Contract Marriage: Mr. CEO, Please Love Me Tender

Love Bite

For some reason, seeing Arsenio's face above hers made Sofia's cheeks burn, her head quickly brought back many—"Wait a minute!" She needed time because her head tried to bring her to the past.

Arsenio stopped approaching as she wanted. Actually, he was just as nervous. It had been a long time since he had done it, with her too, "Can I continue?" He asked, impatient. Being in a position like this tested his patience, his inner desire.

Sofia glanced at him shyly before unbuttoning one of her shirt buttons so that he could move more freely on her neck, "Hurry." She didn't want to give mixed signals that would make him misunderstand.

'Dominic is the one I love.'

Sofia slowly closed her eyes, filling her mind with Dominic's face, imagining him touching her—sweeping her neck tenderly with his tongue before biting her.

'Dominic—'

At first Sofia felt nothing but warm breath touching her skin.

She waited.

Waiting.

Sofia began to lose patience, until at the same time her eyes opened, she felt a strange sensation from a small bite on her neck, accompanied by a strong suction—a pleasure that was hard to hold back until she let out a deep moan from her mouth, "Aah ..."

No.

Sofia struggled with a familiar touch that she couldn't catch who it was, her vision was blurry while the attack on her neck became more aggressive as more moans came out of her mouth, "Ahh ..."

This is so familiar...

Sofia moved her neck to get away from the intense touch; at that moment, her ears heard a very familiar deep growl, which snapped her awake, removing the fog that had been in her head.

Arsenio's warm face appeared among the fog, becoming the answer to her confusion.

This is Arsenio's touch that she has long forgotten ...

No.

Dominic's face slowly disappeared, replaced by Arsenio in her mind.

"Ahh ..." Another deep moan came out of Sofia's mouth as her shoulder was kissed.

Just a simple touch but it was able to blur her vision.

Sofia sank deeper into the ocean of pleasure, making the memories that she had kept tightly for a long time slowly come out.

Coming out so strongly that she couldn't hold it back anymore.

The memories ...

***

Flashback

***

Today's bright day could not lift Sofia's mixed mood because of what happened last night.

'I can't believe we actually did it.'

Sofia hugged her body under the thick pink bed cover, embarrassed thinking about what happened.

'I hope he's already gone.'

Last night was amazing, but Sofia couldn't see him the same again. She was embarrassed, and didn't know how to act in front of him.

Even though he was one of her best friends.

'Staying here won't make me better.'

Sofia took her robe that was hanging on the wall, then opened her bedroom door slowly making sure not to make any noise that could attract attention.

'Oh ...'

A delicious aroma greeted her nose warmly.

'Could it be... he cooking right now?'

Sofia just remembered that today was his turn to cook breakfast for them.

The atmosphere in the living room was quiet.

Sofia glanced at the bedroom next door whose door was closed.

'Maybe he sleeps after making breakfast?'

Sofia was sure he must be as tired as her considering they did it again after a short break. She cleared her throat awkwardly.

"Oh? You're awake?"

Apparently, her noise invited someone that Sofia currently wanted to avoid.

'He still HERE?'

The feeling of shame returned to Sofia, her feet still standing in place not wanting to approach or go inside again to avoid him.

"Sofia?"

Sofia immediately lowered her eyes to her bare feet seeing that he was only wearing black shorts. She bit her lower lip, holding back a sudden urge to touch him.

His gorgeous sturdy naked chest.

It never crossed Sofia's mind that the time would come for her to admire his body.

"Sofia?" He called again, his voice closer than before, "I made your favorite breakfast. Do you want to eat it with me?"

Sofia took a deep breath.

His voice is full of hope, it's hard to refuse ...

'Get a grip, Sofia Harrington!'

He's just her dear childhood friend...

Her childhood friend who happened to be her first time.

Sofia took a deep breath again.

'Stop thinking weird, Sofia Harrington!'

"Sounds good. I join you, Arsenio."

***

Sofia agreed to have breakfast together, admittedly the Greek yogurt pancake looked perfect—different from the last time he made it.

"I'm proud of this one. I'm sure the inside isn't burnt."

Sofia's eyes locked on him again, her intention was to give him a compliment, but her lips didn't come out with any words. She ended up just staring at him hard, especially his bottom lip which was a little bruise because she bit it too hard last night.

She wonders if his lips still taste as sweet as last night or not ...

Arsenio scratched the back of his neck awkwardly at her intense stare at him, wondering what it meant, but there was no definite answer. He asked shyly, "Hey, say something. You're giving me the wrong idea with your stare." He knew that look after spending the night together. To be honest, it turns him on. He gulps nervously to calm himself down.

Sofia still didn't answer.

What if she wants him to get the wrong idea?

Sofia noticed Arsenio's hands folded across his chest, his veins showing as if he was holding something back, which she thought she knew what it was, so she took a big step forward as a form of response.

Arsenio knew what she meant, but still didn't dare to do it. He called out once more to confirm, "Sofia?"

Sofia raised her right hand—placing it on his bare chest.

Arsenio took a deep breath to calm himself who was starting to get excited, before then taking her into his tight embrace while attacking her lips with an aggressive kiss.

Sofia sighed loudly because of it, he took the initiative to explore her mouth, inviting her to play. She happily responded, every inch of her body felt alive from his touch, asking for more.

She was happy that he understood what she meant without having to do anything naughty first.

Sofia caressed his chest which had been her concern from the start, moving down exploring his beautiful body until stopping at his black pants.

Arsenio ended the kiss to groan softly near her ear, "Are you sure about this?" Once again he reassured her, he was afraid she was still in pain from last night's activities.

For him, her happiness came first.

Once again, Sofia answered with her action, slipping her hand under his pants, holding his member which slowly came to life because of her touch. She started with a slow up-and-down movement; there was satisfaction for her when she felt his hot member turn hard and enlarge in her hand.

Arsenio could not hold back the pleasure he felt, letting out a low grunt. He did not hesitate anymore; with a quick movement, he untied her nightgown, tossed it somewhere, and started to attack her breasts passionately.

Sofia sighed softly at his hungry touch, her other hand stroking his black hair, she couldn't stand it, "Arsenio ..." She began to weaken, drowning in a sea of pleasure.

Already satisfied, Arsenio raised his touch to her neck. He gave a new love bite below the mark he had given last night.

Sofia felt pain and pleasure at the same time from the bite. The grip on his hair grew stronger to tell him enough, she didn't want her neck to have too many love bites—it would be hard to hide.

'Arsenio ...'

Sofia wrapped her legs around his waist when she felt him lift her body, "Mmm ..." she sighed as her lips were silenced by another needy kiss.

Between kisses, Arsenio took her to his room which was closer, laying her down on the white sheets. He wanted to compliment her beauty, but he held it back so as not to give a strange impression because they were not a couple.

Just best friends.