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“Ah, Sebastian,” she whispered when my finger brushed her damp underwear, pressing over the sensitive spot between her legs. Her nipples were hard, stabbing the material of her dress, and I bet she was ready to take advantage of me. I truly hoped she would.
She kept moving her hand up and down my length, picking up the pace. It wouldn’t be long before I’d explode. My cock was throbbing, my balls felt heavy. Fuck, she was so wet, especially when I pushed the thin material of her panties away and dipped my finger into her entrance. Then, I began to rub her swollen clit, in sync with the motion of her hand. She whimpered for me, eyes big and glossed over, as she continued to give me the best hand job ever.
I wanted to make her come for me like she did in that hotel room in France. And then later, here, in the penthouse. I circled my finger over her clit until she moaned loudly.
A few more seconds and I was fucking ejaculating in her palm, my body stiff as my cock spasmed in her hand. This strain was painful in itself and I was forced to stop pleasing her because the dull pain blinded me for a moment.
“Are you okay?” she asked as I grabbed the shower door for purchase, breathing heavily.
“Fuck yeah, you did a number on me,” I said, putting my fingers to her lips. “In the good sense. Open up for me, see how wet your pussy was for me.”
Shock flashed through her beautiful eyes. She went red but obeyed me without hesitation. Deep, strong, and defiant desire filled the pit of my stomach. I was fucking falling for the girl who wasn’t supposed to matter at all.
I pulled my fingers out and then finally staggered inside the hot shower. I badly wanted Marinka to join me, but the space was small and I was utterly fucked.
She waited until I finished then wrapped the large white towel around me, not missing the sight of my cock. I went semi hard again when I wrapped my arm around her waist.
“You should lie in bed now. It’s warmer here and I think you will be more comfortable in the bedroom,” she said.
At that point, I was too fucking tired to argue and she was probably right.
She took me to bed and helped me lie down. Then, she went to my dresser and pulled out a pair of boxers and a clean t-shirt. I liked this new side of her, bossing me around and telling me what to do.
But deep down, she was a sensual creature. If I introduced her to my world of pain, she’d likely take readily everything I’d give to her.
“I need you to help me with something,” I told her when she helped me cover my still erect cock. Her eyes traveled to my face and she smiled weakly. I bet she was still wet for me, and horny, too, because I didn’t get her off. And when she was just about to ask what I meant, I quickly added, “But I will tell you all about this tomorrow. Now you just let me sleep. I’m fucking exhausted.”
“Good, you need your rest, but I have one request. I want a laptop or something remotely close so I can browse the internet,” she said.
She was smarter than I realized and I had to admit, she’d earned herself some privileges. I’d banned use of all devices because I hadn’t wanted her to get in touch with her family. Knowing what I knew now about how they’d treated her, I had no doubt she wasn’t going to be doing this anytime soon. Over the past few days, she’d also proved to me she could be trusted.
“Fine, you can use my laptop for now. It’s in the study and the password is pussy,” I said with a wink.
Her face lightened up instantly and the sudden warmth rushed down to my crotch area.
Then, she left and soon enough, I was falling asleep, dreaming about tying her up to the bed and fucking her with a toy. And it was the best dream I’d ever fucking had.
25
Marinka
I barely slept that night.First of all, I was so excited about finally having access to the internet and second, I was still very much turned on to even think about sleeping. Sebastian’s body was a work of art. I felt hot all over when I thought about his hard erection dangling between his muscular thighs.
The next few days passed quickly. Sebastian was on his best behavior. I also noticed he was much nicer to me than usual. He didn’t bark at me once and always thanked me when I handed him something.
We sort of fell into a new routine. I made him breakfast in the morning, then we ate together, talked a little, and watched a movie, all cuddled up. It was pure bliss and I truly hoped this would last forever, but it was wishful thinking. At some point, he needed to get back to his world and I needed to become Russina.
The tension between us was palpable. I flushed whenever he touched me and I wasn’t sure he noticed. Well, if he did, he wasn’t saying anything.
We both knew he needed to heal, first and foremost. The swelling on his face was completely gone now, but he was still struggling with basic movement, so I was really shocked to see him standing in the kitchen when I showed up in the living room in the early evening.
“What are you doing? You should be resting.” I stretched and quickly put my hands down, seeing that he noticed my legs. I wore shorts today because I wanted to be comfortable. He didn’t have a shirt on and that was distracting. There were several bruises along his left side, but damn, he reminded me of a Greek god.
“We are going out today. I have a family thing I need to attend. They are all expecting us,” he said, placing a plate of something that looked like risotto in front of me on the table. My stomach growled, reminding me how hungry I was.
He did talk to me about his family yesterday. They had no idea his ex-wife was dead, and he wanted me to convince them they should be making a deal with the head of the Russian mafia as they were keen to expand their business. I was supposed to let them know not to mess with the Italians. The challenge was that his brothers hated the Russians. I had been doing my own research and studying everything I had on the iPad about his two brothers, who seemed like wild cards. I wasn’t even sure if I could handle them.
“Tonight?” I asked, and started eating the food. It was delicious, but his muscular chest was distracting me. A tremor rushed through me when he stared at me with those dark eyes that could see through everything. All the scars and pain from the past. Every thought I entertained. He saw throughme. I hadn’t cut myself since we had our little discussion in his office, the night I got drunk, and I didn’t even feel the urge to.
