Page 26 of Checkmate
“Enough, Sophie.” Alex hardened his tone, stopping her in her tracks.
He wasn’t a jealous man, but he was a possessive one.
It didn’t matter to him that Sophie was married. In fact, the happier she was in her marriage, the better it was for him. All he wanted from her was nasty, uncomplicated sex. But he couldn’t help but get off on the idea that he was taking another man’s wife and leaving him with blue balls.
It was selfish; he knew. But he was a selfish man.
The problem was, it seemed Sophie wasn’t down for the casual relationship he craved from her. With her bitching and whining, it was becoming increasingly clear that this was something more than sex in her mind.
Unacceptable.
And quite frankly, ridiculous.
Despite his affair, Alex loved his wife. Erica was everything he wanted in a woman and more. She was the kind of woman to bring home to the parents.
Taller than most men, with long, smooth legs, she made heads turn wherever she went. She made him drool, possessing curves that ought to belong to a goddess. Sophie could only dream of having tits like Erica’s, and her backside was out of this world.
Her skin was clear, creamy and warm, with a spattering of freckles across the bridge of her nose. Like a painting brought to life, she was the epitome of elegance and grace, carrying herself with a confidence that was undeniably sexy.
With her chestnut brown hair, she was the opposite of Sophie in every way. Superior in every way.
She was more than Alex had ever hoped for and everything he dreamed of. He’d never understand why Sophie thought she had a chance. That she thought she could compete with Erica was laughable.
And yet he continued to fuck her.
That was the problem. Despite the healthy sex life he shared with his wife, something about Sophie appealed to him.
Perhaps it was just the thrill of the affair and the knowledge that someone wanted him enough to risk everything to be with him, despite the risk. He had no intention of cutting her off.
But she needed to realise that the minute his marriage was at risk, he would drop her faster than she could blink.
“See, you don’t like the thought, do you?” He forced himself to focus on her once more. What was she talking about now? Oh, the husband. Of course.
“Sophie, what is it you want me to say?”
“Admit you’re jealous!” He wanted to bang his head against the steering wheel. Why couldn’t she let this go?
“I don’t want him fucking you,” he said, hoping that would be enough. Judging from the expectant look on her face, it was not.
“Why not?” She demanded.
It wasn’t about jealousy; he just didn’t want to share.
Alex Carr was not a man who enjoyed sloppy seconds. But Sophie was clearly reading more into this than he would like.
This was getting complicated.
“I don’t like sharing, Sophie. It’s as simple—”
“But you expect me to share you!” She screeched, cutting him off. He resisted the urge to cover his ears.
“Don’t you see how unfair that is?” She continued. “And in your office! Where I am just on the other side of the door. Don’t you understand why that drives me insane?”
“I didn’t say you couldn’t fuck Marcus, only that I didn’t like it. You don’t have to like me fucking Erica. It doesn’t mean it won’t happen.”
“But that’s not fair!” Sophie’s shriek reminded Alex just how immature she could be. “I don’t want to fuck Marcus. I only want you.”
Well. He couldn’t blame her. “Be that as it may—”
