Anything For Her novel (Sophie and Tristan) novel Chapter 770

Chapter 770 Carried Away

Sophie had no objections to that. She nodded and allowed him to enter.

“Are you that thrilled?” He had been grinning from ear to ear ever since their return. Is he that easily satisfied? Why have I never realized that?

Tristan pulled her into his embrace and rested his chin on her head. Then, he grunted solemnly in response.

He was that enraptured and easily contented. Anything was worth it to him as long as he could stay by her side.

“I'm very happy too.”

Sophie unhesitatingly admitted her thoughts as well, expressing her heartfelt stance from when she knew he was going to propose to the magical moment when he did.

She was delighted with everything he did.

“Really?” He tightened his arms around her. What should I do? I feel like doing it with her right now instead of waiting any longer. This feeling is intensifying exponentially.

Sophie took the initiative this time and kissed his lips gently.

At that instant, she was no different from an alluring vixen—no one was able to resist her charm.

Unwittingly, their postures changed. She lay on the couch while he got on top of her.

The couch was cramped. She was pinned under him, and the two indulged themselves at the moment.

He kissed every inch of her body. So, this is what it feels like to be doted on by someone.

At that moment, Tristan was truly unwilling to hold back further, but he had been enduring the temptation for so long, so how could he give in now?

Sophie curved her lips into a playful smile at the sight of his demeanor.

“I love you, Tristan.”

In fact, she didn't mind. If he wanted, she was willing to let him take her.

He lowered his head and bit her shoulder. “You're such a vixen. I am so hopelessly addicted to you.” Still, we can't do this. All this sweet loving will have to wait until our wedding night.

“How about we move our wedding day forward? Let's not wait until next year. That's too long. I don't want to wait for another second longer.”

His body was becoming frighteningly hot.

Sophie was worried about him.

“Will you be fine like this?” Will he turn impotent if we do this a few more times? I don't think it's a good thing for him always to suppress his libido.

“I'm fine. Don't worry about me,” he uttered without a choice. He rolled over and lay on the couch, allowing her to lean against his chest, so he wouldn't be resting his weight on her in that posture.

Tristan prioritized Sophie at all times, fearing he might bring her the slightest discomfort.

Yearning to provide her with the best of everything had become a habit for him.

They chatted on the couch until Sophie got tired and dozed off while lying on his chest.

Only then did silence fill the air inside the room. Tristan felt exceptionally contented to see her sleeping soundly.

That was right. He yearned for that form of satisfaction. He liked and loved her and wanted to treasure all the wonderful things about her forever.

Tristan didn't attend Lombard Group's annual party. In the end, William took his place and participated in the event. The latter hadn't been to the company in a long time.