Chapter 156 - After Valentine's (3)

Sophia was relaxed, enjoying Felix's head massage with her eyes closed. She took a deep breath and could not stop smiling.

"Better?", she heard his deep voice.

"Yes", Sophia slowly opened her eyes, and looked at him. Her eyes landed on his lips. She remembered last night and how good his lips felt on hers. Sophia was never kissed like that before. He was soft and firm, gentle and wild at the same time. His kisses alone made her head spin. The heat of his touch went through her skin and reached deep into her soul. She couldn't imagine how good it would feel if last night they went beyond kisses if he touched her a bit more… deeper. Her cheeks flushed slightly, and subconsciously she licked her lips.

Felix tilted his head while observing her, and his lips stretched into a smile. He can see that she is thinking about him, thinking about the possibilities, what might happen. He can see that she is ready for him, ready to accept him. But he is not sure if she is all the way there, ready to lose herself for him, with him. It seems that she still has some rationality left. Sophia is still resisting to let go of control and allow her emotions to take over.

Sophia raised her gaze and looked Felix in the eyes. She swallowed hard and spoke with a whisper, "Do I need to ask...?"

His smile widened. "You just did..." He lowered his head and their lips touched. He kissed her lower lip, and gently sucked on it for a second before kissing her again. Next kiss ended with him brushing his teeth against her lower lip. And then his tongue found its way inside her mouth and she lost any capability to resist. The whole room was spinning. In less than a minute, with his lips alone he ignited a fire she never knew could exist within her. And she was ready to willingly let herself be consumed by those flames, together with him. All her thoughts were focused on Felix. How he needs to get closer, so that she can feel him more.

Next thing she knows he stopped kissing her and his index finger was on her lips. He inched his head away and his finger traced her lips, which are now red and slightly swollen.

Felix had a satisfied grin on his face. He licked his lips, and she heard him say, "I'm going to make you breakfast now. It will not take long."

Sophia looked at him in disbelief. Is he leaving her like this, again? She watched him stand up and walk toward the kitchen. She propped herself up with her hands, into a half sitting position. "Do I need to ask for it...?", her voice almost pleaded him to come back and take her.

He stopped moving. "Of course, not... You can always come and get what you want." He threw a glance at her, flashing a charming smile before continuing towards the kitchen.

Sophia helplessly plopped back on the sofa, taking few deep breaths to calm herself. She was aroused because of intense kissing which she felt just a minute ago and upset because of his smug behavior. How outrageous can he be? So far, she never needed to work to get a man to do anything... so many of them were throwing themselves at her, waiting for her nod of approval before they even dare to speak. And Felix just leaves her hanging? Does he know how much internal struggle she goes through for this? 'He wants me to ask for it? Even worse... He wants me to go and get what I want? I never made a first move... how can I go and initiate intimacy with him???' Sophia inhaled sharply when she realized her thoughts. 'Since when am I so desperate for intimacy with him?... Ahhh! This is so frustrating!' At the same time, she can't stop thinking about him. Those kisses alone seem to be worth of crushing few principles. If his kisses alone could make her mind spin like that... Sophia remembered sight of Felix's wide back in his office when he was scalded with coffee, and unbelievable muscles of his front. She was burning from desire to find out what else he can do with that hard and muscular body of his… How good would it feel to have those toned chest muscles press against her… How his touch would burn if he holds her hips firmly in place and… 'Ahhh!', she screamed internally. 'This is so frustrating! What is wrong with me?!'

Her thoughts got interrupted with aroma coming from the kitchen. Something smelled good... she stood up, adjusted her dress and went to the kitchen. Felix just pulled out a tray with golden brown croissants from the oven. He arranged croissants on a plate and gestured toward the dining room. Table was set with fresh fruits, orange juice and coffee. Red carnations that he brought when he came in were in the vase on the table.

"This looks good", Sophia looked at the croissants.

"Tastes even better", he confidently smiled and showed her to take a seat.

When she took a bite out of a still hot croissant Sophia found that it was soft inside and flaky on the outside, just right. She nodded in approval. "Did you make these?"

"Yes", he confirmed.

Sophia was surprised. "You made them now?", she asked, thinking that he will say he bought them somewhere and just reheated.

He shook his head while putting grapes in her plate. "No, dough needs to sit overnight. I just baked them now."

Sophia vaguely remembered that he had some bag with him when he arrived that morning. She concluded that he probably got ingredients for the nasty hangover drink, and for breakfast. It made happy thinking that he planned all this for her.

He added two strawberries to her plate and looked at her. "Eat fruits also, they go good together." He took a grape and held it in front of her mouth for a second before placing it on her lips. Her lips reflexively parted and he pushed the grape in her mouth with his thumb. His thumb slowly circled her lips while she took a bite of the grape. Sweetness of the fruit exploded in her mouth and she closed her eyes savoring the flavor and the touch of his finger on her lips. That was the sweetest grape she ever tasted.