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Sofia: Part 6

Silk and Leather Series

By Sharlene AlbaPublished 6 years ago 8 min read
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"Get the fuck off me. I'm fine," Sofia exclaimed hostly towards Andy, who insisted he exam her for more injuries. The shootout had costed her more than a couple of bullet wounds. She lost a few members of the Netas who were standing guard at the gates and they managed to injure Natalie as well.

She groaned in pain as Andy pressed some peroxide on her leg wound and she kicked him away from her. She had no time to get stitched up. She needed to find whoever shot at her in her own home and killed every last one of them.

"You'll be no good to anyone if you bleed out in the middle of a witch hunt," Andy warned as he stared at her, willing her to cooperate. He was right, but she wouldn't let him know that.

"You're taking too long. I need to get out there."

"No. You don't. Your people are already out there searching for the gunmen. There's nothing you can do for them now besides to rest and regroup," he claimed as he pulled at her leg once again and she sighed in surrender.

"They shot at Jade too. They would've gotten to her had I not stepped in and took the hit." she explained to him, and raised an eyebrow as he shook his head and looked away. He looked worried enough. Maybe he did care about Jade more than he was letting on.

"Hold still. This is going to sting," he advised as he poured some more peroxide on her wound and she winced at the contact. He looked up at her then, holding her gaze hostage as he held gauze over her bullet wound and wrapped her leg with medical tape. It made her uncomfortable to say the least. Not because she still didn't trust him. But because his stare was so intense, it almost knocked the wind out of her. Men were a dime a dozen, but it seemed like Sofia only had it in for the one's that were off limits.

"Jade should be here soon," Sofia mentioned, clearing her throat as well as breaking the staring contest.

"Jade is out looking for whoever shot you and your crew. She won't be back until late," Andy informed her, and Sofia pulled away from him then. Her thoughts were confusing her, sending her to a place where she shouldn't go, shouldn't want to be. She couldn't imagine betraying her best friend like this, but something inside of her was beginning to see Andy in a different light and she didn't like it one bit.

"You should go see if anyone else needs medical attention then," she continued, as she hopped off the exam table in the infirmary in the basement of her estate, and walked behind the changing station. The hospital gown she was wearing wasn't doing her figure any favors.

"You've got a pretty good medical staff here. I'm sure they'll be fine without me," he added, and once the light coming from the basement window hit the folding panels covering her naked body, she heard Andy's intake of breath and she already knew he could see her silhouette behind the white panels.

"Stop. Whatever you're thinking of doing right now, don't," Sofia warned him, but she could already hear his footsteps growing closer and closer to the changing station. Her eyes closed and she cursed when she felt her heart pounding as well as her clit.

"What exactly do you think I want to do, Sofia?" Andy asked as she held a fresh pair of jeans and a tank top in her hands. She should be putting them on. She should be bolting right out of there. Yet her feet couldn't move. Sofia was frozen in fear of what she was about to let happen between her and Andy and there wasn't much she could do about it. Or wouldn't do was more like it.

It was common for members of the Netas to share their fuck buddies. As long as everyone participating knew what was going on. And that meant talking to Jade about possibly hooking up with her new man. She didn't want to have that conversation. Especially when she already had a fuck buddy. Granted, he wasn't even supposed to be on the island, but if he planned on staying until she could arrange for his wife's fake death, she might as well take advantage of the situation.

"I think you want to fuck me on top of that exam table. Not that I'd blame you. I'm excellent in bed," she answered confidently, trying to cover her nervousness with dark humor as she began to put on her tank top.

"Not everything needs to lead to a quick fuck, Sofia. Sometimes building up the tension gives you a better outcome," he explained in a husky tone, and she could now picture how hard he must be as he spoke to her. He wanted her, just like the others. It should've been enough to turn her off. But it wasn't. Unfortunately, her body was responding to him in a way she'd never responded to anyone before. The push and pull of indecisiveness was giving her a headache and she needed to put a stop to it soon.

"Did you just admit to liking me?" she teased as she bent over to reach for her shoes, and jumped slightly as she felt him behind her. He kept his hands to himself but his eyes were all over her. She was half naked, from the waist down, covered in bandages and her hair was a tangled mess. Yet he stood there, looking at her as if he wanted nothing more than to be around her, inside of her.

"I've tried my hardest to stay away from you. Tried to blind myself with your flaws and your erratic and homicidal behavior. I'm not sure how long I'll be able to keep it up. So please, I'm asking you to do something else that'll turn me off, because I don't think I'll be able to leave this room without fucking you if you don't," Andy confessed and while his insults should've angered her to the point of aiming a gun to his face, she bit her tongue and decided not to honor his request. She was in control. Not him. She couldn't allow it. So she'd teach him a lesson instead.

"Take your pants off, Andy," she ordered and he stared at her as he obeyed and let his pants pool at his feet. "Take your cock out and stroke yourself for me," she continued and licked her lips when he did as she had asked, bringing his thick and hard shaft out of his briefs and began to stroke it. He looked at her while he pumped his dick with his palm and swallowed hard as she stepped closer to him, allowing him to smell the scent of her arousal. He bit his lip as he looked down at her glistening folds, while she touched herself as well. She hypnotized him as her fingers rubbed at her clit and she spread her legs apart to give him a closer look at how wet she was.

He stroked his cock faster, rubbing the tip with his thumb as he watched her dip her fingers deeper inside of her. She bit her cheek to keep from moaning out loud, but she kept on rubbing her juices all over her inner walls and outside as well. She'd never been this wet before. Never this desperate to make herself come. Andy watching her only made it worse.

"Close your eyes, Andy. Then open your mouth as you get on your knees," she demanded, briefly stopping her strokes as she waited for him to comply. Once he did, she stepped closer to his mouth and began to rub at herself again, her hips moving along with every stroke of her fingertips. She bit down hard on her lip as she squirted her nectar straight into his mouth, as well as his cheeks and chin. He stopped stroking himself then, and grabbed a hold of her cheeks to pull her dripping mound over his hungry mouth. He ate from her until another orgasm began to building inside of her.

This one was going to be violent. She could feel it in her bones. The high was enveloping her, making her forget all of her troubles and her bad decisions. The only thing she focused on was Andy's tongue flicking at her sensitive nub and him pulling away from her as soon as she felt the orgasm take over her body. He held her up against the wall gently as he stood up and teased her opening with his stiff cock, his gaze penetrating hers. He wanted to fuck her so bad, he was willing to let go of his dislike for her and she wanted to let him.

But she couldn't. Not when being around him was dangerous enough for her to betray her best friend.

"Thank you for stitching me up," she said after she recovered from her high, as her knees still wobbled from her second orgasm while she put on her pants and shoes.

She didn't look back as she left the exam room. She couldn't look at him. Not after what they just did. The guilt was overshadowing her libido now and she knew she needed some fresh air to clear her head. And some much needed space from Andy. He was a distraction. A big one. Natalie was right. She needed to stop focusing on pleasure and focus more on their people. Whoever it was, who was after her sister, would now suffer the consequences of gang law and there was nothing they could to stop her.

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Sharlene Alba

Full of raw and unfiltered fluid poems, short stories and prompts on love, sex, relationships and life. I also review haircare, skincare and other beauty products. Instagram: grungefirepoetry MissBeautyBargain Facebook: grungefirepoetry

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