He bit her lower lip, causing her to moan and afterwards, lowered his hot, scorching mouth to her creamy neck, biting and sucking, licking the hollow of her neck.
Sabrina felt hot—hot and excited for what he was doing to her.
He slipped a hand beneath her breasts and hardened the more at the feel of her smooth, soft chest.
He palmed one and pressed it hard, so hard Sabrina cried out in pleasure.
Pulling Sabrina's shirt off, he unhooked her bra and without a warning, he circled his tongue around one of her taut, pink hardened nipples. He sucked, sucked so ferociously that Sabrina was whimpering—crying out in sheer pleasure and delight.
She had never felt that way—never did such a thing.
The feelings were foreign, yet mind blowing.
Lexie peppered kisses on her neck while caressing her waist, his other hand reaching for her thigh.
As though suddenly bombed by realisation, Sabrina jerked away from him, her eyes filled with terror and disbelief.
Lexis looked at her, suprised.
"I'm sor—." A distasteful lump came up to her throat, and, without answering Lexis' questions, she grabbed her shirt opened the car door and ran to a nearby bush before taking out all she had eaten for the day.
Lexis held her hair as she pulled up. She pulled up until her tummy was empty.
Her breathing wasn't steady, her eyes brimmed with tears as he covered her with his suit.
He took her inside the car. "I'm sorry." He apologised, which made Sabrina to shook her head, "Don't be, it's not your fault."
He started the engine, "Once we get home, I'll call the family doctor. To run a test on you."
"There's really no need," she placed her hand on his clenched one which was on top of the handshake, "I was born with it. It's something I was born with. It's nothing."
"Something you were born with?."
Sabrina nodded her head, deciding it was time she come clean with him about her fear, "I have genophobia, fear of sex."
His jaw ticked at her words as he drove, his face unreadable.
Sabrina wondered what he was thinking. After knowing now that she had genophobia, would he still like her? Or would he go to Emily?
She felt sober at such thoughts.
No doubt, Lexis would leave her. Cheat on her the day Jason did. Tell her he wanted to divorce. Because he couldn't be with a woman who couldn't pleasure him sexually.
As they reached home, before Lexis could remove his seatbelt, she whispered quietly, " If you don't like me anymore, we can divorce. You don't have to feel burdened." She said with so much difficulty that when Lexis immediately reached for her, she burst out crying.
Lexis petted her, "It's okay, it's alright. Don't cry anymore."
"How can you be with a woman that has genophobia? It's plain stupid," Sabrina wiped her tears but they just kept falling, "it's really stupid."
"The woman isn't any woman. The woman is my wife, the woman I love. I promise we won't do anything again."
"Then we won't do forever, Lexis. I don't know if my phobia could ever go."
"It will go," he patted her head, "I'll call my personal doctor, Ishani, to run a few tests on you."
"No, don't," Sabrina held his hand, "don't call any doctor, I can do fine. Plus, there's nothing they can do."
Seeing the stubborn look on her face, Lexis didn't push further.
"Okay, I won't call her."
As he drew her close to himself, Sabrina gradually fell asleep as the steady, warm breaths of Lexis fanned her face.
Seeing that Sabrina was finally asleep, he dailed Ishani, the doctor's number.
"Come tomorrow by seven in the morning, unfailingly."
"Yes, Mr Woodsman."
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Maris stared at the picture—picture of Lexis and Sabrina kissing in the car and he couldn't help but clench the goblet in his hand so tightly that it shattered; broke into pieces in his hand.
Drops of blood fell from his palm.
"Emily is useless." He said as he focused his gaze on Samuel, his rightman.
"They seem to be bonding very well than before. The woman—Sabrina is even working at the Woodsman's company now."
Maris smiled sinisterly at Samuel's words, "Interesting. Very interesting."
He had thought Emily would take Sabrina down. But he was wrong. Emily was useless.
"Maris, we are running out of time. Your father would soon be back from that place of his, and of that happen, it'd be difficult to overthrow Lexis out of the position of the company. I'd suggest you release Claire now or bring her into the picture."
"My Goodman, it will be too boring to bring Claire now," Maris said, much to his disapproval, "If you want to make a game interesting, you have to give the gamer lots of obstacles and suspense ."
"Then when do you think it's the best time to let her out?."
Maris looked up at the clock hung by the side of the room, "When the time is right, my man. When the time is right." He wiped his bloody palm on his trouser, his blue eyes blazing with meticulousness.
"For now, I think it's time for me to see my dearest younger brother's wife myself."
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Sabrina had woken up first,but no one was on bed with her.
Lexis want with her.
He could have gone to work.
She stood stood up, headed to the restroom.
She bathed slowly, and got dressed into a shirt jean skirt with lavende- hugging long sleeved-top that had a 'V' neck.
She curled her hair and let it free.
She didn't apply any make, only wore a charm bracelet and a pair of black snickers.
She headed down to the parlour, only to see Lexis discussing seriously with a woman.
"Lexis?," she called, walking down the stairs, "Why are you still home?."
His eyes lingered on her straight, thick olive-skinned legs before he looked up at her,
"She's Doctor Ishani, the family doctor." He ignored her question as he introduced Doctor Ishani, a young beautiful Indian woman with pierced nose.