He wasn’t going to have sex with me. I did that, because he unlocked a part of me I hadn’t even realised I had the key for.
I almost want to know what Kon would be like if he truly unleashed himself.
It’s not until my pussy throbs that I realise I’ve pressed my thighs together.
The pressure is almost pain—because that man is huge all over. But it’s not that thought that fills my mind. It’s the opposite.
The heat of the water on my skin and the presence of Kon behind me.
The tension between us is electric.
He’s hardly touching me, just holding my hair and leaning over me, one hand skimming up and down my upper arm. All very innocent compared to what we did earlier.
Which was absolutelyfilthy.
And I liked it.
My heart thuds and for a second I can’t remember what I should be considering.
“You’ll be with your sisters again. They’re longing to see you.”
Whether I’m going to desert the women here and trust this stranger to rescue me, and try to go back to my life as one of the Love sisters, rather than a sister alone.
“I’ll take care of you, Taylor. And your sisters need you.”
My heart pulses.
I want that.
This opportunity might never occur again. I don’t say anything, but I’m going to. I can feel the word “yes” forming in my mouth. It’ll break from my throat, any second.
He’s right. If the choice is my sisters or my friends, I have to choose my family.
But I can’t articulate any of that because I’m so aware of Kon. This beautiful, brutal, kind man who is naked in the shower with me.
I trusted him with my virginity, and that turned out better than I could have imagined, and he’s right. I owe it to Payton and Hayley to take this chance.
“You don’t believe me,” he says with an edge of sadness. He swears in Russian. “Okay. I’ll do it. We’ll get you all out.”
9
KON
I don’t sleep. I pretend to, closing my eyes and lying on the bed. Taylor is next to me, exhausted.
In the shower, I had her tell me everything she could remember about how the ballet moves from place to place. What modes of transport, when they usually leave. We stayed there, switching positions until the water ran cool.
There was a bit of dramatics as we left the bathroom.
She made to dress and leave, and I said, “You’re not going anywhere. I paid for the whole night, if I want you again, I’ll have you.”
I threw her on the bed and pinned her down.
She glared, and I warned her not to test me, or I’d make her pay.
And now, hours later, her breathing is deep and even.
My life. Taylor makes me feel like I’m alive for the first time in years, as though I’ve been dead inside and she’s my life in truth.
