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They nodded and I entered the room.
The place was empty, and I held my breath as I alternated looking around the room. However, before I questioned whether he was really there, Mikhail came out of one of the stalls and came close to me.
My heart raced and it was as if time had stopped, and he was walking in slow motion. With a well-tailored black suit, a white shirt without a tie with the first two buttons open, allowing me to see his neck and peek at a tattoo. More than his clothes, it was his eyes that attracted me. As intense as the sky on a sunny, cloudless day. His expression was tight, tense, and didn't soften when he stopped in front of me.
I raised my trembling hand, slowly moving up until I touched his thick eyebrow and traced the outline of his face. The man who had taken over my thoughts and dreams for so long finally stood before me.
“Mikhail...”
“Hi, Pietra.” His voice was even thicker and more penetrating in person, my whole body vibrated as I felt it echo through each of my veins.
“You are here.”
“I am.”
I was going to go up with my other hand to touch him too, but before I finished the movement, Mikhail grabbed my waist and pulled me, making me spin around and pressing me against the bathroom wall, leaving me breathless.
I didn't have time to say anything else before I was crushed by his body and silenced by the weight of his mouth. His tongue took me without asking for permission. I had never been kissed and never like that, I thought I would never breathe again. It was desperate at the same time it was delicious.
His hands, firm and heavy, squeezed my waist painfully, while he pressed me as if he were capable of transforming our bodies into one. He bit my lip, giving me a brief moment tobreathe as his mouth slid down my neck. His teeth dug into my skin and his lips sucked me. It was slightly painful, while at the same time making me feel insanely good. His hands went down my waist and he traced my ass. By reflex, I rubbed against him and felt the volume.
His hand went back up the front of my body and unzipped my pants, starting to lower them while his mouth gave no peace to my neck.
“Mikhail...”
He pulled down my panties and I sprawled against the bathroom wall, eyes widening as I felt his inappropriate touch.
“Wait... Wait...” Panting, I started pushing him by the shoulders. “Wait!”
He stopped, heeding my protests.
“What is it?”
“We can’t do that.” Trying to compose myself, I pulled my pants back up.
He banged his hands on the tile and made me lift my head to look at him.
“I thought you wanted me.”
“I can't do it like this...” I tried to put my thoughts in order while my instincts told me something else.
“I want you.” He rubbed his mouth on mine, and I felt him panting like a hungry and desperate dog.
“We can't do it like this.”
He let one of his hands fall from the tile and held my face, preventing me from looking at anything other than his eyes.
“Come to Russia with me.”
“I can't.”
He growled, not looking at all pleased with my answer.
“I came here...”
“To see me.”
“Yes.”
