Uncontrollable Tempration

Ever since she crawled under my skin, I physically have not been able to be in the company of any other woman. She’s the only one my mind and my body responds to now, like she cast a spell on me or something.

My only problem is getting her. How do I get her to see me as not a douchebag, but someone she can love and trust??

It seems impossible now but I would give anything just to have Sophia love me. Even if it’s for one night, or a fleeting moment. At least, let me just know what it feels like to hold her in my arms again, without force, just love and nothing else.

Ugh! I could actually go crazy right now.

I fetched my phone from my pocket just to look at photos of us, ones she forced me to take with the wax figures at Madame Tussauds in London. I had been very reluctant to take the photos but she insisted. I’m glad she did because now I have wonderful memories of our time together. And she looked so beautiful in them. One by one as I scrolled, I saw her pretty face smiling or laughing and my heart swole in admiration.

Fuck! I’m so in love.

I’ve never felt this way about someone before, which could only mean one thing… Sophia is the love of my life. If I miss out on her then I’ve lost a huge part of my life. I cannot let that happen.

The door intercom rang. It was most likely the reception calling but what for? I put out my cigarette and went to answer it.

“Yes.” I picked up the phone

“Good evening sir, there is someone here to see you.” The receptionist said.

“By this time??? I don’t want to see anyone!” I barked.

Who the fuck is coming to my apartment at 9:00pm??? I heard her mumbling something to someone before she spoke again.

“Sir, it’s your personal assistant. Miss Sophia Parker.”

My whole body froze.

She’s here? Sophia’s here?

I was completely taken aback at the fact that she was here. What could she want so late?

“Errr… send her up. No security checks.”

“Ok sir.” I dropped the phone.

My mind was racing right now. So many ideas as to why she was here were forming in my head. Was she here to ask for her job back? The thought made me happy. Or was she here to spend the night with me? That thought made me even happier. Although its most likely not the case.

I quickly dashed into the restroom to brush my teeth and get rid of the smell of alcohol and cigarettes. Then I waited at the door for her.

After taking a few breaths to cool down, I heard the doorbell ring.

This is it.

I opened the door

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Adam Wilson

After taking a few breaths to cool down, I heard the doorbell ring.

This is it.

I opened the door

… and there she stood.

Looking effortlessly beautiful.

Whatever dusky feelings I had before died out instantly because she seemed to light up my entire world easily.

She looked up at me and I felt a blast of warmth pour over me.

I was so glad that she was here. I don’t know what it was, but there was a certain magic in her presence. All I wanted to do was be near her, hold her till the very end and never let her go.

She was dressed very casually in an oversized knitwear, blue jeans, and boots. But still she looked amazing. Heck! Everything about her was amazing.

“Come in.” I finally said after my long mental appraisal of her.

I moved to the side for her to walk in and when she did, I caught a whiff of her scent. It was probably her hair conditioner because she smelt like a delicious apple…

Ripe, plump, and ready for plucking.

“What brings you here?” I said, getting my thoughts out of the gutter.

She was definitely here for something seeing that she had an envelope in her hand. It must be something official.

“I’m here to uh… get my documents signed.” She said nervously as she fiddled with the envelope.

I stared at her confusedly. The idiot that I am had thought she was here to apologize for everything, or her hasty decision to leave… or maybe even ask for her job back.

On the contrary, she just couldn’t wait to leave and have me out of her life forever. Showing up at my house by 9pm on a Friday just to get her documents signed was enough desperation. She couldn’t even wait till Monday! Or perhaps tomorrow?!

“Couldn’t this wait at least until tomorrow?” I folded my arms and widened my stance in annoyance. This was just unbelievable.

“No.” She looked down, her hair partially hiding her face.

“Are you really that eager to leave?”

She didn’t say anything.

“I guess silence speaks depths when words cannot.”

That’s when she looked up at me. Her eyes filled with an expression that I could not quite read but I’m sure she wasn’t regretting this. There was no point anymore. If this is what she really wanted then she’ll have it.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

“Come with me. Let’s get this over with.” I said and began to make my way to the study. She followed behind me.

A thick awkward silence fell between us as we got to the study, I took a seat at my huge black desk and she sat on the other side. She pushed the documents to me and I collected them.

I skimmed through it, checking all the important information. I got out a stamp and a pen to put my signature in any place where it was required. I took me about ten minutes before I finished going through the bulky document.

I enclosed it and gave it back to her when I was done.

“Thank you.” She said.

We both stood up.

“So you’re finally free of me. I’m sure that’s what you’ve always wanted. Well, there you have it.”

“Mr Wilson please. Don’t talk like that.”

“Like what?” I challenged.

“Like you’re some sort of monster that I’ve been trying to run away from.” She said.

“But isn’t that what I am to you?” I said slowly moving closer to her till I was in front of her. “A monster who violated the woman he loves and deeply cares about?” I said with sarcasm.

“I- It’s not like that.” She shook her head.

“Then what’s it like? Tell me Sophia, because I’m dying here!” I could almost scream in frustration.

Each time I’d put my signature down on that document, I got a heartache knowing that I was literally signing the love of my life away!

“I have commitments and I simply cannot wait till tomorrow. This has nothing to do with you.”

“I find that very hard to believe.” I stepped closer to her. She was looking up at me now.

“You’re not a monster.”

So why does she act otherwise?

“I’m not?”

“No.” She shook her head.

“Then prove it.” I slid my hand into her hair, my other hand making a trail across her soft white cheek with my fingers. “One last time before you leave, prove to me that I’m not a monster… and that somehow I could be worthy of your love.”

“But h- how?” She said with a shaky voice.

“Like this.” I said as I pulled her swiftly to my chest, crushing her body against mine.

Almost instantly her hands flew to my biceps, her slender fingers holding onto them for support. She looked at me startled.

I tilted her head to the side and kissed her, my tongue stabbing deep with precision. She responded right away, trying to match my fervour. It was a good sign. I only hoped that she would be fully open to the desire that we both felt right now.

I continued to kiss her. The electricity coursing through from her was driving me crazy, but soon I got restless. I needed her. But first, I needed to calm her down and be really sweet with her so she doesn’t change her mind midway. I could literally die if she gave me blue balls one more time.

I walked her backwards to the edge of the desk, my sturdy frame towering over her. I broke the kiss and Sophia buried her head in the crook of my neck. Her breath had turned into pants. That was overwhelming but it was only just the starter.

I cupped her cheek and lifted her face. She slowly lifted her eyes to look at me, her gaze soft and filled with passion. From the reaction her body offered me and from her expression right now, I knew she wanted this.

I lifted her onto the desk and kissed her neck, making a wet trail towards the exposed skin of her shoulder.

“Adam…” My name was a soft moan as it left her mouth.

I grabbed her chunky sweater from the bottom and pushed it up over her head. She raised her hands, helping me get it out of the way.

For a moment I stopped to look at her, sitting on my desk, in a tiny pink bra, biting her lip nervously.

“You’re exquisite.” I said as I eyed her full round breasts that I desperately longed to see again. “Let me-”

“No!” She stopped my hand that was reaching for her. “I think I’ve proved enough.”

Fuck. Not again!

“Sophia come on, please…” I begged.

“No, I’m sorry but I must go.” She stood up on her feet.

No! There was no way I was letting her leave me like this. Even if I have to fall on my knees and beg her like a vagrant then so be it!

“Please Sophia!” I went down on my two knees in front of her and she gasped. I held onto her small waist possessively as I looked up at her. “Please don’t leave me like this, I beg you. Can’t you see that I need you. Can’t you see that I’m dying for you?”

Her hand flew to her mouth. She didn’t know what to say.

I personally never imagined myself crawling on my knees for a woman. But for her, I will break any rules because she was totally worth it.

“Please my love, don’t go! Just stay with me tonight and make my dreams come true… just this once! Come on, give me a chance!” I held onto her behind, hugging her tightly as I continued to beg her. This woman will be the death of me.

She ran a hand through my hair. I looked up and then she pulled me up to my feet.

“Sophia, I’m in love with you and I just want to show you-”

“Shhh, it’s okay.” She put a finger on my lip, silencing me. She tugged at the buttons on my shirt until she undid the whole front, then she slid it down my arms.

I’ll take that as a yes.

I pulled the shirt from my arms and it fell on the floor, leaving me shirtless. She stared at my body in approval.

“Touch me Sophia.”