Sophia’s POV
A hotness stirs in my chest, causing me to move against him.
When his hands start to slide lower, I know it’s time to say yes to anything he wants. Whatever it is, I’ll give him to show how grateful I am for this happiness and warmth he makes me feel.
He withdraws his right hand from my back and cups my left boob with a gentle squeeze.
With a sigh, I drop my head, my eyes fluttering as my nails press into his clothes.
The big button of my coat comes undone slowly.
He steps away from me, and my hands fall to my sides, fingers fisting around the coat’s hem.
My heart is racing beyond anything as he’s about to see it—see what I wore because of him.
“Are you cold?” His eyes drop, his hands moving to my coat.
He pulls it apart and stops, eyes fixed on my chest. His left
