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What Paul had done with the vibrator wasn’t punishment; it was raw possession. And I didn’t know what to make of it. But I let him take over washing me. He dried me off and placed me back on the bed.
“Paul, will you sleep with me?” I asked, my voice scratchy.
“I will, baby; just let me clean up first.”
He returned, freshly showered, with only a towel wrapped around his waist. Dropping the towel, he climbed into the bed and turned me onto my back, and desire washed over his eyes as his gaze raked over my body. He went down between my thighs—I was still sensitive and swollen—licking my opening and swirling his tongue around my clit. He glanced up at me with a sensuous glint in his eyes. “You’re my pleasure, Nadia.”
He’d take me as he wanted, and I’d let him. That was our dynamic. He knew just how to touch me to make me come. I watched him pleasure me until I got lost in another climax.
He moved up to the side of me and propped up on his elbow. “How are you feeling?”
“Weird. I don’t know…”
Paul moved onto his back and placed me on his chest. “It’s both of us opening ourselves up to each other. I hope this shows you that you have me, too.” He kissed my forehead. “Promise you won’t run from me again. If you do, I’ll have to accept that you don’t want me.”
Pain hit my chest. “But I do.”More than you’re ready to know.
“Three million and real estate in NYC could have helped your family and yourself, yet you turned it down just to be with me.” The amazement in his voice had me lifting my head to look at him. His eyelids were lowered, but I could still see his vulnerability. He couldn’t believe someone could choose him over money.
My chest went tight.I did it because I love you. “I truly care about you, Paul. You mean so much to me. So much more than money. I’d take nothing to be with you.”
He tucked me close to his body and I fell asleep content in his arms.
After our nap, we existed in our bubble for the rest of the night.
We made soup for lunch and Paul had the sunflower bread that became his instant favorite. Later, I went into the office and watched him work on his computer. I had headphones on as I knitted and fixed some of my designs. He brought me over to the desk to suck his cock, then pushed my upper body down on the surface of his desk that was cool and silky against my skin. He brushed his erection against my ass to heighten my anticipation.
Slap.The sting of his hand hit my buttocks. And it wasn’t because I did anything wrong; it was what he wanted to do. I surrendered to his will. His hand reached around the front of me and stroked my clit. He knew I was so aroused for him that I soaked his fingers. He removed his hand and spread my thighs. He was inside me in one powerful thrust, and I yelped in pleasure and pain. But Paul knew I could take him now. He wasn’t going easy on me. He picked a fast rhythm as I gripped the sides of the table. His thrusts pushed into me so deeply that he hit the end of me. I moaned and met his thrusts as he slid in and out.
“Paul,” I cried breathlessly as my inner muscles tightened.
“Don’t come,” he demanded sharply.
I clenched my teeth as Paul rolled his hips and lunged his cock in deep, setting off sensations that pushed me to the edge of climax. My breath came out in anguished pants, knowing I was about to come.
Slap.Paul hit my ass hard again. “Nadia, I feel it. I said don’t come.”
Paul knew my body; he felt my pussy tightening around him and the shudder as I spasmed.
“I can’t, Paul. I can’t. Ohh….” I cried out incoherently. He let out a reproving curse picking up the pace, working my walls. My inner muscles tensed as he reached my swollen clit and pressed, making me shake and twist as the orgasm kept going. “You came. I decide when you stop.” Only he would stop it. Paul demanded more surrender, and I gave it to him, shaking and moaning as he stroked and fucked.
“You give it so good, baby. Damn.” He groaned out, gripping my hips tight as he came. I was gasping, my heart pounding against my rib cage as I lost myself in the pleasure of the strokes of his throbbing flesh inside me. He held me there for a few seconds longer then lifted me up and carried me to the bedroom. “Damn it. I can’t get enough of you.”
Paul was my insatiable lover, and I loved every minute of it.
I woke in a panic in the middle of the night. Dad. I quickly found my phone and texted Mom.
Nadia: How’s dad doing?
Mom replied instantly.
Mom: I’m sorry I didn’t send news earlier. Dad’s having a good night and his doctor says he’s improving. However, they want to keep him for the rest of the week, just to make sure the anti-rejection drugs are working. They are giving him a course of dialysis too. But it’s more precautionary to make sure the kidney transplant remains successful.
Her message didn’t completely calm my nerves and I had a nagging worry. The doctors returned Dad to dialysis after the first surgery too.Is he really getting better?On the other hand,Mom’s message wasn’t negative, and Dad was receiving optimal care. Still, I said a prayer for his continued recovery.
Nadia: I’m happy Dad’s doing well. Please tell him I asked about him and I miss him. Let me know if anything changes.
Mom: Of course, I will, honey.
