Chapter 6

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Every single thing occurred so swiftly. One moment Sophia and I are in the cab on our way to the hotel and the next we are checked-in in a five star hotel. Honestly, I hesitated to go along with Sophia because it felt like it was not the right thing yet it was.

As soon as the door shut close, I immediately spin Sophia to face me. The alcohol she had consumed is far from the amount I had. She wasn't too tipsy when we were in the pub or at least on our way to the hotel, but the alcohol hadn't probably hit her yet, just now. My grasp is not enough to hurt or even leave a mark on her skin, but it's enough for her to face me.

She moves quicker than I do. Her lips are on mines in second, kissing me. Without breaking the heated kiss, we exert ourself to find the bed. Sophia struggles to shadow my movement that it is why I collide her with the wall. Sophia jumps up on my waist, wrapping her legs around me as I fiddle with her tongue. She bites her lips before I attaches my mouth into her neck, lightly biting the area. She moans just as I move my hand to undo her zipper on the back of her dress.

Everything right now is blocked. I don't want to think about the plan for tomorrow morning because I barely have time for myself to enjoy now. This is what I need... A distraction from all the stress that is consuming me.

Her breathing is uncontrolled as she fumbles with the button on my plaid. A sigh escapes my lips as I recognize that I didn't wear my black leather jacket to cover the plaid. If I did, it would cause trouble from father, especially from the investigator. Not that he knows because Paul cut off every camera. However, I am just being cautious.

Just as I position her to the soft bed, her hands move swift as she unbutton my jeans. The sudden ascendancy seems to attract me even more. I groan as she places pecks on my thighs. It feels like the eagerness is out of the query for us because in no time everything that was once covered our skin is now detached.

She moans again as I suck onto her collarbone, marking her, but not enough to make it stay longer.

"Li..." Her hands began to push me back as my own tug her waist closer to me.

"If you are waiting for my permission, then waste no time and stop teasing" Her tone is coming off as demand. I am honestly amuse at how she wants me so bad, but it is almost I want her to beg for me to please her.

"My pleasure" I smirk.

A sly whimper escapes my lips as her nails dig into my shoulder. Her eyes are clench tightly together, frightened of the impact she is about to feel. I want a distraction, and Sophia is the only one who I think wants the same. She said her father is making her do his work, which is an advantage for me. Tomorrow, after we both get what we want, I will grab the opportunity to get as much information on the subject of her cruel father.

Frankly, I am not gentle as I thought I would with Sophia. The way she screams my name tells me that she feels the pain... But the satisfaction is still visible in her shaky breaths. Sophia briefly opens her eyes, but immediately closes it. The moment I undress her was the same exact moment I became aware that I am not her first sex. Her lips came up to me and gave me a sloppy kiss before she allowed me to thrust harder.

After we reach our climax, I roll to my side of the bed and watch her resteady her breaths. She locks her gaze on me as I cover her with the white sheet.

"Why did you do it?" She asks, gathering the sheets to her hand before bringing it to her neck.

"What?" I inquire, bewilder.

Her body turns to face me. "You and Andie pretty much have a thing going on. Why did you still have sex with me?"

"There isn't anything going on between Andie and I, " I respond, bitterly. "Besides, you wanted this as well"

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