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“A little,” she said sheepishly, which probably meant more than a little.
I kissed the top of her head and shifted her next to me. “I will clean you.” I got up and went to the bathroom. Grabbing a towel, I ran hot water over it.
Sorina watched me with half-lidded eyes and inky hair draped around the pillow. She looked like she’d been thoroughly fucked—which she had—and I was hard again. I crawled onto the bed, gripping her ankles, and slowly spread her legs apart. I ran the cloth up her inner thigh until I reached her juncture, and began cleaning her gently.
“That feels so good,” she moaned with a half smile.
Her blood spotted the towel, and some guilt slowly crept into my chest. “I’m sorry if I hurt you.”
“You didn’t, really.”
I tossed the towel aside, not bothering to clean myself. Regardless of my guilt, I had this compulsion to keep a part of her on me. My thoughts weren’t right, but I never said I was rational when it came to her.
I bent down and leveled my face over her mound. “I know you’re very sore, but I want you again,zaychik, and I shouldn’t.” I kissed her pink bud, savoring the softness and taste. I moved lower and lapped my tongue around her folds, over and over. She was quickly becoming my addiction, and I couldn’t get enough of her. Sorina was soon writhing beneath me, and I thrust my tongue into her pussy, in and out.
Her hands clutched my head, and she lifted her hips. I reached up and squeezed one of her tits. “I could eat you all night and never get tired.” That was the truth. If I died tonight with my head between her thighs, I’d consider it the best way to leave this world.
“I’m close, so close,” she breathed. I pushed two fingers inside her, and seconds later, she cried out in ecstasy. I wrung out every bit of her climax until she lay limply beneath me with her legs flung out to the side.
I licked her taste off my fingers and kissed her beautiful cunt. Crawling up next to her, I gathered her against my chest and drew the sheets over us. “Sleep, my beautiful, Sorina.”
“But you didn’t…” she murmured against my skin. She looked like she was about to pass out. I wasn’tthatmuch of a deviant where I couldn’t wait, all things considered. However, my dick was not in agreement. Soon enough, she would know about my sexual stamina, but not tonight. I absently played with her hair, staring at the ceiling. I felt the steady rise and fall of her body in my arms. My conscience was rearing its ugly head. There were at least fifty valid reasons why we shouldn’t be doing this.
I could sit here all night and analyze right and wrong, but I didn’t care nor want to at the moment. I knew I would catch shit from my friends if they saw Sorina walk out of my room. Oddly enough, it was the least of my worries. She was like my sister, and if Arty ever found out, he would blow a fucking gasket. I knew he cherished her like his own, and I knew he would not accept this. Sorina and me. I clenched her tighter against me.
Sorina
I woke up naked and disoriented, with a warm, heavy weight holding me down. I panicked. Then I realized I was squashed against Dmitri. He was as hot as a furnace, and his skin burned against mine. I shifted, but his arms tightened around me. I opened my eyes and found his deep blues staring down at me, drawing me in like a pool on an endless horizon. “Good morning.”
Heavy, dark stubble peppered his jaw, and he had a lazy smile on his face. His hair was mussed, and a lock fell over his black brow. His musk-filled scent of teakwood and all male was ingrained in my nostrils. This was real. This wasn’t an I-was-drunk-last-night excuse I could fall back on. I was well aware of what we did. Begged for it. Still felt the throbbing between my thighs this morning. Suddenly, shyness overcame me, and I dropped my eyes. “Good morning.”
His erection hit my upper thigh. Stiff and heavy. He leaned in and drew in my lips like we were a married couple who kissed like this every morning, and I responded accordingly, drowning in him. He was like the worst compulsion you knew you needed to kick, but couldn’t. I didn’t even know who I was anymore with the way I behaved around him. Nor did I seem to care.
He pulled me on top of him, running his hands through my scalp as I gazed down at him in wonder. Seeing his overwhelming presence up close in the daylight was something to experience. I ran my hand up his arm, entranced by the ink on his arm, and then I traced the lion tattoo over his heart, thinking about what he’d had to endure as a little boy trying to survive. I wanted to say something. Wanting to know more about his hardships. Give him words of sympathy, but he jerked the back of my head down until my lips crashed against his. “Nyet,” was all he said before he consumed my mouth.
When he pulled back, he asked, “Are you still sore?”
I shrugged, because I was, but it wasn’t painful.
“Do I need to give your pussy more attention?” He raised his eyes in concern and drew his hand down to my clit, circling it softly.
“Your words sometimes leave me speechless.” I fought against the sweet sensations. His touch was magical, but I had to stop this insanity. I’d never seen this softer side of him. I was certain he’d want to send me on my way last night, not treat me with care after we had sex. Definitely never expected to be here this morning, continuing where we left off.
“And you being speechless is impossible. Do you want me to eat your pussy or what?”
Gah. My face heated. “Dmitri, I have to go home. I have work to do.”
“The only work you have right now is to either let me take care of you or you take care of me.” He cupped my pussy like an exclamation point, as if I didn’t get the words he said. “That’s it.”
I shook my head. “We shouldn’t.”
“I know.” He leaned in and kissed me like the world was going to end at any moment. If it was, I was content dying with his lips on mine. He added, “I know we shouldn’t, but I told you there was no turning back once we started this. Tell me you feel the same way.”
His teeth scraped my jawline as he trailed his mouth lower to my neck. “I want you, too,” I sighed. He rolled me onto my back and climbed over me, continuing to explore my body with his mouth. My hands curled over his broad shoulders as I spread my legs wide, accepting his fingers inside me.
“Good,” he murmured against my skin. “Because you really have no other option now. You signed your fate last night.” He took my nipple in his mouth and sucked hard before he went lower, proceeding to send me off to the stars again.
Sweaty, with damp strands of hair clinging to my face, I fell back against the pillow. My body was spent and sated. “I need to go.” I tried to scramble off the bed, but he clamped my wrist in his hand, yanking me back down in my spot.
