Chapter 31
Exuding an air full of passion, Sophia pushed Alistair’s scarf to the side and kissed his chest above the V-neck of his black T-shirt. She undid the buttons of his cardigan, one by one, and yanked his shirt up, licking the line of his pectoral until she found a n****e and sucked it hard.
Pleasure and astonishment flooded his veins as she kissed and licked his chest and his abs with abandonment.
He was so shocked at his reaction that he didn’t notice when the scarf fell to the floor. When her hand went to his zipper, he stopped her.
How long since I’ve let a soft, gentle, normal woman take control? He remembered Tavish’s words. Don’t rush things with her. Sophia’s hand was shaking. He didn’t know if she felt nervous or aroused. Quietly, he said, “There’s no hurry. Trust me on
