Is this destiny?

As Felix moved towards the door to leave Sophia's apartment, her voice reached him, "Stay a bit longer."

Felix turned around and his eyebrows shoot up. He struggled most of the evening to keep his hands to himself, chanting reminders internally that it's too early. 'No touching, no kissing… stay away… it's too soon…' And now she asked him to stay longer? How can he refuse? Even if his mind is telling him to leave, his body is not willing to make another step toward that exit door.

He watched as Sophia sat on the sofa, and started pulling her boots off while saying lazily, "It's early to call it a night, and you are already here. Stay a bit, make me a coffee." She glanced at him and smiled.

Felix saw that Sophia is struggling to remove her boots. He is not aware at what point he reached that sofa and how did he end up removing her boots for her…

She rubbed her feet when the boots came off.

Felix frowned slightly at the idea that she is uncomfortable. "Your feet are aching?"

"A bit.", she sighed.

His mood improved drastically. Felix actually had some fantasies about rubbing her feet, and this looks like a perfect opportunity presented itself. "Allow me..." Felix reached down, placing her feet onto his lap gently. He started massaging her right foot.

As soon as he started pressing points on her foot, Sophia could tell that he knows what he is doing. "You are very skillful with this." she praised his massaging skill. Sophia was sitting straight on the sofa, with her legs up on his lap. She leaned her head back closing her eyes while enjoying the feeling of his fingers kneading her foot proficiently.

Sophia heard his deep voice, "There was a time when I paid my bills by doing this."

"Oh?" Her eyebrows got raised, and her eyes didn't open, eyelids were too heavy. "Tell me about it."

His voice entranced her, "When I started my company, it was not always a smooth sailing. In order to have finances for basic needs I decided to learn how to do a massage. It helped to pay the bills at the time."

He moved his hands to her left foot. He was observing her feet while applying pressure. His eyes looked at her neatly trimmed toenails covered in red nail polish. Even through her stockings, he can tell that soles of her feet are soft and velvety.

"Mmm... " Sophia let out a low moan while enjoying the pressure of his fingers. "So, what type of massage do you do?"

Felix cleared his throat before responding, "Relaxation, deep tissue and intra-oral."

Sophia opened her eyes and looked at Felix in disbelief. "What? That can't be a thing... you made that last one up."

Felix shook his head and explained. "No, I didn't. Many people clench their jaw and grind their teeth. That can also cause significant headaches. Intra-oral massage is targeting muscles of the mouth to help alleviate those issues."

Sophia tilted her head thinking that his explanation sounds medically reasonable. It's just that the name was a bit suggestive. But she is not a massaging expert, so she decided that even if he is lying, she can't prove it. It's best just to drop the topic. It's not important, anyway.

Sophia leaned her head back and closed her eyes again. She was doing her best to relax, but even with the alcohol in her system, her body refused to listen. She was aware that he is right next to her, touching her… and it feels so good…

She heard him ask, "Are just your feet achy, or the rest of your legs as well?" Sophia took this as a sign that the massage of feet is over. It felt really good, and she didn't want it to stop, so she responded, "My legs are also achy."

His hands moved back to her right leg. Felix started massaging from the ankle, working his way up her leg slowly.

As he was applying rhythmic pressure on her calf, Sophia could only think how his hands felt good on her leg. Her mind was still foggy due to alcohol, and she slid herself lower on the sofa, trying to get into a more comfortable position.

This sudden shifting of her body made his hands land above her knee.

Felix looked down, and saw that as Sophia slid lower, her dress got pulled higher, revealing black lacy edge of her stocking that hugged her delicate thigh. He swallowed hard, and his hands continued applying pressure from where they landed, while gradually moving higher. Felix's mind was focused on that piece of lace and wondered how soft her skin under that piece of thin fabric is. As his hands reached halfway up her thigh, he heard Sophia take in a deep breath and let out a moan. For a second he blanked out, and when he came around, he already undid clips of her garter belt, and started pulling her stocking down. His hands stopped and he raised his gaze to look at her face. His eyes met Sophia's.

Sophia would never be this bold if she didn't have those cocktails in the bar previously. She grabbed collar of his shirt and tugged him closer. "Why did you stop?"

A sly smirk creeped in at the corner of his lips, "You didn't ask me to touch you."

Her eyes flashed in realization of her predicament. Her ego kicked in, urging Sophia to push him away. However, at that moment she was too tipsy to listen to what her ego has to say. The only thing she could think of is how good it felt to have his hands on her skin, how good he smelled, how attracted she is to him, those two dimples on his cheeks that are revealed by irritating smile on his handsome face... and how she wanted him to come closer. She held onto his collar while pulling herself closer to him until her lips almost touched his ear.

Her breath was kissing his earlobe, and he heard her whisper, "Touch me".