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Gabriele captured both of my hands and put them inside his warm ones. “But I can give you even more, Kira. I can give you a life where you can be free.”
“I feel free with you.”
He shook his head. “Not good enough. You deserve freedom, Kira. I can never take that away from you. I can’t live with myself if I do.”
He again touched my soul with his words. He was so different, so perfect. He cared nothing more than me, and even though I knew I wanted to be with him until the end of time, I still asked, “What are you gonna give me?”
Gabriele shook his head softly to gather his thoughts back. “I looked up and found someone I thought you might want to visit, and if not, you don’t have to. All I want to do is to set you free, Kira. I can't be another man who steals choice voice from you.”
“You would never do that,” I assured him. It didn’t seem like it was enough for Gabriele.
“I created a bank account and got a card for your name. I know you might now want it, but if it is not for yourself, I am begging you to accept for our kid. I also bought you a plane ticket to Russia.” All those didn’t mean anything until his last sentence. “And I have a paper with your mother’s address.”
My eyes widened. “My mother?” I asked. My mouth and throat were all dry. “She is still alive?”
Gabriele nodded, and there was a little smile on his face. He was sad to let me go, but he was also happy. He wanted me to be my own person. He wanted me to be free and strong on my own. He wanted me to have everything I lost years ago. “I looked up to it, and it was not too hard to find. She is still in Moscow, and now you have a ticket to go to her.”
I wanted that. I wanted to go to her so much. But I also wanted Gabriele. How the hell could I leave him? “I want you, Gabriele. Don’t you want to keep me?” he said he did just today.
He cupped my cheeks and looked at me with pain. It was really hurting him to look at me because I was too beautiful to him. And not just my body. “I want that more than anything, Kira. But I have to be different than them. I can’t make you dependent on me. I can't give you your freedom while you are still with me. Not truly. I want you to go out to the world and see how strong you are. I want you to see you can live by yourself and take care of yourself. I want you to see you don’t need anyone.”
He was ready to let me go just so I could reach my dreams. Just so I could be truly free. “I am carrying your child. Are you still going to let me go?”
His throat moved up, and he took out an envelope from his pocket. “Here is the card and the plane ticket and everything you need, Kira. I prepared them because I wanted to set you free. I want both you and my child with me, but if you want to leave, I will let you go, Kira. I can't take your decisions away from you. I cannot be like them.”
My heart ached. Everything ached. I took the envelope from Gabriele’s hand, making him wince, and then threw it away so I could wrap my arms around his neck. So, I could get so much closer to him. “You are not them, Gabriele,” I murmured and kissed him. His hands were on my waist. “You will never be them.”
He was still not kissing me, but I didn’t back away. When he said, “Kira,” as a way of warning, I pressed myself to him and kissed his lips again. “They ruined me,” I whispered into his mouth. “You healed me, Gabriele. Please heal me again. Heal me forever.”
And this time, when I kissed him, he kissed me back. He kissed me like he couldn’t stop himself. His hands were in my hair, on my waist. My hands were everywhere on him.
I couldn’t get enough of him. My hand went down and cupped his erection. He was already so hard. “I need you inside me. I need you to heal me.”
Maybe I was healed, but I didn’t care. I wanted more. I needed more.
Of him.
Of this.
Gabriele didn’t stop now. He groaned against my touch and almost ripped my clothing away from my body. In only seconds I was in bed, under him, naked. I kissed him senselessly. I kissed him until I couldn’t feel anything but him.
After my hands ripped his shirt off of his body, I reached for his sweatpants. “More. I need to feel more of you.”
He growled into me and then pushed himself off of me. He stood up next to the bed and lowered his sweatpants and briefs at the same time. His cock came into full view. He was so hard and heavy.
Looked so delicious.
I sat up and took him in my mouth, circling the thick tip with my tongue.
“Kira,” he groaned, and his hand came to my hair to stop me. I have never done this to him before. I never even tried after that first time. He never demanded. My memories of giving head were so horrible. Yet, I wanted to do this for him.
I also wanted to do this for me.
He was not them. Everything felt so good when it was with him.
“Darling, you don’t have to,” he said, but I could see the lust and want in his half-lidded eyes.
I licked his cock from bottom to top and whispered after I flicked the tip with my tongue. “I want to do it.” I sucked the tip, making him drew in a breath. But I wanted more, so I swallowed his cock into my mouth, making it hit the back of my throat. When I pulled back, there was a bridge of saliva between my lips and the tip of his cock. “I want to drive you crazy.”
