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"Very much so." I dragged my hand up her stomach and cupped her breast. Her head fell back with a moan. "However, I would prefer it off."
She kissed me, taking my bottom lip between hers and sucking down on it. Her fingers ghosted over the waistband of my pants. "Then take it off."
"We'll get to that." I dropped to my knees in front of her. I bit down on the sheer fabric of her panties and slowly pulled them down the length of her shapely legs. The smell of her arousal was intoxicating.
Sophia sat down on the bed, and I spread her legs. I moved between her legs and latched my mouth to her pretty pink flower. I circled my tongue around it as I slipped a finger into her, and she gasped in pleasure. She pushed herself further against my finger, grinding it deep inside her. Her breath came out in shallow pants as she moved against my hand. Slowly sliding in another finger and gently licking and sucking on her sweet juices as she exploded in my mouth.
"Alex," she groaned, burying her fingers into my hair and pulling on it. She pulled my head away from her and kissed me hard. "I want you inside of me."
My grin was sinful.
I made Sophia come undone multiple times. She was panting on the bed; as I slowly thrusted further and further inside her, we became one. A single being. Her fingers clawed at my back, and I moved over her with a passion I hadn't felt in a while. Her moans fueled my desire. We made love until we couldn't continue, until we could both do little more than breathe.
Later, when we lay in bed and she was wrapped in my arms sleeping peacefully, I understood what she meant. I'd never felt more complete either.
Chapter Eleven Sophia
The delicious aroma of hot coffee and toast woke me up. I propped my head up on my elbow and looked around me. For a moment, the smell of breakfast confused me; I lived alone. Then, all at once, it came rushing back to me.
Alexander and I had made love last night.
My face burned bright red. I sat up in bed in a rush. I drew the blankets to my chest and held them in place. Grabbing the pillow beside me, I pressed my face into the soft cotton. Sure enough, it smelled of Alexander's cologne.
I inhaled the scent deeply before letting out a quiet squeal. I couldn't believe it. I flopped back down onto my bed with a wide grin on my face.
Last night was magical. It was everything I ever imagined and more.
The memories of all the things we'd done flooded back into my mind. His hands on every inch of my body, his lips on every corner of my skin. The feeling of him on top of me, inside of me...
My face heated up even more. So much more than I imagined.
I slid out of bed. The morning wind drafted through my open window. I ran my hands up and down my arms to ward off the cold. I made for my closet, but then stopped when I noticed Alexander's shirt on the floor.
My lips quirked up. That could work as well. I put it on and did up the buttons, except for a few at the top.
I went into my bathroom. There, I cleaned up my face, brushed my teeth, and then ran a comb through my brown locks.
I squinted at my neck. Tugging down the collar of the shirt, I noticed a long trail of hickeys. Deep red spots that were basically beacons on my pale skin.
My shoulders slumped as I sighed, though the grin on my face was still present. I'd just have to cover it up whenever I left the house. I could only imagine the look that would be on Izzy's face when she saw them.
Alexander was standing in my kitchen when I stepped out of my bedroom. He was by the stove, and he was in just his boxers that hung low on his slender hips.
Leaning against the doorframe, my eyes roved over his body in admiration. The hard lines of his back, his muscle-corded arms, and his dark hair that was, for once, messy.
His skin glowed infinitely more in the sun that leaked in from the little window in my apartment.
The bottles of alcohol were cleared out, I noticed as I walked to the kitchen. My apartment also looked cleaner.
I held onto the couch, still looking at Alexander. He hissed and stepped away from the stove. He turned down the heat and dabbed a napkin on his chest. A string of curse words poured from his lips.
I went to him, wrapped my hands around his waist, and pressed myself to his warmth. I felt his entire body shiver at my touch. Goosebumps lined his skin and I smiled. I loved the effect I had on him.
"Good morning. How was your night?"
I pressed my lips to his skin. His back was covered in faint scratch marks. I remembered all too well where they came from. I traced a thin mark with my lips. "You would know. You kept me up for half of it." A yawn escaped me. "Now I'm paying the price."
I could hear the smirk in his voice when he responded, "You didn't seem so upset last night."
