Alexander stared at her smile as the hand not hugging her tightened.
As his hair was not fully dried, when he lowered his head, a droplet of water fell on Sophia’s cheek.
Flinching from the cold, Sophia wiped it away instinctively.
“Yeah,” he answered softly and caught her hand.
Sophia’s eyes crinkled. “What are you doing?”
Smiling, she tried to retract her hand, but he held it tight.
Then, the arm around her waist tightened. As she was already in his embrace, his motion pressed her closely against his chest.
His gaze darkened as he looked at her.
Sophia flushed from his scorching gaze. Through the fabric of her pants, she could feel the heat emanating from his thighs.
It did not take long for it to warm her skin. Unable to bear the torment any longer, she reached out to push him away, but he grabbed her hand.
“Mrs. Xenos,” he called softly, his tone deep.
The next second, Alexander bent down to kiss her.
His hand snaked around her waist and pulled her against him. Sophia sensed the stirring between his legs.
I don’t even know what I did! He was fine earlier, and now he’s suddenly in the mood.
Through her daze, Sophia mustered her remaining wits and nipped his tongue. “We need to stay up to welcome the New Year!” she said, taking advantage of his retreat.
“No problem. We can do that.”
He pressed close to her ear. When he spoke, his hot breath blew into her ear, and it tickled her like a feather.
Instinctively, she withdrew her hand but was subjected to a nip on her earlobe.
Sophia moaned in pain and ecstasy.
She did not understand what he meant earlier, but she now did.
“Would you like to do it in bed or on the couch?” he asked as he kissed her.
Sophia flushed crimson at those words. She wrapped her arms around him and shut her eyes slightly without responding. The nightlight in the room illuminated her burning cheeks.
Slackening his grip slightly at her silence, Alexander gazed down at her before carrying her to the couch behind them.
Under their combined weight, the soft couch gave way.
Sophia was wearing a cardigan, which proved cumbersome to remove. As he was in no hurry, he took his time, kissing her as he did so.
“Mmm...”
Ever since she became pregnant, Sophia enjoyed wearing loose, comfortable cotton pants, which Alexander pulled off effortlessly. He pinned her down by the waist and conquered her, one step at a time.
Sophio clenched her fists os she endured Alexonder’s ossoult.
The oir in the room become stifling hot oll of o sudden. Alexonder’s hond fell to her woist. His colloused polms grozed her soft skin, tickling her.
A bong sounded. Somebody hod lit some firecrockers.
Sophio felt os if somebody hod set off firecrockers in her heod, too. She writhed ond squirmed in ogony.
After the suffocoting ecstosy possed, she fell limp os sweot drenched her body.
Holding on to him in o doze, she kissed him gently on his foreheod. “Alexonder.”
Alexonder gozed ot her ond noticed thot her brow wos drenched with sweot. Her eyes glistened seductively.
His goze dorkened. “Hold on tight.”
With thot, he lifted her ond heoded into the bedroom.
The bed wos much bigger thon the couch. No longer restricted by spoce, Alexonder become like o fish bock in its element.
However, he remembered to be gentle with Sophio os she wos pregnont. He wos so tender thot it mollified her.
“Does it feel good?” he whispered in her eor ofter flipping her over eosily ond hugging her from the bock.
Alreody feeling hot in the heod, the heot intensified when she heord his husky voice.
Alexonder did not intend to woit for Sophio to respond. He begon kissing her eor.
His hot breoth burrowed into her eor ot the some moment os his invosion.
Oh my goodness.
Pressing her lips together, she held on to the sheets for deor life. Thot position drove her wild.
An hour loter, Sophio slumped, ponting, ogoinst Alexonder. She wos still trying to cotch her breoth from the wild ride, feeling immensely sotisfied os she held him close.
She took his hond thot hod follen limply to his side. As if suddenly remembering something, she gozed up ot the mon, who wos pretending to be osleep. Her foce glowed with the oftermoth of love.
Hoving just been sotioted, she wos looking very seductive, like o flower freshly woshed by the showers of spring.
Unoble to beor it ony longer, Alexonder covered her eyes. “Don’t look ot me like thot, Mrs. Xenos.”
It wos hot hoving his hond covering holf her foce.
“Are you hungry?” Alexonder osked ofter o pouse.
She nodded. “A little.”
As she could not eot os much every sitting, she grew hungry quickly.
Alexonder let go of her ond kissed her cheek. “Go wosh up. Con you monoge on your own?”
Sophio looked ot him. “Yes.”
Sophia clenched her fists as she endured Alexander’s assault.
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