Page 32 of Spiritwarrior (The Colemans’ Legacy #2)

Chapter Thirty-One

J ody moved away from Sophie before he tried to shake some sense into the woman. Sitting down on the arm of the couch, he looked at her seriously.

“You’re right on point with Joel. With me, you’re wrong.”

“I don’t think so. Can I go to bed now?”

“In a minute, but you won’t be going alone.”

Sophie gaped at him.

Jody gave her a sensuous smile and stood up. He nearly smiled as she took a backward step away from him.

“Don’t worry; I’ve never forced myself on a woman, and I don’t plan to start with you.”

“Then how do you plan to go to bed with me?”

“You’ll invite me.”

She laughed at him.

Jody ignored her laughter.

“You won’t be able to help yourself, just as I haven’t been able to help myself from wanting you. I have since the moment I saw you.”

He should have realized her innocence from how embarrassed she became each time he mentioned his reaction to her.

“From what I see, you don’t take having a soul mate seriously when it isn’t convenient for you to have one. How many times have you used that excuse to party hearty, and then feel good about yourself when you walked away?”

He’d had enough of hiding the truth from her. Silas had advised him to be honest, to show her the real him.

“I’m your soul mate.”

“I don’t believe in soul mates.”

“Let me say it another way that you can believe. You’re mine.”

She stared at him unblinkingly for so long that he was beginning to wonder what she was thinking. Then she unexpectedly went to the couch, picked up a throw pillow, and started hitting him.

He wished he had kept his mouth shut.

“I’m not yours, you big doofus. If I really were your soul mate, I would jump off a skyscraper!”

Jody tried to take the pillow away from her, only to find himself doubled over in pain, going to his knees. Grabbing his balls, he wanted to howl in pain, except he was in such excruciating pain he couldn’t make a sound.

“Aw … Does that hurt?”

Jody managed to open his eyes as she provoked him, knowing he was in too much pain to do anything about it.

“Do you still think I’m your soul mate?” Taunting him, she held the pillow like it was a baseball bat. “ You’re mine ?” she mimicked him. “How many women have you used that line on?”

He thought it prudent to remain silent.

“Am I supposed to lie down and beg you to have sex with me?” The vindictive woman whomped him with the pillow as she screamed at him.

“I’m really starting to hate men. I had the worst father, whose idea of affection was to use a spatula when I did something he didn’t like. If he wasn’t enough of a prime example of mankind, I met Kirk, who acted like he really cared for me until we went out on a third date and he ditched me at a steakhouse, leaving me to pay for an expensive meal. If that wasn’t enough, I met Jorge. He was a real winner …”

Jody guessed he wasn’t from the scorn-filled voice that was shouting at him.

“He stole my car on our first date. Mark was almost as bad. When I didn’t have sex with him on our first date, he sent me a text saying I was too ugly to fuck, anyway.”

She bopped him on his shoulder when she walked around him. “I’m not a fool! You were flirting with Chasity! I have glasses. She practically stripped to show you her tits!”

“I was not flirting with her,” he said hoarsely.

That earned him another bop.

“Don’t lie!” she screeched louder at him.

She went to the door and slid on her flip flops before coming back to him to whack him with the pillow. “I’m going for a walk, and when I get back, you better be gone!”

Jody had had enough. Before she could draw back, he grabbed her by the wrist to pull her down onto the floor.

Pure hell broke loose.

Sophie leaned forward and bit him on the shoulder.

“That hurt, Sophie!”

“Good! I was trying to!”

“I like it.”

Pressing his mouth to hers, he swept his tongue inside, giving her a passionate kiss. Expecting her to bite his tongue off, he groaned when she responded just as heatedly.

His hands went underneath her shirt, needing to feel her skin. He pulled his mouth back as he glided his hands upward to cup her bare breasts. “You belong to me.”

“Shut up.”

He stared at her with grim intensity, tightening his hands on her breasts. Hearing her gasp, he lowered his mouth to hers again as he circled her nipples with his thumbs. He used his shoulders to push her to the floor. Biting down on her bottom lip, he notched his cock against her groin, then slid his hands out from under her top and pulled it over her breasts. He could still see his handprints on her creamy flesh. Jody removed his teeth from her lip, enjoying seeing the slight contour.

“You make me as hard as a rock.”

Sophie gave a shuddering whimper, which had him rising off her to jerk her pants off.

“Jody …”

His hand went to her pussy, finding her damp. “Your little clit is begging to come out and play.”

Twirling his finger over her clit, he moved back between her thighs to suck it into his mouth. Sophie nearly jumped off the floor. Able to hold her in place with his hands on her hips, he used his tongue to play with her, tasting her as she became wetter.

He groaned in satisfaction when her thighs clenched around his head as her hips twisted beneath his mouth.

“That’s it, baby. You’re going to come for me, aren’t you?”

Gliding his tongue down, he slid it inside of her, exploring, before pulling back to return to her clit. He bit down gently and felt her give a little shudder as she orgasmed under his mouth.

Jody didn’t give her time to recover before he raised himself over her to kiss her until she was gasping for air.

Reaching for the pillow she had been hitting him with, he raised her up enough to slide it under her ass. “Are you comfortable?”

Sophie lifted glazed eyes to his. “Huh?”

His mouth went to her neck. “I asked if you were comfortable.”

“Yes …”

Jody smiled into her neck when she trembled as he sucked.

“You’re a very passionate woman, Sophie. Be very grateful you saved yourself for me.”

She stiffened under him. He could tell she was about to take umbrage against him for her being a virgin.

“You hit me again, I will pay you back.”

His hands went to her ass, lifting her slightly as he sucked harder on the flesh in his mouth. While thrusting his cock inside of her in small increments, he gradually sucked on her harder. Jody could feel her pussy grow wetter. Her moans had him wanting to pound his dick into her, but he held his own desire back as he inched his cock forward.

Her wiggling hips nearly dislodged him.

Going to his knees, he used his hands on her hips to pull her upward at the same time he sat down, pulling her onto his lap. His cock pierced through her hymen in one swift movement.

Jody clamped his mouth over hers at her scream.

“Give it a minute, baby. I’m going to make it feel good for you.” He used his hands on her hips to set her down on his cock. “Lift your tit to my mouth.”

At her pained expression, he lowered one hand from her hip to play with her clit. “That better, baby?”

She gave a hesitant nod.

“You can wiggle on me all you want in this position,” he urged her.

“I don’t want to.”

“You’ll get used to having me inside of you.”

He wanted to laugh at her expression. Sophie was good at hiding her passionate nature. Jody blamed Marty for that habit. She had been trained to be docile and behave to keep her from getting a babysitter. The son of bitch was lucky he was dead.

“I want that tit.”

Removing a hand from her hip, he smacked her on the ass.

Startled, her eyes met his.

He watched for her reaction and gave her a stern frown when he saw only arousal in hers.

“Arch your back.”

She arched her back.

Taking a rosy nub between his teeth, he tugged on it while his hand went back to her hip to move her over his cock. Her pussy gradually accommodated his cock, and she could move over him easily.

Grinding her against him, he released her nipple to roll the thick nub over the roof of his mouth.

Jody heard her give another scream as she orgasmed again.

Laying her back on the floor, he released his pent-up passion and pounded inside of her as he spread her legs wider, determined to reach as deep as he could inside of her.

The way she looked touched him. She seemed so vulnerable.

“Am I hurting you?”

“No, it feels good.”

He could barely hear her soft reply.

“Do you want more, or do you want me to stop?”

“There’s more…?”

Jody had to grit his teeth at her innocent reply.

“Before the night is over, I’m going to know your body better than you do, and when I do … you can get started on mine.”