Chapter 870
Tristan placed her on the bed and tucked her in.
“I haven’t taken my bath!” Sophie was still in a sleepy daze, but she was used to bathing before going to bed. She had mild mysophobia, so she couldn’t tolerate going to sleep before cleaning herself up.
“Do you want me to bathe you?” Tristan’s eyes were burning with desire. I don’t mind bathing her.
Sophie swept a glance at him in response. This man has naughty thoughts in his mind, doesn’t he? Yet, he looks so attractive.
“Sure! You can bathe me,” she answered. Let’s just hope he wouldn’t feel aroused and become uncomfortable afterward.
“Really?”
Sophie nodded.
“I’ll go get the bath ready!” Tristan exclaimed.
Throughout their relationship, all they had ever done was kiss and fool around with each other. They hadn’t done anything more intimate than that. Obviously, that was what Tristan wanted because he was adamant about only having sex after getting married. That was his way of protecting her.
Tristan ran the bath with warm water and added essential oils into the tub.
When he came out of the bathroom, he saw that Sophie was still lazing on the bed.
“Are you sure you want me to bathe you?” Tristan asked again.
In response, Sophie spread her arms open.
Tristan knew what she wanted right away, so he carried her into his arms. She’s always an independent girl, and she’s only clingy when she’s sleepy, but I’m in love with this side of her. After all, she’s only behaving this way with me. Besides, I’m more than willing to do whatever she wants me to do.
Tristan carried Sophie into the bathroom and helped her put on a pair of slippers to prevent her from slipping.
Sophie quietly allowed Tristan to attend to her needs and look after her.
After putting on the slippers for her, Tristan started undressing her. The second he took off her jacket, she laughed and said, “Let’s just forget about it. I don’t want you to get aroused and suffer afterward! I feel bad for you.”
Since Sophie was well-versed in medicine, she knew just how uncomfortable it was for men when their sexual urges weren’t relieved and how intense their thirst for a woman’s body could get.
Tristan wrapped his arms around her and said, “You’re truly an enthralling vixen! You have no idea how hard it has been to suppress my urge.” Having done that for such a long time, he knew his past efforts would be in vain if he were to succumb to his urges.
“No one told you to do so! I don’t really mind.” Sophie didn’t mind having premarital sex.
“But I do. I want you to have an unforgettable wedding. Obviously, that includes our first night together as a married couple.”
Upon hearing that, Sophie leaned on his shoulder.
“Well, sure!” she said. I’m so blessed to have found a man who cares about me with all his heart. In this day and age, I doubt there’s anyone like him.
“Enjoy your bath! I know you’re exhausted. Get some sleep after your bath, okay? I’ll bathe you after we get married.”
Sophie was at a loss for words. Is that why he’s in such a hurry to marry me? Does he want to bathe me so badly?
Sophie was blushing even after Tristan had left the bathroom. Why am I blushing when he didn’t even do anything?
Tristan was a charming and attractive man, so Sophie had sexual desires as well.
However, since Tristan had already told her he would wait until after the wedding, she was too embarrassed to initiate sex.
Sophie exited the bathroom after bathing and saw Tristan walking up to her with a glass of hot milk.
“Drink this before you sleep.” Tristan noticed how much weight she had lost when he hugged her just now. I’m worried that her health might not allow her to withstand what we’re going to do after we get married. From now on, I must make sure she stays healthy.
Sophie took the glass of milk. It was still hot, so she only drank a few mouthfuls.
When Tristan saw the corners of her lips that were stained with milk, his gaze dimmed immediately. There and then, he was aroused.
Sophie saw the look in his eyes, and her heart skipped a beat.
Needless to say, she knew what was on his mind. In the next second, Tristan wrapped his arms around her waist and licked the milk stains off of the corner of her mouth.
Despite having taken a few sips of milk just moments ago, Sophie felt her throat drying up at that instant. This feeling…
“Oh, Mr. Tristan…” she murmured.
Since he was hugging her tightly, she could feel his engorged private part pressing against her tummy.
“I want to devour you so badly!” Tristan uttered. She’s driving me crazy! If only I could… Argh! Forget about it!
“Sleep early. I’m going back to my room,” he suddenly said. I need to calm myself down.
“Okay. Go on!” Sophie nodded. What else can I say? I shouldn’t make it harder for him.
Tristan took the glass from her and emptied it before leaving the room.
Sophie then went to bed with her cheeks flushed. He’s so captivating! What should I do? I can’t wait to marry him and sleep with him!
The next morning, they had coffee and hash browns for breakfast at the dining table.
Sophie didn’t like bread, so Tristan would prepare whatever food she liked for her.
After breakfast, Tristan sent Sophie to the University of Medicine for her assessment.
Sophie got out of the car when they arrived at the University of Medicine, and Tristan couldn’t help suggesting, “Maybe I should just stay here to keep you company.”
“That won’t be necessary. You have things to attend to, no? It’s just a simple assessment. I can manage,” Sophie answered. There’s absolutely nothing to worry about. I’m only taking the assessment because those professors are concerned.
“Okay, then.”
“Go on! Don’t you have a lot of matters to handle at Lombard Group?” Lombard Group was a major corporation, so naturally, there were a lot of issues to iron out.
“But I don’t want to part with you, not even for a minute,” Tristan uttered half-jokingly.
“Oh? Then what should we do?”
“Kiss me. I’ll leave after you kiss me!” Tristan answered. I’m not asking for too much, right?
Sophie scanned her surroundings, and the place was teeming with students of the University of Medicine. In fact, some of them were looking at them curiously.
Right then, a gust of wind blew past and messed up Sophie’s long hair.
She then quickly tidied her hair up, bent forward, and kissed the corners of Tristan’s lips. Just as she was about to straighten her body, he suddenly cradled the back of her head and deepened the kiss.
“Wow! Isn’t that Sophie?”
“Who’s that man? Is he her boyfriend? He looks so dashing from the side!”
“What the f*ck? This is so unfair! Not only is she pretty, but her boyfriend is also dashing!”
