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“Oh, God,” I moan as he continues to play me like a well-tuned instrument. I can feel myself drawing closer to the edge, each deliberate stroke sending jolts of pleasure coursing through me. It’s becoming increasingly difficult to form coherent thoughts, much less respond to his probing questions.
“I…I…I’m…going to…come,” I gasp out, the words a pitiful plea as my body writhes in anticipation of an orgasm. The delicious promise of relief is threatening to spiral me into depths of ecstasy I’ve never known.
A vicious grin spreads across Luka’s face, a cruel glimmer lighting up his eyes as he takes in my desperation. “Oh, you want to come, do you?” he growls, his voice low and menacing. “You – a lying, deceitful whore – want to find release?”
The harsh words sting more than any slap, cutting through the fog of pleasure and desire clouding my mind. The reality of my situation comes crashing down on me; the danger I’ve put myself in is more apparent than ever.
“Please, Luka,” I whimper, my voice trembling with need and fear. “I…I didn’t mean to…”
“Didn’t mean to lie? Or didn’t mean to get caught?” he interrupts, his voice sharp as a whip. His gaze is scorching, burning into me as if he’s trying to peer into the depths of my soul.
As I stammer out my desperate explanation, Luka’s third finger plunges into my slick heat, stretching me further than before. His digits are thick and unyielding, yet the thought of his massive cock replacing them sends another jolt of arousal pulsating through me. His fingers are ruthless, digging deeper, harder. Each push is a command, a demand for truth.
“Go on,” he growls, thrusting into me, setting a punishing rhythm. The combination of fear and pleasure is mind-numbing, the force of his fingers driving me closer to the brink of sanity.
“I… My friend… She needed…help,” I stammer, my mind struggling to keep up with my words as pleasure surges through me. “Sonia – she’s a friend of a friend – didn’t show up…so I took…her place.”
Luka pauses, studying me, searching for any hint of deception. But I can only respond with gasps and mewls, my body writhing under his touch, the sensation so intense it’s almost unbearable.
“I don’t know Sonia,” I whimper, the words a plea for understanding. “I just… I didn’t mean…to lie,” I manage to utter between breaths. “I was only trying to…to…”
My words trail off, lost in the sea of my own desperation. I swallow hard, forcing myself to meet his gaze, silently begging for his understanding.
“My grandmother…she’s sick. Very sick. She needs medication, treatments… I…I needed the money.” My voice is shaky, but there’s an undeniable honesty in it. It’s the truth, laid bare in front of this intimidating man.
He stops. His hands drop from my body, landing softly at his sides. His gaze remains on me, studying me with an intensity that makes me shiver. The anger seems to have dissipated, replaced with a contemplative curiosity
Without the support of his hand, my legs give out. I crumple to my knees, a pathetic heap at his feet. My fingers find the front of his pants, clinging to the fabric in a desperate bid for stability.
I can feel the tears welling up, blurring my vision. They roll down my cheeks, leaving hot trails in their wake. The sobs catch me by surprise, bursting out in violent waves. They echo around the room, a testament to my desperation.
“I didn’t mean to lie,” I sob out, each word a plea for his mercy. “I didn’t know… I didn’t know about Sonia…about you…”
God, he has to believe me…or I’m dead.
Chapter 31
Luka
MUDAK! WHAT the fuck am I doing?
I shake my head, anger at myself heating my cheeks. Guilt gnaws at me, hot and relentless.
Shit, Luka!
She’s a goddamn wreck because of me. All because I couldn’t control my fucking temper. Sitting there on the floor, trembling, crying her eyes out. It’s all on me.
A part of me wants to rage, to shout and break something. I arrived here in a mood. Aleks’s betrayal gnawing at my gut, a bitter reminder of my own failure.
How the fuck did I not see it? Was I too blind? Too trusting?
Trust. The word tastes like bile in my mouth. Can I ever trust anyone again after what Aleks did?
Fuck, can Sophia ever trust me after what I just did? The questions hammer at me, relentless and cruel.
But damn her, she’s still breathtaking. Teary, flushed, all soft and shaken. Taking a deep breath, I sink to my knees in front of her.
Luka Ivankov on his knees. Who would’ve thought?
