think he’s going to leave, but then he lowers his head and captures my lips in a slow kiss. Usually, his kisses are all-consuming, as hard as he fucks and as unforgiving, too, but right now, he’s kissing me with passion that reaches my bones. Like he cares. I kiss him back, lost in the moment, because it seems that I care, too. Fuck. I more than care. He pulls away, a small smile grazing his lips. “I’ve missed you, Lenochka.” And with that, he turns and leaves. I stare at the door after it clicks shut behind him. My mind is bogged down with the realization I had while he was kissing me just
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