Sophia taunted, and the reaction measured up exactly to what she hoped for. Incidentally, it also taught her what she might try in the future to shut him up effectively (a momentary lapse in judgement ignoring the fact that she already considered they may have future visits). At any rate, this new pace matched the flavor of their passion. There was nothing soft or vanilla about their affair, and no fun in pretending otherwise. A cunning grin pressed up against his mouth and didn’t fade even as he found a path down her neck or tugged her chemise aggressively enough to rip its delicate lace, the sound of it tearing muffled against the noises they made against each other.

Her head went back as his mouth found her breast, the pleasurable shock of it causing her nails to dig into his biceps. Remembering quite literally the only rule, she released as quickly as she’d grabbed on, and muted her groan with a fierce bite down on her tongue. Now that she’s challenged him, she had no intention to let him win so easily. Although, she may have her work cut out for her. The way her body writhed against his made it clear the impact he was capable of having.

Oh no, and now he leveled her a wicked look. One she matched with her front teeth worrying her lower lip, Sophia took exactly one second to consider his question. She rest her arms on his shoulders, joining her hands behind his neck.

“Well yes. Clearly we should.” Her voice sounded low, thick with lust. It would be fun to shove all that obnoxious paperwork on the floor.

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