Page 27 of Checkmate
“No! No, you have to make a choice, Alex.” She crossed her arms over her chest, her lips pressed into a hard line. She thought she had him. “You can’t have both of us.”
Alex pulled off the road and killed the engine, turning in his seat to face her. She shrank away from him and the anger radiating from him.
No one told him what to do.
No one.
“Then I choose Erica,” he said firmly. As if there were any other answer. “Who do you think you are, little girl? You don’t give me ultimatums.”
“I-I’m sorry.” Her words were barely louder than a whisper. “I just can’t stand the thought of you touching her. I want you to only want me.”
“And you think giving me an ultimatum is going to do that?”
He was treading dangerous territory here. She had given him an out. He could end things here and now and be done with this entire affair. Erica would never know, and if needed, he could replace Sophie.
It could be so easy.
But he sensed a win as Sophie chewed her lip. Her eyes met his, wide and innocent. She wanted so desperately to please him, and he knew it.
“Alex, please talk to me.”
“Too late,” he said, testing the waters. “You told me to choose, and I did.”
“I didn’t mean it!” She reached for his hand, holding it against her cheek. “Alex, I didn’t, okay? I just… I lost myself for a moment.”
He pulled his hand from her grasp, leaning back in his seat. “I think I should take you home, Sophie.”
“No!” Before he could stop her, Sophie unbuckled her belt, moving over the console and into his lap. She kissed across his face and along his jaw, brushing her lips over his. “I’m sorry, okay? Please, Alex. Please believe me.”
He shouldn’t have enjoyed this, but he did.
Here was this beautiful woman, begging him for a chance, begging him not to leave her. How could someone not enjoy being wanted so much?
He stayed silent, letting her move against him, enjoying the feel of her body as she writhed in his lap.
As he moved his arms around her waist, it occurred to him he was reserving his place in hell. He’d always thought of himself as a good guy.
This confirmed he was not.
“How do I know we won’t be back in this same situation next week, Sophie? Or three months from now? A year?”
A year? He was giving her hope this thing had longevity.
“We won’t. I promise we won’t.” She kissed his lips despite his resistance. “Just… Can you promise me something?”
“Depends what you want.” He’d probably give it to her if she continued moving like that against his crotch.
“If you’re gonna fuck her in the office again,” she said, nibbling her way across his jaw to his ear. “Could you make sure I’m not there? I really don’t want to have to hear it.”
Alex chuckled darkly, grabbing her butt and giving it a squeeze as his cock stirred under her.
“Seems like a fair deal,” he admitted. “I’ll try to be more courteous.”
She ran her tongue around the edge of his earlobe, making his groin tighten in anticipation of feeling that same tongue on his hard cock.
“Thank you, baby,” she whispered in his ear. “Now let me really apologise.”
Reaching for a lever, Sophie pushed his seat back, giving her more room to settle between his legs.
