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I turn towards him, and in this confined space, I can’t help but drink in every detail of his handsome face again. Slowly, hishand rises up and cups my cheek. I close my eyes, parting my lips, and feel his mouth gently press against mine.

Unlike our kisses in Italy, this one is gentle. For a brief dizzying moment, I allow myself to forget everything that had just taken place and what I just agreed to.

A soft moan pours forth from my nose as he deepens the kiss, and in the doorframe of the suite, my trembling fingers reach forward to feel his hard body. Almost as if I’m trying to beg him through touch to not break my heart when this is over.

Even though I know that he will.

They always do.

Slowly, my hands make their way down, until I feel the throbbing hard heat between his legs. The space between us is shrinking by the second, and I feel him slowly guiding my body effortlessly towards the bed until we’re falling into it.

He drives apart my knees and I feel my pussy clenching in response to the closeness of his throbbing cock. My hands move up and down its length, and a shiver runs down my spine as I finally have a chance to feel just how big it is.

I mean, I’ve put my hands around my fair share of penises before, but this?

This is acock.

Just the word itself sends a burst of wetness gushing to the entrance of my pussy. The swollen girth feels impossibly huge in my hands. It feels so big that IknowI’ll need both of my hands to handle it.

It feels so big that I shiver at the thought of it entering me.

A massive hand circles around my waist tracing up the curves of my body until it encloses around my ass. Konstantin squeezes, and all thoughts and doubts are chased away from my mind. A light gasp tumbles from my lips and he swallows it as his tongue sweeps into my mouth.

I grab at his pants, and just as I finally manage to take hold of his belt, I hear someone clearing his throat.

With a snarl of frustration, Konstantin breaks the kiss and withdraws his hand.

I almost beg him to come back.

“Sleep well, Kitty Cat.” His deep voice rumbles just above my ear. “You’re going to need your strength when we arrive.”

I shiver.

He walks out to rejoin the driver who’s waiting for him outside in the cabin, and closes the door behind him to leave me alone by my thoughts and unfulfilled frustration.

Stretching out on the bed, I cross my ankles, gazing at the low ceiling. But all I can think about is how massive his cock felt in my hand. How good it felt for him to squeeze my ass.

I wonder how hard he can make me scream.

I’m fucked. I amsofucked.

Feeling more alone by the second, I try to soothe my brain at the unknown waiting for me when we land. I fantasized about Konstantin ever since I walked away from that patio in the Amalfi Coast.

Now he has finally returned to my life.

And it’s nothing like my fantasies.

It’ssomuch more.

I don’t know where he’s taking me. I don’t know when this will end.

But none of those thoughts remain within my head as I sink into the bed. Instead, all I can think about are the same questions running through my mind on that patio after he left.

Will he wake me with kisses? Will he keep calling me Kitty Cat when he fucks me?

Just then, a new question enters my mind, one that has been brewing under the surface ever since he shoved me inside of his car.

Will he ever let me go?

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