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Ican’t believe this is happening. Last night was bad enough, but I have no excuses tonight. I watched five men lose their life tonight and all I can think of is finishing what we started yesterday in the hotel room. James appears to have forgotten all about his brother and the fact he also witnessed five murders, knowing he could have been one of them, makes me wonder if the blow he took to the head has caused some kind of memory loss.
When Mikhail alluded to last night, I didn’t think I could be more embarrassed but I am now. I am a slut. A brazen cock sucking slut whore who picks up men and fucks them with no regard for her morality.
My brothers were right not to trust me because the first chance I got, I plucked the first man I met and offered myself to him on a plate. That was bad enough,but this repeat performance tells James it wasn’t a one off and I must do this kind of thing all the time.
But I don’t.
I don’t sleep around and can count on one hand the number of sexual partners I’ve had. The fact I’m twenty-five years old is just an embarrassment and last night was supposed to be anonymous.
Way to go, Ana, fucking your boss is the complete opposite to anonymous and I’m supposed to be the clever one in the family.
But James is—well, he is something else and when he gazes into my eyes with that angry frown, loaded with lust and desperation, I am gone. When his dark brown eyes heat with lust and his strong hands slide against my skin, I lose all reasoning.
I want him more than anything, and I am weak to refuse something I’m unlikely to get another chance at.
We reach my bedroom and I’m reminded that this is the first night in my new apartment. I haven’t even slept in the bed yet and now I’m about to christen it with a man I should have shown the door.
“James, I—we–”
He spins me around and his fierce gaze sends a shiver down my spine as he places his finger on my lips and whispers, “One night, Ana. A hall pass if you like for both of us. However, if it makes you feel any better, I have an idea.”
“What idea?”
I blink as he glances around the room and says casually, “Have you got a scarf or a sleeping mask anywhere?”
“In the drawer.”
I point to the table by the bed and he drops my hand and heads over there, removing the silk mask from the drawer that was placed there by my staff. In fact, everything has been meticulously arranged as per my wishes. My closet is stocked and the bathroom is full of supplies. The kitchen is bursting with groceries and my personal possessions are unpacked and in place. I could tell him where everything is because it’s the same in every house my family owns. My room is identical in all of them, which is why the apartment wasn’t quite ready when I arrived. It is now and as James advances with a wicked grin, he smiles as if the devil is about to rent a room.
As he lowers the mask in place, his fingers brush against my face and he whispers, “Now it’s my turn.”
He edges the rest of my clothes from my body, leaving me naked before him, dressed in nothing but vulnerability and a sense of freedom.
Now I can’t see him it doesn’t seem quite so bad. It’s as if I’m alone with my fantasies and every sense I possess is on alert.
He leads me across to what I assume is the bed, but I’m surprised when he pushes me down onto the chair set by the window. He grips my ankle and he ties something around it and then he does the same to the other one, so I am spread out before him like some kind of virgin sacrifice.
“James, wha–”
“Trust me, Ana. Relax, I’m taking my time.”
He pushes me gently back so my back hits the chair and presses light kisses on my breasts, trailing down to my stomach. His hands run down my thighs and his soft kisses cause me to shiver as he takes his time before he reaches my aching pussy.
He runs his tongue the length of my slit and I moan as my fingers tangle in his hair. My clit throbs as he takes it into his mouth and bites down softly, my needy groan his cue to continue.
The most sensual experience is feeling rather than seeing, as he stimulates my clit while his fingers penetrate deep inside me. A burst of pleasure erupts inside me like fireworks and I moan his name, “James.”
So many sensations are dragging through my mind and body and as he takes his time, I am no hurry for him to stop. I have never felt so worshipped before. So consumed, and the flutter in my heart is solely there because of him.
His fingers curl inside me and brush against my g spot and I strain against the restraints that are binding my feet apart.
“Oh, God–” I can’t stop the huge explosion of pleasure that begins as a small wave and then gains in momentum and as I ride the biggest wave of my life, he is there to catch me as I fall.
It doesn’t end there. If anything, it’s only the beginning and take out is now the furthest thing from ourminds. His brother is forgotten and so is mine as we give in to temptation and make the night count, exploring every conceivable way we can use one another for pleasure and sexual gratification. It’s a marathon, not a sprint, and the dawn is knocking on the door before we even realized it was dusk.
My entire body is used, sore and abused and yet I have never been so happy and now I completely understand what insatiable lust means.
We are lying naked,side by side, on the white silk covered bed as the first light of the next day inches its fingers around the drapes as a wake up call.
