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Noel: You won’t answer my calls. If you don’t call back, I’m calling my brother.
Noel: Where are you, Tomas?
My poor little baker is sick with worry. I text him immediately, so he can calm down.
Tomas: Shhh, malysh. I’m heading home now.
Noel: Thank God. What happened?
Tomas: I spoke with him. Now we wait for his decision. I’ll be home soon. Tell little Ani a bedtime story and get her all tucked into her new room.
Nine
Noel
The bedroom door creaks long after I read Ani her bedtime stories, and my heart beats a mile a minute as I pray it’s Tomas. I’ve been on pins and needles all night, wondering if he was going to make it home in one piece. He texted me earlier that he was on his way home, but I’ve seen the mobster movies. These people are ruthless, and no matter what he says or does, I doubt they’re going to take kindly to a murder witness walking around.
Tomas walks into our room, a warm smile on his face as his eyes rake over me. I watch him strip down to his boxers, cataloging all the scars on his legs, arms, and torso. He has deep slash marks on his back. There’s a story behind them, and I’m not sure I want to know. His lifestyle scares me.
He slides into bed and immediately envelops me in his warm, hard body. He smells like a cigar, and the earthy, tobacco scent soothes me. I’m always the strong one–the strong father, son, business owner, brother, and friend, albeit they’re few and far between nowadays. It feels nice having someone hold me for a change, even if he was holding me hostage in his winter wonderland cabin.
“What happened? Is it over?” I ask him.
He nuzzles his face in my neck, licking and nibbling on the skin. He peppers kisses over my cheek and jaw, and I’m almost distracted enough that I forget what I asked him.
“Hey,” I roll over, trying to get his attention. “What's going on?”
“I have it in hand,malysh. Don’t worry,” he rasps before grasping the back of my neck and bringing me in for a deep, drugging kiss.
His tongue invades my mouth, dancing with mine in a rhythm that has me panting against his lips, on the cusp of begging him for more. He sucks my bottom lip, then pulls away.
“Know that I’ll do whatever it takes to keep you and Ani safe. I told you, you’re both mine, and I protect what’s mine.”
“I’m yours, huh?” I ask, astounded at how easily he decided I was his minutes after chasing me through my bakery.
“Yes, my little baker, you are both mine.”
“Hmm, why don’t you show me?” I ask him, rolling onto my back and taking him with me.
He settles on top of me, kissing his way down my neck, across my chest. Taking my nipple into his mouth, he bites down hard, making me cry out. He puts his hand over my mouth and gives me a wild look.
“Shhh, you better be quiet,” he orders me. “Or do I have to gag you?”
The thought of being gagged during sex should be odd to me, but the image of Tomas stuffing my mouth to silence me while he gives me mind-numbing pleasure has my hard dick leaking. I nod, and he laughs softly
“That look on your face will be the death of me,malysh, but I won’t be gagging you tonight. I want you to be able to talk, in case it’s too much.”
I don’t think anything this man can do to me would be too much. I went from an overworked baker who never got any to a man who rolls around in the sheets with a mobster who makes orgasms feel other-worldly.
“I want you,” I whimper as I stroke my hard cock.
“Show me that ass,” he growls, knocking my hand away. “Don’t touch yourself.”
I roll over, getting on my hands and knees, my ass in the air while my cheek rests against the sheets. He smacks my ass hard, the burn coursing through me like blazing fire.Fuck, it feel so good. He smacks me a second time on the other cheek, and a soft moan escapes me. I didn’t know pain could feel so good.
“Who do you belong to, boy?” he asks me in a low, menacing voice.
“Daddy, I belong to you!” I say again as I revel in the heat of his hand, the loudcrackit makes when it strikes my skin. The thought of him using something other than his hand one day takes my breath away.
