Sophia's POV.
The question caught me off guard and it kind of warmed my heart because he decided to ask this time.
This is what I call character development!
Before I could think better of it, I nodded and he kissed me with such intensity like never before, our tongues swirling together.
I need him close to me now.
I needed something to help me forget about what I had passed through.
“Sit on the couch.” He suddenly demanded, breaking the kiss and for some reason, I did as he said.
He walks up in front of me and then lowers himself to his knees.
My eyes widened when he started placing soft kisses on my leg.
Just when I thought he was about to stand, he kissed my leg again, this time, higher up. He keeps placing kisses higher and higher until he reaches my inner thigh and I gasp.
He looked up at me waiting for any kind of protest from me but I didn't protest.
I nod slowly and before I have time to think, he grabs onto my panties and rips them from my body. I gasp as the sudden cold breeze reaches me.
“Fuck,” he mutters under his breath. He hikes up both my legs on his shoulder and attacks my clit with his mouth.
“Shit!” I choke out a moan, grabbing onto his hair harshly for support as the pleasure consumed me.
He flicks his tongue on my clit and I cry out when he slightly bites down.
Eventually, he lowers his tongue to my entrance, not once breaking eye contact as he eases it inside.
My legs started to shake wanting to close but his strong hands kept them open with ease.
“You taste so fucking good. I could eat you for days.” His voice is deep and the sound echoes through my entire body with a shudder.
He keeps alternating between flicking on my clit and thrusting his tongue inside me, I didn't see when he raised his hand pushing two fingers inside me.
“Oh my god!” I screamed, feeling myself stretch out for him. It doesn't take long before I start clenching around his fingers, whimpering when he speeds up to make my release even more powerful.
“Come for me, Sophia, give it to me.” My body obeys him like a pet, my hands gripping his hair as I spill into his mouth with more force than I have ever felt before.
I exhale deeply, sinking into the couch. But he doesn't stop.
“Fuck!” I choked out in overstimulation, when my hips bucked, trying to escape from him but he lifted his other hand, pinning me down.
“I know, baby.” He enters his fingers back inside me and my mother opens as my entire body shakes, collapsing into the pillow behind me.
He devoured me like a starved man until I felt my legs shake and the familiar feeling build up in my stomach.
I whimpered when his mouth pulled away from me, making the feeling of his fingers inside me even bigger.
“Come for me, baby. Good girl, you did such a good job.” He told me then attacked my mouth with his. His skilled mouth swallowed my intense moans as I once again spilled over his fingers.
Breathless, I try to catch my breath when he pulls away, closing my eyes out of tiredness to try and relax.
He scoops me into the comfort of his arms and carries me to the bed.
He laid me down on the bed, gently pulling off the dress I still had on. He changes me into his shirt, leaving my legs bare, then changing into a pair of sweats himself.
He walked into the bathroom, got a towel, wet it, and started cleaning my inner thighs. When he was finished, he lay beside me on the bed, holding me tight and I rested my head on his chest.
“I'm sorry for all the times I've been rude to you. Please forgive me” he muttered.
Wow, what has the world turned to? I thought for a split second.
A huge smile broke out on my face and I gave him a tight hug before I could stop myself.
His hands pulled me closer, snuggling his nose in the crook of my neck, making my heart swell.
“Thank you for what you did for me back there, Mr Hayes. You did all of that, knowing that it could get you into some serious trouble.” I smiled with gratitude.
“I would do it a million times again if I had to. I shouldn't have sent you there in the first place. I had a feeling of what kind of a sick bastard he was, but still, I sent you there for the sake of a fucking deal. I am sorry.
And please, call me Alex.” He replied shortly after and I looked at him in admiration.
Aah! My heart!
“Please don't be sorry, I'm the one who should be apologizing to you for not making it known that Michael did what he did out of some sick revenge plan just because I broke up with him a few years back after I found out he cheated. Ple—”
He cut me off by putting his index finger against mine, the slight brush of his finger instantly brought back the butterflies in my stomach.
“I don't care about any of that.” He said and I smiled, drifting off to sleep.
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Alex's POV.
I gave in to the anger yesterday. I knew that getting involved in such a scandal was a huge risk for me and my company, but it was a risk that was worth it.
She's lying in my bed, her head on my chest and her leg thrown over mine. I wake up at six every morning, yet it's 9:23 and I haven't moved an inch, nor am I planning to until she wakes up.
After a few minutes, her head shifts and she groans softly.
I watch her check her surroundings then let out a small gasp when she realizes she's on top of me. She looks up, straight into my eyes, and stills like she doesn't know what to do.
It took every restraint in my body to not kiss her right now. I want to, so bad, and the way her soft doe eyes gaze into me with an expression carrying so much emotion, is not helping.
“Good morning baby, slept well?” I asked, kissing her forehead instead.
A blush formed on her cheeks and she looked away instantly. I noticed her eyes landing on the huge wall clock and the way her eyes widened in panic.
She frantically stood up and began gathering her things.
“Where do you think you're going?”