Her head buzzed, hazy with excitement. Her body felt like fluid under the command of his hands. Fingers stroking her skin, lips leaving a trail of fire as they moved from her lips to her chin, her shoulders, her breasts then her belly. She looked down at Matt who paused to stare at her through heavy-lidded eyes. His hands moved slowly from her ribs to her waist until they were gripping her thighs apart.She swallowed feeling vulnerable to be so exposed in front of him. For him, she displayed her most intimate treasure, never before had she been in this position with another man. Not even in her wildest days. The bright lights made his eyes gleam like twin polished sapphires and they darkened when he turned to press a kiss to the inside of her thigh. Holding her legs further apart he pushed them up until her knees were bent up. He shifted his body so that he could wrap his arms around the underside of her legs to hold her down then glanced at her.“Whatever happens, keeps your legs op
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
“Please, Miss. Blanc.”Sophia rubbed the goosebumps on her skin as she considered his offer. After a while she nodded, it was much better than walking home anyway. The man hurriedly moved to hold the door open for her.“Thank you,” she said with a smile, sliding in.Once he was behind the wheel again he gunned the engine and started toward her home. Sophia settled back against the seat grateful for the warmth. Her legs ached a bit from walking too fast on heels so she took the heels off and flexed her toes. When she opened her eyes she found curious looking at her in the rear view mirror, eyes that looked away quickly.“I never got your name,” she said to the driver as he focused on the road once more.“Alfie, ma’am.”“Thank you very much, Alfie. If you hadn’t come to my rescue I would be walking until the break of dawn.”“My pleasure, Miss Blanc.” There was an awkward silence as he drove, he kept glancing at her as though he had something he wanted to say. After a while, he glanced a
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 gripped the edge of the sink tightly until her knuckles paled. Then she took one breath, then another. Finally, she spoke.“What do you want from me Matt Wolffe?” she asked. “You wanted me, you’ve had me. What else do you want?”His voice was low and deep when he responded. “I want more.”She dared to look back. He was so tall and huge that his presence dwarfed her already small kitchen. The fast-falling night added that air of danger that could never escape him. If she wasn’t so nervous she would be creaming her panties right now for him. But she wanted to know. She wanted to know what he meant and what that meant for her. The chase, the art viewing was just a façade and they both knew it. Maybe that was why it scared her; the fact that chase or not she would have gone into his bed without a second thought. He wanted more, that should be enough for her but it wasn’t because she still was not sure about her own desires.“Don’t you want that too?” he asked.She started to say yes t
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
There was a strange gloom that fell like a heavy curtain over the hospital on Wednesday morning. As soon as Sophia walked in with another coworker she met halfway on her walk for her shift, she immediately noticed Stella and Rosa talking to the lady in the storage room. Stella was the one who caught sight of her first and she waved her over.“What is going on?” she asked as soon as she joined them.Other workers were talking in the main hall which was unusual because St. Peter’s workers barely had time to loiter and chat when they were so short-staffed.“I suppose you didn’t get the email then,” Rosa muttered.She frowned. “What email?”Stella shrugged. “Apparently, the board thinks we are overstaffed and are letting some workers go. They are sacking us…actually they let Rosa stay. Mike and I got emails so we are currently jobless.”“What about you Sophia?” Rosa asked with concern.She was too stunned by the news to speak. Her eyes darted across the hall at the crushed faces of doctor
“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.
Both women turned towards the voice, hearts pounding heavily in their chests. The muted sound of footsteps on the carpet drew closer until the figure in the shadows was standing in the circle of light coming from the slightly parted curtains. His wispy white hair was pulled into a sleek ponytail. His purple silk shirt was open at the neck to reveal parched red skin. He had a hand behind his back, his feet spread wide apart, the smile on his face friendly. Sophia tried to force herself to calm down. This was a friend, someone Matt knew. There was no reason to be scared of him…except that he wanted her dead. Matt’s mother took another step back, the terror on her face was apparent. “Simone. Pierce,” she breathed softly. Sophia stood where she was scrutinizing the man. The hand behind his back was slightly slumped at the shoulder which meant he was carrying something. A sudden chill ran through her as the shadow behind him showed exactly what he was carrying. A gun. She forced hers
Matt didn’t move when she came to stand in front of him. His shoulders sagged in defeat. This was a story he never heard before in all his life. He had sworn hatred for his mother not knowing her side of the story. And why shouldn’t he? All he knew was the side of a story his father fed him while he sent him off to business school. He knew he was an idiot to trust the scheming bastard but all he had was the words of a man desperate to see his son succeed him. If had gotten one call from his mother, just one to reassure him that everything he believed about her was not true…Unshed tears blurred his eyes and clogged his throat. His mother’s feather-light touch settled on his shoulder.“I am sorry, Matthew. I wish I had fought harder. I wish I had tried harder to save you. I wish I had sacrificed the last drop of my blood for you. I watched you grow from afar and feared you will turn into the very monster who tried to destroy us both and for a while, we were becoming like him, I’m just
Sophia sat dazed. She stared at the sheets but saw nothing, her mind raced with questions. Why was she targeted? Was Marie blackmailed to try to poison her? By who? Warm fingers came to rest beneath her chin. She looked up. Matt was bent close, the thin blanket the hospital supplied pooled on his waist. He looked into her eyes with clear blue eyes that had concern and love for her clear in them. “You are fine, that’s what matters,” he said reassuringly but his voice was hard as stone. “Why would Marie try to kill me?” she asked, her voice was low. “That’s what Will is going through find out.” He leaned closer. “I swear no one is going to hurt you as long as I am alive.” Her eyes shone with gratitude. She soon lowered her gaze again. “Who would do this?” He snorted. “I have many enemies, sweetie. In my line of work making rivals is inevitable. If I’m not looking over my shoulders constantly I would be dead.” “This is different. This feels so real…too close to home. Someone is out
Sophia sat beside Matt’s bed with her head bowed on the thin layers of sheets. The strong smell of disinfectant and antibiotics surrounded her. It was a smell she was used to after working in this hospital yet today she couldn’t endure the smell. It had nothing to do with the smell itself only the fact that she felt nauseous when the thought of Matt’s poisoning crossed her mind, which was often.She lifted her head to look at him for the thousandth time. His face was relaxed now, a healthy pallor had returned to his handsome face, yet his lips remained chapped and slightly discolored. However, his breathing was calmer now that the poison was purged out.Acetic acid.That was the poisonous trace found in the juice according to the lab reports.Praying in her heart that the doctors were right, that the poison hadn’t destroyed his organs, she touched his hand and held it in hers. Earlier, Lawrence had come to the hospital as soon as he heard the news. He waited and offered comfort while
Like the night before, Sophia and Matt spread out the available ingredients in the kitchen cabinets before deciding what to cook for me night. Matt put on some slow music. Between dancing in circles around each other, touching and feeling on each other, they finally got a meal prepared. They sat cross-legged in the living room with their plates and glasses of water.Sophia felt a warm glow in her chest as she watched Matt fork bites of food into his mouth. She could admit to herself that she had come a long way in terms of trusting and in just a short time too. She leaned her back against the sofa slowly twirling her fork in her hand. The music and Matt’s handsome face had her enchanted.“I love you.”Sophia paused. What?Matt stopped eating and looked up from his plate, his blue eyes were clear and honest. He was peering at her but with a new look in his eyes. There was honesty, then there was uncertainty.“I said I love you,” he repeated.Sophia’s mouth hung open as she watched Matt
“If you can have him over this morning that will be nice, thanks. Tell him it’s urgent.” Sophia sat on the couch munching on a plate of eggs and toast watching Matt talk into the phone. He was talking with Lawrence. She was finally able to get him to sleep an hour before Marie resumed her duties that morning. Now that he was awake and moving she knew he wouldn’t put off investigating his father’s death any longer. He paused for a while and frowned. Then he rolled his eyes skywards. “Yes, Lawrence it is I, Matt, speaking. What is wrong with you? Tell Will it’s urgent and if he can’t take the job find another private investigator please.” A second later he slid his phone into his pocket. “Can you believe Lawrence asked if it was really me talking on the phone?” he scoffed. “Probably because that’s the nicest you’ve ever spoken to him.” Marie came out of the kitchen with her eyes narrowed with suspicion. “What do you need a private investigator for?” she queried. “You are not in any s
Sophia woke up to a dark room, the remnants of a dream shrouded her in the darkness. It wasn’t the same kind of dream she feared every night. This time she was holding a degree in her hands and Abigail was yelling praises on one side, she could hear Matt whispering sweet and encouraging words, Stella was somewhere in the haze of her strange dream cheering her up. Was she the only student graduating?Suddenly someone grabbed her from behind and when she turned to look it was Matt but his eyes were wide and haunted. That was what had woken her up. Now that her senses were returning to her she realized that someone was indeed holding her arms tightly. Her heart began to pound. She was laying on her side so both of her hands were held in tight grips, shivers ran down her spine as a warm breath touched her skin. Suddenly the hold on her hands loosened.“Sophia?”Matt!Reaching over she quickly turned on the bedside lamp. When she turned around again Matt was sitting up in the bed staring a
Both sisters sat in the back of Matt’s car. It has taken some time and a long story cut short to fill Alfie in on the important details of why Sophia was now with a lookalike who was heavily pregnant and why she would be going with her to Matt’s condominium. Abigail had insisted that she “meets this Matt Wolffe who has stolen my baby sister away from me.”Too excited to say no Sophia had agreed. While both sisters hugged and cried Stella and Ms. Hart had walked in innocently holding each other. Sophia raised a brow at Stella and she shrugged innocently. When Stella put her arms around Sophia though a warm feeling enveloped her. Of all the members of the Copy Cats, Stella was the one she wasn’t closest with but these few months with her brought them closer and in Stella, she saw a friend she could trust.Abigail’s phone beeped. She retrieved it from her purse and peered at the screen. With a sound that was a cross between a groan and a chuckle, she put her phone away. “My husband is wo
By afternoon that day, Sophia got into the car with Alfie who for the first time was talkative to her. He talked about the traffic and Marie and everything else he could think about. After realizing she didn’t even have to make inputs in the conversation she sat back and let him talk to his heart’s content.A long drive later and they were standing in front of her apartment. She got out and made the stair trip to her part of the apartment. Ms. Hart’s door was closed and so was hers. But when she reached for her doorknob she was surprised to find it locked even after turning the key in the lock. Frowning she knocked. The sound of laughter rose inside and the sound of footsteps followed. The door was open and Stella was standing there with a wide smile on her face and tears streaming down her face. Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail and her nails were freshly painted.“Hey you, welcome back.”Relieved that it was just Stella Sophia stepped in. “I didn’t think you’ll come back afte