All Chapters of My Pretty Dirty Kitten : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

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Sixty-One: I'm Proud Of You

Gianna My spirit jolts out of my body, nearly sending me straight to the ER. I slam my laptop shut without a second thought before spinning around to face Dmitry. He has a coy smile playing on his lip and I can only pray he didn't read the text or even better, see what the site is about. “Why are you here?” I ask through my panic, his index finger lifts my face to meet him at eye level. “I should be the one asking questions, you must've broken your screen from how hard you slammed it.” I take a look at my laptop, silently praying nothing's wrong with it, Tamer might be spoiling me rotten, but that doesn't suddenly make me a billionaire. "My work is private, Dmitry." I point out, "I didn't want you reading the confidential emails." He cocks a brow and drops his finger, still smiling knowingly. "Hmm.." he hums, tapping the same index finger that was on my chin a few seconds ago, on his chin, "I've never smiled at confidential emails before. Work is supposed to be draining

Sixty-Two: My Rude Russian Lover

Gianna “Who’s texting you?” The question feels like a huge lump in my throat. It can’t just be coincidental that Dmitry is getting notifications the same time I send Tamer texts. His grip releases and his almost stiff neck relaxes when he looks away from the road for a second. “Jealous much?” He reaches for his pocket and brings out his phone, and hands it over to me. I look at the phone dangling between his fingers in confusion, What am I supposed to do with it? “Check who’s texting. The password is 1809.” I reach for the phone, the minute his password registers in my head I feel like I’ve been doused in cold water on a rainy night. My birthday. The same password he’s been using for six years by the way, and he’s changed his phone already so why keep the same password? “It’s not my business… I’m just curious. That’s all.” “My business is your business, Gianna. I have nothing to hide from you.” I heave a sigh I didn’t realize I’d been holding since thinking Dmitry

Sixty-Three: Let's End This

KevinI should not be surprised that he's here. I shouldn't feel this much rage. She's not really my girlfriend so why does this fucking hurt?A small tap snaps me out of my deathly thoughts, Bri hides behind me when she sees Dmitry holding up different flavor of Cotton Candy.I flash her a small smile, ruffling her hair a bit. “Don't be scared, a friend of Gianna is our friend.” Gianna who should be doing the honors stands completely still, and if we were really in a relationship id swear I just caught her cheating. Or maybe I did. “Didn't think I'd see you again, Golden boy.” Dmitry chimes, sarcastically and I hold back the urge to punch him straight in the face. “What can I say, you can't seem to leave my girlfriend alone.” I smile, pulling Gianna to my side. Dmitry’s eyes narrow at my eyes on her side but he doesn't move to pull her away from me. Instead he smiles. The fucker smiles so freaking wide he almost looks like Pennywise.“Here you go, princess,” he says handing over

Sixty-Four: Let Me Hold You

Dmitry Fuck!!! Fuck! Fuck! That's the only thing raging in my head as I watch my woman walking next to Kevin. This was supposed to be our evening, our sweet fucking date, and that jerkface just had to fucking ruin it. The only upside to this whole scene is Brianna. I still don't get how such a sweet soul is unfortunately related to a piece of shit like Kevin. “Are you Gia’s brother?” The little girl by my side asks with a smile and I have the urge to spill the beans about how much I love Gianna but the kid isn't the reason for my problems. I ruffle her, squatting to her level. “Something like that.” I say with a pretty much fake smile I've ever plastered on my face. The little girl eyes me, then squints at me like a teacher trying to figure out a student's lie then she pushes away slightly. “You are lying and I don't like liars.” I smile at her but don't follow, “Why do you think so, Brianna?” “You look at her like daddy used to look at mummy.” she pouts. Shit. Used is crazy,

Sixty-Five: Illegal

Gianna The past few days have been disgustingly perfect. Like something out of a honeymoon magazine I definitely can’t afford. My life has been simple—home, school, my room—texting and playing with Tamer—being with Dmitry. Mostly home-based dates, gaming, and… him. It's been fun. Too fun, if I’m being honest. Currently, Roxy sits across from me, staring at me like I’m an incomplete puzzle she can't seem to piece. “So why are we here again?” she asks, glancing around the mall. I shrug, trying to play it cool even though my heart is doing something stupid in my chest. “I wanted to get someone a gift.” Her brows lift immediately. “Someone?” I roll my eyes. “Don’t start.” “Oh, I’ve already started,” she leans forward, grinning. “Is this for Dmitry or mystery man?” We’ve—Roxy and I— managed to grow closer as the days passed, despite her brother’s heavy warning to stay away from me. She thinks I’m single. Also thinks I’m in some undefined thing with my brother’s best

Sixty-Six: Such A Fucking Hassle 🔞

Dmitry My eyes dance across the screen where Gianna stands and I've never so much wanted to be inside of a screen before. I mean, I can easily go to her room and rip that skimpy lingerie off her but that's out of the question. I cannot. God damn it. How's it possible to be jealous of yourself because right here and right now, Tamer is having a blast with my woman while I just fucking watch. And that's not fair. She moves her body at a different pace, while P Power plays in the background and somehow a song I've never heard has become my favorite song in the cycling world. Gi- Kitten, because sure as hell the liquid innocence is long gone- mouth a "Come Here." And I feel myself already leaking in my boxers. Fuck. Me. "Spread your legs." I command, my voice thick with need. One I have never in my life felt before, as she sits on the bed, angling the camera directly at her pussy. “Did you love my present?” She purrs, rubbing her pussy in a circular motion, batting her lashes be

Sixty-Seven: Too Hot, I Can't— 🔞

Dmitry The fire in her eyes is the last coherent thing I register before my control snaps like a cheap thread. “Do it yourself,” she’d said, voice husky and challenging. Fuck. Me. I rise from the bed in one fluid motion, towering over her. My hand shoots out, fisting the front of her thin robe, with one sharp yank and the fabric rips open with a satisfying tear. The skimpy lingerie she wore for Tamer is still on — black lace barely containing her tits, the crotch already soaked and clinging to her swollen pussy. “Fuck, Gia,” I growl, voice low and rough. I don’t bother disguising it anymore. “You look so fucking gorgeous.” Her breath hitches. “Dima—” I spin her around hard, pressing her front against the tall mirror on the inside of her wardrobe door. The reflection shows everything: her flushed cheeks, wide eyes, the way her body trembles between fear and need. “Look at yourself,” I command, crowding behind her so she can feel my cock straining against my jeans. “I want you

Sixty-Eight: I Warned You

GiannaMy body trembles underneath Dmitry, eyes fluttering shut from how drained I am. “You good, baby?” He murmurs, brushing my hair off my face, his cock still pulsing inside of me and I move slightly making him groan.“Mhm” I let out, my voice clearly gone from how much screaming I’ve had all night, but I don’t stop rotating my body on his, giving myself the slow friction I can’t help myself to get. “God, Gia. You keep doing that and we won’t stop anytime soon.” He growls, gripping my hand above my head and for someone who claims to want to stop, his free hand reaches down to my clit, rubbing it in slow motions. I whimper, the sound broken and needy. My hips roll again, chasing the drag of him inside me. He’s still so hard, so thick, filling me completely even after everything we just did. Every slow circle of his thumb on my clit sends sparks shooting up my spine.“Dima…” I breathe, barely a whisper.He leans down, lips brushing my ear. “You’re insatiable tonight, aren’t you?”

Sixty-Nine: Protect You

GiannaI see red. Pure unadulterated red fury. That’s all I feel. That’s all I can think of as I watch her arms around him.Because why the fuck is she here?Rhonda’s arms cross around Dmitry, pulling him close like she belongs there, like she didn’t just disappear and now suddenly gets to touch him again. Whispering something in his ear that makes his features go taut.My stomach twists in disappointment, my first thought is to grab her by the hair and drag her across the hall and out the house… hell, out the building.My second thought?To run.To walk away like I didn’t see shit. Like I always do.But I’m tired of that.Tired of running. Tired of pretending things don’t get to me when they clearly do.I clear my throat. They both jolt, pulling away from each other so fast it’s almost embarrassing—like kids caught stealing.It nearly makes me laugh.Nearly.“Gianna,” Dmitry whispers.I brush past both of them, head high, like I didn’t just see her hands on him.Even though my ches

Seventy: I Need Your Help

Gianna There's no sign of Dmitry when I wake up, not like I expected him to be on his knees with a cup of coffee in hand. That'd be asking for too darn much from pretty boy— Dmitry Orlov. I swing my legs off the bed, wincing slightly as I stand. My asshole still hurts from the sex last night and my legs feel so heavy. I need to start rethinking my decision to experiment shit, I mean for the time being it's a fun idea but practically? Hell no. I grab my robe from the chair and slip it on quickly, tying it tighter then head to the bathroom but I stop right in front of the mirror. Shit, did I look this much of a mess when I went downstairs last night? I groan, my face heating up as angry spots on my skin meets my eyes. I'll kill Dmitry. Bury him or maybe burn him alive. I think Tamer can help with that… my eyes widen, Tamer! I scamper back to my bed, searching for my phone. I need to confirm that I didn't send the video to him. My fingers clasp the device and I make the c

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