut him off and he made another apologetic noise and reached up to turn your face to look up at him.
“I love you,” he said suddenly, a fire during fiercely in his expression. You rolled your eyes even as you bit back a moan as he slide into you, quickening his pace. “Say it,” he ordered. “Tell me.” His expression was frustrated now and you slid a hand up to the back of his neck, encouraging him to kiss you again.
“I love you,” you said sincerely in a whisper before he kissed you once more.
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