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I nod, tangling my fingers in his hair. When he thrusts into me, it takes all my willpower not to scream.
The feeling of him inside me is overwhelming, and I can’t help the noises leaving my mouth. His thumb rubs against my clit, shooting lightning bolts of pleasure through my body.
“Fuck.” Alexander’s voice is rough. He tightens the hand tangled in my hair.
His thrusts quicken, and it shoves me over the edge. I cry out as I grip his shoulders. Alexander comes a few seconds later, slowing until he comes to a stop.
“You’re fucking amazing,” he says with a shudder, his lips crashing against mine.
My heart is beating wildly. The breaths I do manage to take are hard and short. “Xander,” I whisper, my arms wrapping around his neck.
“Yes?” He rests his head in the crook of my neck, and I feel his wet hair against my cheek.
“I don’t want this morning to ever end.” I let my eyes slide closed again as he pulls out of me.
“Neither do I.” He collapses onto the bed, pulling me close. My body meets his, my soft curves molding into his hard muscle. Tightening his arms around me, he drops a kiss on the top of my head.
I lay there as my heartbeat calms and my body comes down from the high of Alexander. Soon, I can’t keep my eyes closed. All I know is the softness of the sheets and the strength of Alexander’s arms.
At some point, his deep, soft voice drifts through my sleepy mind.
“I love you, Sophia Aswall. And I always will.”
CHAPTER SEVEN
SOPHIA
“HE TOLD me he loves me.”
Lissa stares at me, a half-finished iced latte in her hands. “He did what?”
“I don’t think I was supposed to hear. I was falling asleep. He said he loves me, Lissa. And that he always will.”
Yesterday had been blissful. We’d stayed home, swimming, soaking in his hot tub, and rolling around in bed like teenagers who couldn’t get enough of each other.
When he dropped me off at home last night, I almost asked him to spend the night with me. But thankfully, I found my sense before that. Victoria and Rachel would never let me hear the end of it.
“Sophia, that’s... that’s a lot. You guys haven’t even become an official thing yet.”
Sighing, I say, “I know.”
I’ve refrained from telling Lissa about Tristan and the lecture Dominic gave Xander about messing around with my life. I wasn’t sure what it all meant, and I certainly don’t want to worry Lissa.
But I need a second opinion. My heart is all over the place, desperately wanting to tell Xander that I love him, too. But panic alarms are sounding in my head, screaming that this is all too fast, too movie-like.
“It’s weird, right? We broke up five years ago. And it’s not like we’ve been friends.”
Lissa shakes her head, finishing the iced latte and handing it to a waiting customer. “Look, he seems great for the most part. And I don’t really know him. But there are parts of his personality that are just—” She pauses, scrunching up her face.
“Dark?”
“I didn’t want to say it.”
Sighing, I lean against the edge of the counter. The shop has been slow today, and I’m grateful for it. “I just don’t know what to do. I want to give him a second chance, but I’m scared.”
“I know, babe.” She grabs a cloth from a sanitizer bucket and starts wiping down the sticky counters. “You want my opinion? Don’t give up on him yet. But proceed with caution, okay? I don’t want to see you get hurt.”
“I’m trying. He just—he puts a spell on me whenever he’s around.”
