登入She pushed his right arm against the right side of the chair and wrapped the fabric around his wrist....not tight enough to cut off circulation, but firm enough that he wasn't going anywhere. Then she did the same with his left arm, securing him to the chair.His fourteen-inch cock was already hardening, straining against his jeans.Eve smiled....a fierce, wild smile that made his heart stop.She reached for his belt and unbuckled it slowly. Drew it out through the loops with deliberate care. Then she unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them down, leaving him in just his black boxer briefs.The outline of his cock was obvious through the fabric.Eve looked at it for a long moment, her expression unreadable.Then she hooked her fingers into the waistband of his boxers and pulled them to the side.His monstrous cock sprang free, already fully hard, already leaking....and Eve's breath caught."Jesus," she whispered."Eve...." Dimitri started, but she was already moving.She sank to her knees
Eve stood there in the dim light of the hotel room, and she looked like she hadn't slept either. Her eyes were slightly swollen from crying. Her hair was pulled back in a messy bun. She wore one of his shirts, the one he'd dressed her in before he'd fallen asleep holding her.For a moment, neither of them moved.Then Dimitri stepped forward, pushed into the room, and closed the door behind him with his foot.He looked at her face for a long time then he pulled her close and kissed her.The kiss was hard enough that she made a small sound of surprise. Hard enough that she had to grip his shoulders to stay standing. Hard enough that she couldn't breathe, couldn't think, couldn't do anything except feel him.When he finally pulled back, they were both gasping.He just stared at her face, as if she might disappear if he looked away. As if the hours apart had been a dream and she was about to vanish again."I'm sorry," he said, his voice rough and absolutely raw. "I'm so fucking sorry, Eve
The room went completely silent.Eve was at the hotel. Safe. Intact. Sitting in a room she'd rented to be alone.And the relief that flooded through Dimitri was so overwhelming that it almost brought him to his knees."Security cameras?" Dimitri asked, his voice steady again now that he knew she was alive."Reviewing. Looks like she went straight to her room. No detours. Didn't interact with anyone except the front desk, and she used a credit card that has no connection to you."Which meant she'd planned this. Not spontaneously decided to leave during their fight. She'd been prepared. Had a backup plan. Had the foresight to use her own resources instead of anything connected to him.Of course she had.Eve was smart. Eve was capable. Eve was exactly what she'd told him she was: a woman who could take care of herself.The knowledge didn't make him feel better."We don't approach her," Dimitri said to the room. "Not tonight. She left for a reason. Marco, pull the security detail back to
Nonna was making coffee, still in her pajamas, unaware of the catastrophe that had just occurred."Where is Eve?" Dimitri's voice was raw. Desperate.Nonna's expression shifted from peaceful to concerned in an instant."I have not seen her since she came home from work," Nonna said carefully, studying his face. "I went to bed early. Dimitri, what happened? Why are you....""She's gone." The words felt like they were being torn from his chest, leaving him bleeding. "Her suitcase is gone. She left."He pulled out his phone with shaking hands, dialed Eve's number.It went straight to voicemail.Then again. Same result.Her phone was switched off. Not dead...switched off.A choice.Dimitri stood in the kitchen of his penthouse, holding his phone, feeling the world tilt on its axis.Then he called Mike.His best friend answered on the third ring, his voice groggy with sleep."It's 3 AM," Mike said. "This better be....""Eve is gone," Dimitri said, and he heard the panic in his own voice. "
For a moment, Eve thought maybe this was over. Thought maybe he'd let her go now, thought maybe they could actually talk about what had just happened.Then she felt him hardening again inside her."No," she whispered, her voice hoarse. "Dimitri, please, I can't....I don't have anything left....""You can," he said, rolling them so she was on top, his hands gripping her hips. "Ride me. Show me you're not leaving. Show me you're staying."Eve shook her head, her body already pushed past its limits, but her hips were already moving. Already taking him deeper. Already coming apart again.***POV: DIMITRIHe fucked her for what felt like hours.Changed positions. Changed angles. Changed everything except his absolute, unshakeable refusal to let her go.She came at least seven times. He genuinely lost count after four.Doggy style with his hand wrapped around her throat, feeling her pulse beneath his palm. Missionary with her legs over his shoulders, going so deep she couldn't do anything b
Each one a punctuation mark in this new dynamic."What are you doing?" Eve's voice came out small and frightened and something else....something she didn't want to acknowledge.Dimitri didn't answer.Just finished unbuckling his belt and let it drop to the floor. The sound it made hitting the hardwood seemed impossibly loud.Then he bent down, picked her up by the waist, and stood her on the bed.....making her taller, making the positioning different. Making it impossible for her to reach the door."Dimitri, no...." Eve started, but he was already moving.His hand went to her blouse....the silk one she'd worn to the office, and in one sharp motion, he ripped it open. Buttons scattered across the white bedspread like snow."You can't keep me here," Eve said, tears starting to stream down her face. Tears of anger and betrayal and something else she couldn't name. "You can't do this. Let me go. Please, let me go. I don't want...."His hand closed around her bra and tore it away with the
She had. She really had."When?" she asked. "When do you think... when would you want...?""To marry you?" He smiled. "When the six months are up. When you've had time to truly know what you're choosing. When there's no doubt in either of our minds that this is forever."Four and a half months.Fou
The arousal was shameful and involuntary and made absolutely no logical sense, and it was there regardless, coiled low in her stomach alongside the shock, the two things existing in completely contradictory parallel the way they had since the warehouse.She heard the shower run.She heard it stop.
POV: EVEThree days after Mike left, Eve had started to believe things might actually be okay.Not perfect. Not simple. But okay.Mike had stayed for dinner that first night....had eaten Dimitri's pasta in near silence, had answered Eve's careful questions about London in short sentences, had looke
POV: EVEShe'd moved to the living room by the time the afternoon light started going golden, tucking herself into the corner of the large grey sofa with a different contract....one she was actually managing to read this time and a second coffee that had gone cold twenty minutes ago.Dimitri was in







