Sophia trusted Livinus’s judgment and was happy to relax.
When she visited Livinus’s residence, he wasn’t back yet. She picked a book from the bookshelf and started reading. About an hour later, Livinus walked in.
His signature black suit made him look even more distant and aloof in this season.
Sophia didn’t say anything. Livinus walked over and asked, “What are you reading?”
“Just browsing.”
He sat on the sofa and said, “Come here.”
“What am I, a puppy?” Sophia retorted, annoyed.
“If you were a puppy…” Livinus leaned closer, his voice low. “You’d be an adorable little bitch.”
Sophia froze for a moment before bursting into laughter. “What nonsense are you spouting?”
Livinus smirked, loosening his tie and tossing it aside. Sophia found it odd. Everything about this man—his gestures, movements, even his presence—exuded the air of a domineering CEO. He didn’t need to act; it was innate. Even the simple act of removing his tie showcased his dominance and intensity, brimming with testosterone. Most people wouldn’t stand a chance against it.
As he moved closer, he noticed Sophia was wearing a silk nightgown. It wasn’t something most young people wore, but her flawless skin made it the perfect choice. The light orange color brought out a soft pink undertone in her skin. He couldn’t tell if the clothes enhanced her beauty or if she elevated the clothes, but the effect was stunning.
His breathing quickened involuntarily.
“Dressed like this, I’m afraid I won’t be able to control myself,” Livinus whispered into her ear.
Sophia’s ears burned. She had already shared a night with him, and while she hadn’t intended for their relationship to deepen, she had to admit that Livinus had impressive skills that night. If it came to it, neither of them would lose.
Before she could think further, Livinus leaned in and kissed her.
His kissing technique had improved significantly, leaving Sophia breathless and weak in his arms.
Livinus was clearly at his limit, breaking into a cold sweat as he held himself back.
Sophia realized he wasn’t planning to stop this time.
But why stop? With his looks and physique, she wouldn’t be at a disadvantage.
Adults engaging in something physical was perfectly normal. What was a little indulgence?
Especially since she already knew what to expect—because once you’ve had a taste, you know how hard it is to resist.
“Then I’ll have to eat another meal!”
Livinus made several attempts, but strangely enough, whether it was Sophia’s nervousness or something else, he couldn’t succeed right away.
The frustration darkened his expression as he tried again. This time, Sophia felt a twinge of pain and couldn’t help but glance at his size. Clearing her throat, she suggested, “Maybe…get some lubricant?”
“Is that a compliment about my size?” he teased, planting soft kisses on her earlobe.
The tingling sensation made her shiver, both itchy and pleasurable.
Clearing her throat again, Sophia quipped, “What’s that slogan again? Bigger-than-bigger! More than just big! Perfect for you!”
Livinus chuckled deeply. “So Doctor Smith can crack jokes after all.”
“You’re only realizing this now?”
He stared at her, his gaze lingering on her delicate skin, which had taken on a rosy hue. Even her ears were tinged red, making him want to devour her whole. Her curvy figure, wrapped in a silk nightgown, only added to the allure.
“Don’t worry,” he said with a smirk. “I have my ways…”
And with that, Livinus guided her into an embarrassingly compromising position, one that proved to be more effective.
The next morning, Sophia glanced at her phone and froze. It was past 8 AM! She rarely ever slept in this late.
Getting out of bed, she realized her legs were sore, a sharp reminder of the previous night’s activities. Despite her good physical condition, even the best of bodies couldn’t handle being in one position for so long.
Her knees ached as well.
Livinus, though gentle with her, loved to push her limits, leaving her crying out for mercy time and time again before he’d finally relent.
What a pervert!
As she tried to get up, his arm wrapped around her waist. Livinus was a light sleeper, a result of years of migraines and insomnia, which her acupuncture treatments had only recently alleviated.
“Where are you going?”
“To work out.”
“You’re not going anywhere today.”
“Hmm?”
He pulled her back into his arms, running his fingers through her soft black hair. “Rarely do I get such a luxurious morning. Stay with me for a while.”
“Aren’t you hungry?” Sophia, used to waking early, should have been having breakfast by now.
“I’m starving—so hungry it hurts.”
“…”
