KatyaIt was a brief laying of lips against lips, yet I trembled, shuddering in need, gasping in wonder. His lips were gone almost immediately, and he gently placed a package in my hand, his voice throaty, thick, desirable,"I guessed you wouldn't eat much once I proposed sex to you, so this is dinner, for you and my little man. Tell him I will call him tonight."I stood, staring at him like I had lost all senses, my other palm clenched, itching to release and pull him down for a good proper kiss. But I forced my feet to move, making no attempt to speak lest my voice betrays me. After all, I was only going to stutter or mumble something incoherent that would make him laugh at me later.As I finally got into the elevator and the doors started to slide shut, my eyes were trained on him, his palms stuck in his pockets as he regarded me with shamelessly hungry eyes.Then he said thickly in a low voice, "Think about it, Katya. Just you and me, skin to skin, no strings attached." The do

KatyaHis voice was a raspy huskiness, his trimmed beard soft and caressing my face as he caught my ear in his lips.I wanted, needed him to kiss me. To feel the hardness digging into my thighs and discover what it felt like to have him inside me again. I craved and burned for his touch, I desired...him.But he was only teasing...The thought brought with it a realization of the game he was playing.In a second, I stood from his thighs as though I had been burned, my chest heaving up and down, every part of my body burning and tingling.When he looked up to me, his gaze was lazy with desire, but underneath it was that knowing smirk of satisfaction. Smugness.He knew exactly what he had done.Ferrara stood, looking impeccable and calm, as if he hadn't just had me in his thighs, as though he hadn't just driven me crazy.He stepped closer to me, covering the distance between us and reaching out to pull the messy strands of my hair backwards."So what do you think? You wanna begin now, to

Katya“You are making a mistake, Miss Petrov.”I was in my office in the evening catching up on the work I missed while I had been busy when Lee Alistair Jung walked in, holding a stack of documents, and breathing as though he had just run a marathon.I had expected him to call on me sooner, given how disappointed he had been when I walked out of the police station with Ferrara.Honestly, I had also given a thought to my actions but concluded that I had made the right decision.Ferrara might be a scumbag, but that didn’t mean that a murder he didn’t commit should be pinned on him.Then I was also trying not to think of that kiss which had rippled my insides. I looked up from my system and regarded him silently, then I massaged my neck, taking off the anti-bluray glasses perched to the bridge of my nose.“Didn’t you use the elevator?”I was standing up as I spoke, walking over to the couch where I motioned him to take a seat opposite me. But instead, Alistair sat beside me, his knees

KatyaTwenty minutes after the sound of grunting and humping and heavy breathing stopped, I remained in the closet.Literally.Footsteps and the sounds of opening and closing of the door implied that Carlos had left since.But he wasn't the reason I was hiding anymore. Well, on a scale of 1-10, I was way above twenty of being scarred.Finally, Matteo cleared his throat and knocked on the door, muttering, "Sorry, you can come out now."Could I indeed? No other Carlos would jump out of nowhere and start to fuck Matteo against the closet, probably spilling all over the...Oh dear, I was never going to eat properly anymore. "Um, sorry you had to see or...hear what you did. It's... It's safe now. Please come out, it's more awkward with you hiding out here." I cleared my throat, hugging my knees closely, "I don't think it gets more awkward than this, Matt." He mumbled something in response and said nothing else. About ten minutes later, I opened the door a peep and met the room arranged

Ferrara"Please, fuck me."That low purr was the fucking filthiest turn on, making my dick stiff as a rod, her luscious creamy body soft against mine. Heat broke out in my body and rolled down my temple as I watched her shudder in my arms, her head raised to reveal long porcelain neck with red marks from the bites I had made.I felt like a fucking vampire, wanting to eat her up and drink every juice in the intoxicating bar of her body. She tasted sweet, so fucking responsive to my touch, and when I scissored her pink rosy nipples and ran my fingers down her flat tummy, she threw back her head, laying it on my shoulders...Surrendering to me,Trusting me to give her the greatest pleasure.I caught her ear in my mouth and tortured her with my tongue, my fingers moving down to her waxed pussy.She gasped, her cries muffled by my palm on her lips. Then I slipped my fingers through her folds, rocking my swollen cock against the succulent flesh of her curved butt as I opened her wet body