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I raise an eyebrow. “Okay…”
I get up and gingerly follow him outside to where he’s prepared a beautiful-looking table with a roast chicken, various vegetables, rice, potatoes, and gravy. All my favorite comfort foods remind me of Nonna’s kitchen when we were on winter break.
He lights the candles and pulls my chair out for me. “This is a nice surprise.”
“I promised to treat you right,” he says with a big smile. “So this seemed like a good start.”
The meal is delicious, and Evgenii does most of the talking. I hadn’t noticed how little he had spoken to me when we first met, but now he regales me with stories of Europe and Russia and his family's escapades traveling.
“That’s why Nat wasn’t here before. She was doing stuff in Europe with my parents. I don’t know what happened that made her want to come to settle here with me, but undoubtedly she’ll eventually tell me.”
I haven’t stopped smiling. I pretend to sip my wine and look out through the window. “This has been so nice.”
“I would do anything for you,” he promises. “I would die a thousand deaths if it meant I could be with you for a minute. I was a fool for not realizing that sooner.” His eyes shine with longing as he looks at me.
“We should get to bed,” I shift in my seat. “It’s getting late.”
I pause outside my room, and he stands just in front of me.
“Do we have to sleep apart?” I ask quietly.
He looks at me, hopefully. “No. We can do whatever you want.”
“I want to come to bed with you. Let me get some things.”
I fetch what I need and follow him to his bedroom. He washes up as I brush my hair out and remove my makeup. I hear him go to bed as I get washed up. I pull out the silk nightie I smuggled into his room and slip into it and a g-string.
I am going to ensure, no matter what, he thinks I love him, even if it means having to sleep with him.
I guess I at least get decently laid.
I fluff up my hair and check my breath before I come out of the bathroom.
He’s reading a book, and it's a moment before he realizes I haven’t walked to the bed. He glances up, and I see him swallow.
“I forgot you had a thing for silk,” he says quietly.
I nod. “I always have. I love the way it feels on my skin.” I slowly and deliberately run a hand up the side of my nightie, lifting it slightly so he can see the front of the red lacy g-string.
He shifts in bed, adjusting the blankets.
“It’s fine,” I say, tilting my head to the side. “I want to.”
He licks his lips slowly, and I give him the sexiest smile I can manage. “Move the blanket away. I want to see that you want me too.”
He throws the blank off him, his dick pitching a tent in his boxers.
“Pull it out,” I say quietly. “You know, I haven’t… Not since us.”
He lets out a little groan, and I can’t lie, it makes me a little wet too. I squeeze my legs together as he rests back and pulls his hard, thick, vein-laced cock out of his boxers.
My breath catches, and I grin. “Really happy to see me.”
He slowly strokes himself, his eyes locked on mine as I speak, “I… I’m still sore, so I want you to be gentle.”
“I will do whatever you want,” he murmurs.
I raise my hands to cup my breasts, easily finding and teasing my nipples through the fabric. I swap, letting my left hand tease my left breast while my other hand snakes between my legs and rubs between my lips. The material is soaking.
