He sat back with an arm slung over the back of the soft leather chaise lounge and pulled her legs up so that her knees were bent up and she was open to him. But he made no move to touch her any further, simply raked her body with his eyes, parting her legs so she was on display before him. She watched his eyes glaze over with passion. She bit on the inside of the side of her mouth and shifted uncomfortably when he kept staring. Why is he staring at me like that? Suddenly self-conscious, she dropped her hands down to cover herself but his eyes snapped to hers and he shook his head in a silent command. She let her hands drop to her sides on the chaise, squeezing leather between her fingers What is he waiting for? She thought with mild frustration. She started to voice her thoughts when he lifted her left leg and hooked it over the high side of the backrest of the chaise while the other he brought to rest across his lap. Hands running from her knees to her ankles he held her gaze as h

The faint sound of drizzling rain caused Matt to wake up. He opened his eyes and saw the curtains swish lightly as the wind blew in through the open windows. The room was dimly lit with the glow from the fireplace. He started to get up when Sophia’s soft body pressed up against his. His cock reacted instantly but when he looked down he realized she was asleep. Her hair was getting frizzy, shrinking back to its natural texture. He reached down and pulled a lock of it from her face. She made a sleepy sound and turned over to curl into a fetal position. He let his eyes drift over her. She was beautiful and perfect. When he first saw her at Ricky’s club, a quick tumble was what he had in mind but last night left him hungry for more. It was a miracle he wasn’t waking her up with his dick inside her.A cold wind blew into the room despite the heat radiating from the fireplace. Fighting off a shiver he swung his legs around and got up from the bed to close the windows and pull the curtains c

Sophia slumped in her seat cradling her head in her hands. “I’m not catching feelings I swear…I just… do you know I left his house by 3 this morning, even before he woke up?” Rosa eyed her curiously. “Sounds like you are scared. Are you scared of him or yourself?” “Both?” she responded. “Actually yesterday was…intense,” she laughed. Rosa was suppressing a smile. When Sophia caught the look on her face she pursed her lips together to keep from laughing out loud. Sophia gave her a droll look. “What’s that look on your face?” she demanded. Rosa raised her hands in defeat. “It sounds like he fucked you so good your brain is having trouble functioning,” she laughed. “Nothing has to be complicated you know. You both are adults and you should have a talk and know where this leads.” “But…” “Nah uh, Sophia, any buts you come up with right now are just your fears. I think you should just breathe and wait to see what happens. Matt is a guy that goes after what he wants and you know that.”

She smiled as the realization of her power over him settled. She could hear his heart thumping strong against the fabric of his shirt It had taken him much effort to remember what he had asked her. Her first reaction was to try to avoid answering but there was no use now. She wanted him, he wanted her but first, they needed rules. She needed some assurance that she wouldn’t lose herself in this dangerous game she was about to play. So leaning back to look at him she bit the corner of her lip. “I want you,” she said firmly. “But…” Matt groaned in his throat. It was difficult enough for him to hear her say those words and not rip her clothes off like a savage, what else did she have to say? Sophia pushed away from him and crossed her arms as she leaned back against the closed fridge. “I have just one rule. No strings attached. No feelings involved.” He would have laughed if she didn’t have that serious look on her face. “There is nothing to be worried about in that department,” he s

“Try to relax,” Stella yelled above the din in the rowdy club. There was alcohol on her breath and her eyes were already glazed over. She was clutching Sophia’s shoulder for support. “You are not the only one Tager hates you know?” she laughed and staggered slightly.She was trying to relax. It would be easier if she had other income sources. She could ask her sister but she had barely spoken to Abigail in years and she was still avoiding her calls. The crowd in the club wasn’t as much as it would be during weekends but it was packed despite the rain falling outside and could barely see her own feet. The lights were dimmed to create an intimate atmosphere. Nate, Mike and Rosa were talking and laughing about something. Mike and Stella weren’t as downtrodden as she was, somehow that made her feel like an asshole. They too were served the email still they were trying to have fun. She didn’t want to seem selfish but it was hard not to when her whole world was coming apart before her eyes.