Chapter 2: Breakfast in Bed
1100 Words
The morning sun shining across the penthouse bedroom, warming the tangle silk sheets where Sophia still lay half-asleep.
Her body ached in the most delicious way thighs sore, lips swollen, skin marked with faint love bites that served as Damian’s silent claim.
She stretch languidly, a soft smile curving her lips as memories of last night flooded back. The way he had taken her again and again,kept her smiling and blushing.
A rich aroma of fresh coffee and buttered toast drifted in from the kitchen.
Damian appeared in the doorway carrying a breakfast tray like a man who had all the time in the world.
“Look at you,” he said, voice low and appreciative. His eyes rake over her exposed shoulders with undisguised hunger. “Still glowing from last night.
“I feel like cancelling every meeting and spend the day buried again inside of you” Damian said.
Sophia laughed, as she accepted the tray. “You spoil me too much, Mr. Cross. Breakfast in bed again?”
“Only for my wife.” He leaned down, capturing her lips in a deep, lingering kiss that tasted of mint and possession.
When he pulled back, his thumb brushed her lower lip. “Eat because you’re going to need your strength tonight”. I have plans that involve you, me, and zero sleep.
Sophia bit into a strawberry, savoring the sweetness while Damian sat on the edge of the bed, already dress in a tailored charcoal suit that made him look every inch the powerful CEO.
He watched her eat with that intense gaze that always made her feel like the only woman in his universe.
After breakfast, he pulled her into his lap for one more heated kiss, hands roaming under the sheet until she was breathless and laughing.
“Damian, you’ll be late,” she protested weakly, even as her body arched toward him.
He finally released her with a reluctant groan. “I’ll call you later. Be ready for me when I get home.” Damian said.
The private elevator doors closed behind him, and Sophia let out a contented sigh.
Her life was filled with luxury, passion, and a husband who made her feel like she on top of the world.
She spent the morning pampering herself with a long bubble bath, a new designer dress delivered straight to the door, and a quick call to her favorite salon for a touch-up on her nails.
By afternoon, she was meeting Mia at their favorite rooftop restaurant again.
The city skyline stretch endlessly below, a glittering reminder of how far Sophia had gone since she was married into the Cross empire.
Mia was already seated, looking hot in a tailored white blouse and pencil skirt. Her blonde hair caught the light as she waved Sophia over with a bright smile.
“There she is! The woman who’s living every girl’s fantasy,” Mia teased, standing to pull her into a tight hug. “You look radiant. Another night of marathon s*x with Damian?” Mia said.
Sophia seated and leaned in, voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. “You have no idea.
He brought me breakfast in bed this morning and promised more tonight.I love him so much,he's so perfect in bed. The way he does it always makes me feel crazy. “What else could I ask for”.She smiled.
The man literally can’t keep his hands off me and I love him that way.
“Sometimes I wonder how I survive it, but God, Mia… I love every second.”
Mia’s laugh was light and infectious smile as she sip her sparkling water, thinking on how to have such a man as her own.
“Lucky b***h” she said. Most men get bored after a few months. Yours is still treating you like you’re his personal addiction.
Sophia laughed, sharing just a little to make Mia happy but refuse to tell her about the pregnancy.
Mia said, to her with a soft, understanding smile, “I’m really happy for you, Soph. You deserve the best.
Sophia reached across the table, squeezing her best friend’s hand. “Thank you”. I don’t know what I will do without you.
Damian is so perfect in bed, but sometimes his appetite is… a lot. Last night he went for hours again. I’m sore in places,I didn’t know it could be sore.” but it was sweet.
Mia’s eyes sparkled with something warm and supportive. “That’s what best friends are for. Tell me everything. Every dirty little detail. I live for these stories.”
The lunch stretched pleasantly, filled with laughter and girl talk. When they finally hugged goodbye beside the elevator, Mia held her a second longer than usual.
“Call me anytime, okay?
Sophia chuckled. “I will. Love you.”
“Love you more.”
Back at the penthouse, Sophia spent the evening preparing for Damian’s return.
She wore the new emerald-green lingerie he loved, lit scent candles, and had his favorite whiskey ready. When the elevator dinged, she greeted him at the door with a warm smile.
Damian’s eyes darken the moment he saw her.He dropped his briefcase, hands already reaching for her waist as he kick the door shut behind him.
“f**k, you look incredible,” he growled, lifting her effortlessly and carrying her toward the bedroom. “I’ve been thinking about this all day.”
Their clothes came off in a frenzy. Damian was insatiable as always, pinning her to the mattress and taking her with deep, powerful strokes that had her crying out his name within minutes.
He didn’t stop for hours, switching positions, drawing out his pleasure until she was shaking and begging, only to start again when she thought she couldn’t take anymore.
When they finally collapsed, their bodies slick with sweat, Sophia curled against his chest, a soft, satisfied smile on her lips.
“I love you,” she whispered.
Damian’s arm tightened around her.
You’re perfect,” he murmured, pressing a kiss to her forehead. “Don’t ever change.”
Sophia smiled sleepily, her hand covering his.
As sleep pulled her under, Sophia felt completely secure in her perfect world.
Somewhere across the city, Mia lay in her own bed, filled with jealousy.“ Let see how she will satisfy her husband when she finally get pregnant ” Mia Said.
She had no idea that her innocent lunch conversation with Mia, the casual sharing of Damian’s marathon sessions with her had just given her best friend the key to everything.
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