Chapter 150 - Valentines day (5) (1/2)

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?”