After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

#187 “I don’t Care About Ben.”

The night after Ben’s return, the atmosphere in the house was tense yet oddly serene. Sophia had made the decision to have Benjamin sleep in the room adjacent to theirs, a choice that both Alexander and Benjamin reluctantly agreed to. As the night settled in, Sophia found herself lying beside Alexander in their shared bed, the soft glow of the bedside lamp casting a warm hue across the room.

Alexander, emboldened by the intimacy of their surroundings, reached out to pull Sophia closer, his fingertips tracing gentle patterns along her arm. “You know, love,” he murmured softly, his voice laced with desire, “it’s been a while since we’ve had a moment like this. I’ve missed you.

Sophia shifted slightly, her heart racing at the proximity of Alexander’s touch. “I’ve missed you too, Alex,” she whispered, her voice barely above a breath. But before she could say more, Alexander’s lips found hers in a tender kiss, igniting a spark of longing that had been smoldering between them.

As their kiss deepened, Alexander’s hands began to wander, exploring the contours of Sophia’s body with a hunger that left her breathless. But just as things were starting to heat up, Sophia pulled away, a hint of hesitation in her eyes.

door separating

by desire and a hint of frustration, refused to be deterred. With a mischievous glint in his eye, he made a show

his voice low and husky, “I don’t care about Ben. I only care about you.” And with that, he leaned

his lips igniting a fire within her that she couldn’t deny. Lost in the heat of the moment, she succumbed to his embrace, her hands tangling in his hair as she

the sensations coursing through her body. Alexander’s hands traced the curves of her skin with a skill that left her trembling with

in a frenzy of need and longing. Sophia’s breath came in shallow

that escaped her lips, her cries mingling with Alexander’s own fervent whispers of desire. Together, they danced on the

loud crash shattered the air, the sound cutting through the haze of their desire like a knife. Instantly,

towards

urgency, she pushed open the door, revealing

side and dropping to her knees beside

he struggled to sit up. “I- I fell,” he muttered, his voice strained with pain. “I was trying to get up and… and I lost