Meeting friend

Roy opened his eyes and tilted his head to the side.The space next to him was empty his eyes shifted toward his buzzing phone .

Ring~

He reached over to the nightstand, picked it up, and tapped the screen to silence the alarm. Sitting up, he stretched his arms and let out a long yawn. He looked again saw notifications flashed on the screen.

< You have 2 missed calls from Sudou Hanato >

< 1 new message from Sudou Hanato >

He replied to the message before tossing the phone aside and headed for the shower.

Warm water hit his skin, washing away sleep, but not the memory of last night. Sofia had told him that she had seen everything that happened in the pool last week at Mathew's resident.

She had caught him flirting with Samantha — and in a mix of anger and jealousy, she'd let Samantha's husband grope her butt.

The thought made Roy's stomach twist. He hated it, 'But at least things hadn't completely escalated — not from my side, and not from Sofia's.'

After drying off, he wrapped a towel around his waist and scrubbed his hair with another. Once done, he stepped out, opened the wardrobe, and got dressed in black slacks and a crisp white shirt.

In the kitchen, he found Sofia.

She stood by the stove, cooking quietly. Her outfit clung tight — like she'd just come from the gym.

Sofia's body was hard to ignore. She had a slim waist that curved smoothly into, firm yet soft hips.Her tight gym clothes hugged every inch of her, showing off her soft, perky butt and slim waist.

Her top stretched over her chest, making her curves stand out even more. Her long legs looked smooth and toned, and the way she moved made it hard to look away. With her hair tied up, her soft neck and bare shoulders were right there in the open, making her look even hotter without trying.

Roy walked up behind Sofia and wrapped his arms around her waist, savoring the warmth and curves of her body pressed against him.

"I'm making breakfast," Sofia said, focusing on chopping tomatoes with a knife.

Roy's hands slid under her top, groping her breasts with satisfied smile, fingers kneading the soft flesh savouring the texture and feeling of her soft mounds.

"It's your fault," he murmured against her neck. "You look too sexy in this outfit."

"Stop—I'm holding a knife. It's dangerous," she warned, though her protest weakened as one hand pinched her nipple while the other slipped past the waistband of her leggings, fingers tracing lower.

"But I'm already hard," Roy growled, grinding his erection against her butt. "You have to take responsibility."

Sofia exhaled sharply as his fingers teased her, her body betraying her with growing heat.

"This will make breakfast take longer... Don't you need to get to work early?"

"I will," Roy said, his middle finger pushing inside her, thumb circling her clit.

"But first, I'm meeting a friend. His office is in the same building as mine. It's not far."

"Ahh~"

A moan escaped her lips as she bit down on them, her hips rocking slightly against his hand. She could feel herself getting wetter, his fingers exploring her from inside.

"I was just going tease you," Roy muttered, pulling his glistening fingers free. "But look how soaked you are. It's making me even harder."

In one swift motion, he yanked her leggings down to her knees, exposing her bare ass—soft, creamy, and perfectly rounded. His hands spread her cheeks, revealing her pussy slick folds.

"So wet already," he taunted. "You're such a naughty girl, Sofia."

"Pervert," she breathed, gripping the counter. "Didn't you get enough last night?"

"Not when you're this sexy." He dropped his pants , freeing his hardened cock. "Don't worry—I'll make it quick."

With one sharp thrust, he buried himself inside her to the hilt.

Roy gripped Sofia's hips as he pushed deeper inside her, the tight heat of her making him groan. Her back arched, pressing her soft ass harder against him.

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Every thrust made her body jolt forward slightly, her hands scrambling against the counter for balance.

Ahh~

"You feel so good," he growled, one hand tangling in her ponytail, tugging just enough to make her gasp. "So tight... and wet ."

Sofia bit her lip, breath hitching in short, shaky gasps. He stretched her wide, reaching deeper than anyone, filling her completely with every thrust. The slick slap of flesh on flesh echoed through the kitchen, drowning in their ragged moans and panting.

Plop~

Roy's free hand slid around her waist, fingers finding her clit again, rubbing in quick circles. Roy felt his cock squeez by her pussy folds.

Her thighs trembled, pleasure coiling tighter and tighter inside her. The dual sensation of him pounding into her from behind while his fingers teasing her clit was too much—her vision blurred at the edges as her climax hit, a sharp cry tearing from her throat.

"Ahhh!~"

Roy swore under his breath as her walls clenched around him, pulling him deeper. With a few final, uneven thrusts, he followed her over the edge, spilling inside her with a low groan.

For a moment, they stayed like that—breathless, connected, the only sound their ragged breathing. Then Roy pressed a kiss to the back of her neck and enhaled her intoxicating scent before pulling away.

Sofia turned, her legs still unsteady, and swatted his chest lightly. "Now I have to shower again before work."

Roy smirked, tucking himself back into his pants. "Worth it. Besides, you started it."

"How?"

"By existing." He kissed her forehead, grinning as she rolled her eyes. "And by wearing those leggings."

Sofia shook her head, but couldn't fight her own smile as she pulled her clothes back into place. The tension from last night was gone—replaced by something far more pleasant. But her mind was still filled with thoughts.

Should I tell him? Than what gonna happen to us? I still love my husband. Whatever happened back than was mistake and irreversible.

Roy checked his watch. "Shit. Now I am going to be late." He kissed her quickly.

"See you tonight."

As the door closed behind him, Sofia touched her still-flushed cheeks, exhaling slowly. Breakfast could wait a little longer. Right now, she needed another shower.

Roy Cooper is a determined young entrepreneur living in Rifmark City, located in the country of Odist. Unlike his father, who runs a successful Cooper's Autos car dealership, Roy wants to build his own legacy.

Instead of joining the family business, he starts DashDrop - an online dropshipping company selling trending products. While his father believes in traditional business, Roy is betting on e-commerce and digital marketing.

Roy arrived at the high-rise building that housed both his apartment or office space—twenty skilled professionals working under his leadership. As he stepped toward the elevator, a tap on his shoulder made him turn.

Standing behind him was a man with sharp Asian features—black hair neatly combed, brown eyes alert. He wore the standard corporate uniform: black slacks, a crisp white shirt, and a tailored black coat. The look of a man who took his work seriously.

"Good morning, Roy."

"Good morning, Hanato."

They exchanged nods as they stepped into the elevator, joining the other early-morning commuters heading to their offices. The doors slid shut, and the lift hummed upward.

Hanato adjusted his coat sleeve, his tone casual but purposeful. "How about coffee in my office? There's something important I'd like to discuss."

Roy considered his schedule. He had tasks waiting, but his manager could handle them for now. Pulling out his phone, he shot off a quick message before answering.

"Sure."

The elevator dinged. Their meeting would begin sooner than expected.