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I’d figure that out tomorrow. Right now, I wanted nothing more than to feel this man’s hands on my bare skin.
“Good,” he growled. With a rumbling groan, he pulled me in for a kiss. It was brutally possessive, and very different from that initial sweet caress back in the hotel. This felt deeper and it made my body pulse with every passing moment.
When he pulled away, my breath caught in my throat as I gazed back. Before me, I saw a wild, savage creature, eyes dark with treacherous intent.
“Kneel,” he commanded.
With an aroused shudder, I lowered myself down one leg at a time. I panted with heat, gazing up at him from below. His whole demeanor was far more imposing from this angle and my pussy clenched hard.
His fingers traced down the edges of his suit jacket until he reached the soft leather of his belt. I gulped past a nervous ball of anxiety brewing at the back of my throat as he slowly unclasped it. He moved almost leisurely, like he was purposefully drawing out the tension between us for as long as possible. Was he enjoying this? Did he know what it was doing to me?
He undid the button of his slacks. The sound of the zipper coming down was daunting, but I found it impossible to look anywhere else.
In theory, I knew what to do even though I’d never done it. I’d seen a great deal of seedy things in my life, and I’d heard tales of what to do and what not to do more times than I could count, but now that the possibility of it finally happening was right there in front of my face, my nervous arousal was getting the best of me.
He pushed the zipper all the way down and the moment I’d been waiting for finally came.
He freed his cock.
Oh.Fuck.
It was far bigger than I anticipated. Would my mouth open wide enough? Would he let me take the lead or would he fuck my throat? What would it feel like if it pressed deep in between my legs? My mind short-circuited with questions, but then his hand caressed the side of my neck and all that nervous energy faded away as I looked up into the safety of his eyes.
His thumb traced the bones of my cheek and I leaned into his touch, knowing deep inside that a part of him cared for me, that he would never truly hurt me.
That made my courage brew anew.
I glanced back down at his cock, fidgeting anxiously as I took in the sight of it. It was thick, its girth probably far more imposing than its length. It curved upward and was probably a good ten inches long. The rounded head had a thick ridge that led down to the rest of it. I swallowed nervously as I watched the veins to either side of it throb with his own arousal. My pussy clenched and I pressed my thighs together as if to hide it.
That only seemed to make it worse.
CHAPTER5
James
Good fucking lord.
This girl was going to be the absolute death of me. Those steel blue irises of hers gazed up at me with such innocence and all I wanted to do was savor every moment of it until I broke it. Her doe-eyed nervousness made my cock as hard as a rock.
I could buy anything I wanted—planes, boats, mansions, the works. There were plenty of places where I could pay for sex and for the right to take someone untouched, but none of them would ever be like this.
She was a once in a lifetime sort of special.
Kasia was nervous and maybe even a little bit afraid, but she wasn’t here against her will. Sure, her bottom may have paid the price for her defiance thus far, but I’d seen the arousal stringing between her thighs afterwards. I could still see it now glistening on her skin.
She’d been the one to fall down to her knees.
She was the one staring at my cock like she was hungry to take it in her mouth.
I reached down and stroked myself casually in front of her, watching how her gaze followed my hand’s journey up and down my cock. She looked unsure in many ways, and it soon became clear to me that every single part of this was new to her.
I was going to delight in showing her everything.
I was going to show her the world.
She didn’t know it yet, but I had no intentions of letting her go back to Poland. I would never be able to sleep at night knowing that she would never truly be safe there. The Polish mafia and the Russian Bratva would never let her live, especially after she’d slighted them both.
She whimpered quietly, instantly cutting off my train of thought. She had placed her hands on her thighs, but she couldn’t keep them still. She probably thought she was doing a good job of hiding her arousal, but it was written all over her body.
