The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

Sophia almost screamed as she pushed him away and tried to cover herself up with what little fabric was left. “What are you doing? There are people out there! Can’t you hold it in?”

John let her go and took a deep breath in an attempt to push his lust down. Meanwhile, Sophia took a few steps back, but she didn’t look away from him. “What’s wrong, John? You seem off.”

John panted. “Lock the door.”

Sophia frowned, but before she could say anything, John came to pull the blinds down, much to her chagrin. “Just go,” John told her.

He raised his voice, looking flustered. Thinking about the situation, she recalled that John never talked that way to her, so Sophia went to lock the door, but she leaned against the door. “Tell me what happened.”

John closed his eyes, and his chest heaved. Snorting, Sophia said, “Zack told me someone set you up. Why? Wh—” Before she could finish, John suddenly went up to her.

He pinned her against the door and kissed her again, this time stronger than earlier. Noticing that he felt hot to the touch, Sophia also realized that his hair was wet. His sweat slid down to his chin and fell to the ground.

but he knew she was going to do that, so he held her hand and pinned her down. Even though she was surprised that he

he bit her neck. A stab of pain

mess things up in the first place, and with him

paused for a moment, and he regained some sense. “Yes.”

“It’s that woman, isn’t

can’t

if I should feel honored,” she said

her from the door and switched places with her. A

stopped struggling, so after a moment of thought, she hugged his neck. “Do you love me, John?” John heard

it under Sophia. When Sophia lay down, she frowned in disdain for herself.

to do this for him. Even though that was what she thought, Sophia still

was who she loved, but her love was torturing her. Feeling disgusted