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“What did you let him do to you?” he accused. “Hmm? What did you let happen?” “He kissed me on the neck first,” I confessed. And Kai threaded his hand into my hair, taking the hint as he gently pulled my head back and out, his lips on my neck, slowly nibbling. I released a breath, closing my eyes. “I liked it when he did that.” “You know those boys . . .” he scolded, kissing and biting me up and down. “They like the sweets too much. You have to be stronger and resist.”
🥵🥵🥵 akože táto časť bola .. ani je že pikantá, ale to napätie a konverzácia medzi nimi bola dosť dobré. Bless me, Father Kai, for I have sinned 😏
I trailed my eyes down Kai’s narrow waist and long legs, wishing for a moment that it was me in that room. Entertaining for a moment that I would ever let it happen. “Keep looking at me like that,” Kai spoke up, “and we’re going to have problems.”
“You know what I’ve thought about so many times over the years? More times than I care to admit?” he asked, planting a hand on the wall behind my head. “You and me in that tower, my hands on you, just feeling you. Remember that?”
Fucking amazing, I thought to myself. I could take on a two-hundred-fifty-pound guy, but a twenty-year-old escort got me shy.
I sucked in a short breath. “What are you doing?” He took another step. “Giving you a head start.” My stomach leapt. “But I don’t . . . I didn’t want to play!” “Oh, you’ve been playing with me all night,” he said, a growl lacing his voice. “Run. Because I turn into a very different person when no one’s looking.”
“Meet me at the Bell Tower tomorrow,” he told me. But I shook my head. “I can’t so soon. I’ll be on lockdown.” “I’m not waiting.” He leaned down to kiss a trail to my ear as he reached between my legs to rub me. “You either find a way out, or I’ll find a way in.
“No matter how you cover yourself, it’s never enough. You’re beautiful.”
“I’m not Kai,” he said, “and you’re not Banks.” There was something pleading in his voice that gave me pause. “Thunder Bay doesn’t exist, and we’re not in The Pope,” he continued. “It’s six years ago when I was happy and excited, and you were curious about everything, and my words were all it took to touch you.”
Smutno mi je, toľko tajomstiev, klamstiev, zrady, závisti, majetníctva a bolesti. Človek si myslí, že tu číta akože "dark romance", no pointa je aj tak tá, že toto je len príbeh, ako sa do seba zamilovali mladí ľudia, ktorým osud vôbec neprial.
Then he pushed all of my hair over my shoulder and began soaping my back. I twisted my head, reaching for the sponge. “I can do it.” But he pulled it away, saying gently, “I know you can.”
“Well, good. Happy to hear it, because I’m the only man whose attention you should be trying to get, and baby, you got it years ago while wearing another man’s clothes.” He kissed my temple, his hot breath sending chills down my spine. “So, you can imagine how fucking beautiful you are to me right now wearing mine.”