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  I couldn’t give him a response because he ground into me good at that point and my pussy started to spasm around him. It was so dirty, what he’d just said, and it made my brain explode with images. I liked the idea, I couldn’t deny it.

  Pleasure that burned every other thought away tore through me as I thought about it all. Not just the naughty parts about someone who might watch us, but about Andrej’s admission that he’d jerked off alone, and I stopped breathing I came so hard.

  Andrej increased his thrusts, driving deeper and deeper until I felt his body stiffen and he emptied into me, something that always made me twinge with pleasure.

  If only I could stay right here forever.

  Chapter 16

  Andrej

  I was going to die if she didn’t wake up soon, I thought as my hips moved against her still form. I gently fucked myself against her ass, against her wet slit. I could feel her pussy, just against my dick, at the base, with each thrust of myself up between the globes of her ass. She was asleep, but not for long if I could help it. I’d woken up in the dark, her body tangled into mine, hard as a rock for her. Something about the wildness of her passion tonight had me on edge, and I needed to make her mine again before the night was completely over.

  “I need you, Cara. I need your wet pussy. I need to be deep inside of you, fucking you until you come all over my long, hard dick. I need you so much, baby. Come on, Cara, wake up and tell me I can fuck you.” I was desperate, and I’d lost my own control the moment I woke up and felt how wet she was against me. My hand slid down to her nipples, and at last she sighed as she woke up.

  “Oh, that wakes you up, huh?” My lips brushed at her ear and she whimpered with need. “Is your pussy that greedy for me, Cara? Because my dick is greedy for you, baby.”

  I had a feeling all of her would never be enough for me. Fear had taken root in my chest and I needed her to take it away, to promise me she’d never leave me.

  “Fuck me then, before we both die, Andrej.” Her need was as instant as mine and she was almost crying now, her need was so powerful. Mutual desire had created this burgeoning need, an almost painful desire inside of us both that would only go away when the world exploded for us.

  I tilted her hips forward at the right angle and slid between her thighs, on my side with one hand under her left knee to hold her thighs open. She turned her head away and gasped. I knew we both needed to just come, the need threatened to burn us both alive if we didn’t.

  My heart pulsed as I felt her open around me, as she engulfed all of me with her heated velvet. Being inside of her was heaven and it took the edge off the fear that she would soon disappear. The fear wouldn’t leave me totally, but when she let me inside of her, it eased off to a quiet place in my mind.

  I rocked into her, out, over and over again, until she panted in front of me. That’s when I stopped. I wanted her to beg for more. I needed to hear her say she needed me.

  “Don’t stop, fuck, what are you doing? Don’t stop, Andrej, not yet, I need more.” She gave me what I needed softly, on the verge of where she wanted to be most. I waited, my breath held for something more though. What, I wasn’t sure, but I knew I needed something else.

  I hesitated, and she tensed as she felt me pulse within her. I held her knee and waited. It would come, whatever it was, if I waited. And then she did it, she knew exactly what I needed and gave it to me.

  “Please,” she begged me sweetly and gave me everything I needed.

  I ground into her again, this woman who seemed to have stolen my very soul, my Cara. She had some kind of power over me, she filled me with this need that was a wrench in my guts, in my brain. She drove out every bit of my past, the loneliness I’d felt, the hollowness of an empty life with so little effort. All she did was be herself, and that was enough.

  I stroked into the heated depths of her again and reveled in the sensation of her pussy as it sucked me deeper. I gave her all of me as I pinched her nipple with my fingers tightly, until she bucked her hips back into mine. I knew she wanted to just get there, but I held back. I wanted it to be perfect, for both of us, so I made us both wait.

  “Andrej, please…give it all to me, please, baby. Please, make me come.” Her pretty words made my dick throb and finally snapped the little bit of control I maintained with her. That was what I’d needed to make it all perfect, Cara’s sweet words as she begged me to fuck her senseless. I plunged into her velvet heat, and lost myself in the way her walls seemed to suck at me as I pulled out only to suck me right back into her. I had a moan of my own as she moved with me, in tune with my rhythm.

  Her long legs, pale and smooth, opened for me as her left leg came around my hips as I drove into her hard and fast. My left hand held her hips tight, but she still moved in time with me. She still moved against me to urge me to take all that I wanted. I gasped a sound that was almost pain, but was pure pleasure as I felt that first sweet pulse of her pussy as it gulped around me.

  Cara gave a sigh of relief as I filled her, her fingers clenched at me, dug round little half-moons into the flesh of my hips as she came apart around me. I loved the way her gasps made my dick twitch with anticipation, but I wanted her to writhe beneath me, to lose all control. I pushed my hands up to her breasts, to tease at sensitive nipples, until she came again, hard and fast on the heels of the last one. I loved how she came so easily, with little effort, as if she’d been made for fucking.

  I looked down at the temptation that was her firm breasts, at the way they filled my hands, and heard her gasp my name. She was no longer a stranger, she was the woman I couldn’t get enough of. No matter how many times I fucked her, I could not get her out of my system. She was a drug that intoxicated me, and I knew I’d need a hit from her for the rest of my life.

  I wanted to see her ride me, I wanted to look up into her face when I emptied my balls into her, so I pulled her over me. She hovered over me for a moment, confused but found her place quickly and sank down onto my hard dick with abandon.

  “Fuck me, Cara. Take me to the end of the world with you.” I knew I’d been right to change positions when she began to move on me. Cara’s hips moved with abandon on me as she took me deep inside of her body. She wasn’t afraid of judgment, or how she might look, she just wanted. She would take exactly what she wanted too, and I knew it when she looked into my eyes. There was no shame there, no worry, only pure, raw desire. I tried to hold back, I tried to wait, but I lost myself in the sound of her breathless cries of pleasure.

  Her long, tapered fingers clutched at my shoulders, and she bent to offer me her breasts, her back arched over me in a way that drew my hands. I smoothed my hand up her back and then around to guide a dark nipple into my mouth. I groaned when I tasted her, when her walls tightened around me in response to the wet heat of my mouth. I couldn’t get enough of the way her nipples felt on my tongue, and the way each tug of my mouth made her hips jerk.

  The smell of her desire filled the air, it surrounded me, it was on my fingers, and I wanted so much more than this moment. That mixed with the way she touched me, a touch that had been perfected over the weeks, began to overwhelm me. I only had seconds left and when she cried out my name, my dick pulsed deep and long within her. We tipped into a world of pleasure together, a world where only sensation existed.

  I no longer felt stress, or pain, only this narrow edge of pleasure. Seconds that lasted for an eternity gave me all of Cara I needed, but made me want even more. I pulled her face down to mine and opened her mouth with my tongue. I sucked in her air, I sucked on her tongue, and took her soul into mine. At least it felt like I had by the time my body let me breathe again. Cara was mine, she would always be mine. It didn’t matter if I had been a dick, this woman was mine. She knew it and I knew it, because I was as much hers as she was mine.

  She slid from me and fell to her side of the bed this time. I spooned my body around her, glad that she had at least had some peace tonight. No sickness so far. Perhaps it was done then,
I thought, as I held her to me. She deserved some peace and quiet after so many weeks of illness. I don’t know how she’d stood it.

  I remembered Amos’s words, and hoped that I’d somehow made a difference in Cara’s view of me tonight. I’d never thought about it, but he’d been right. I’d treated Cara the same way I’d treated the other women in my life. As something that could be easily replaced, discarded when her usefulness was gone. Even my mother had tried to warn me, but I hadn’t listened.

  My mother had sat there in her recliner and all but point blank accused me of treating Cara like a whore. I’d taken it as grandmotherly concern for her granddaughter’s well-being, but now that I thought about it again, I had to wonder if my mother hadn’t felt pity for Cara. Had she felt such pity for my father’s lovers? Surely, she’d known that each one would be discarded when my father grew tired of them. Did she really think I was that callous?

  That made me look at my own track record, and to be honest, Amos, Paloma, and my mother had been right. I hadn’t treated Cara as I should have, even if I’d cared so much for her on the inside. I’d kept those feelings back though, hiding them like they needed to be hidden away.

  I may not have been the whoremonger he was, but I hadn’t been much better than my father up until that point in my life. The point where Cara invaded my brain and wouldn’t let go. I pulled her more tightly to me, and she protested. Her breath soon became even, with a soft snore. She was content, at least, with what I gave her.

  But then, why had I been so afraid when I woke up? It was more than just the desperate way she’d clung to me, it was more than the way she’d caved in to my demands and gave me what I needed, exactly when I needed it. There was something in her eyes, some sadness that nothing had erased. I smoothed my hand down her back and wondered.

  Had she given up on a future I’d never promised? More fool me, that I’d never made that promise. She was as pure as her skin, her intentions were good, and I think she loves me. Who else would put up with such bullshit from a man but a woman in love? I’d trampled over her feelings, and I’d ignored the hurt in her eyes when I’d been a dick to her and left her to deal with sickness on her own.

  I’d been selfish when I left her in that bathroom. I should have ignored her words, picked her up, and dragged her off to the doctor. I’d failed even that test, but yet, here she was. That didn’t mean that would always be the case. I decided then that I’d take her to the doctor myself tomorrow, and that I’d promise her anything she wanted, so long as she stayed. I fell asleep at last, my world as it should be finally.

  Chapter 17

  Cara

  I wrote a note to Andrej, one to Livia, and one to Alexa. I picked up the phone in my room and ordered a car before I turned to the closet. I retrieved my packed bag, rolled my large case through the halls, and out to the service exit. And just like that, I was gone from the palace that’d been my home.

  When I was at the airport, with a flight to Berlin, and then America in my future, I finally exhaled and closed my eyes. I wouldn’t rest easy until I was back in America.

  I sighed and waited. When the flight number was finally called, I jumped up, held out my boarding pass to the security person there, and took one final look back. Would Andrej stop me at the last moment in a scene that would melt the hearts of movie-goers everywhere? Would I see those beautiful eyes one last time before I tore myself away in tears?

  I looked around the airport, but I didn’t see him. I only saw strange faces and the dead gaze of security personnel. I turned back and boarded the plane.

  This wasn’t going to be easy, I’d have to stay in a hotel somewhere until I could find an apartment to live in. Between the money I’d saved from selling everything I had and the generous salary Andrej had paid me, I had enough to live on for a little while without having to worry about a job. I was on my way back to my home state, but I didn’t have to stay there, did I? I could go anywhere I wanted to go.

  There was no nice little old lady next to me this time, just a kid with headphones on who glared at me while his music was so loud I could hear every screaming line of it. I put on my own headphones once we were in the sky and watched the movie that played from the back of the seat in front of me. I let the vibration of the plane’s engines and the movie lull me into sleep. When I woke up again, the plane was about to land.

  I ended up in Germany for a little over sixteen hours. I could have spent the day discovering Berlin, but I was afraid to leave the airport. I didn’t want to get lost and not be able to find my way back, so I rented a tiny little pod that offered a bed and peace, and read a book I’d bought at a shop in the airport. I didn’t allow myself to think, I only read the murder mystery, and rested. I didn’t buy anything that looked like it might involve romance because I didn’t want to end up in tears in the little pod on my own. I didn’t get the happy ending, and I didn’t want to think about it right now.

  When my flight was finally called, the sky had gone dark again and I wanted nothing more than to sleep the flight away. I went through the same routine as I had with my first flight and slept the whole way through it. I knew I was tired, exhausted even, but that was one long nap. I hadn’t even woken up when the breakfast trays had been brought around. I’d missed all of the drinks and food services, but didn’t care. I’d find something once I was out of the airport. I managed to get through security, find my bags, and rent a car in less than two hours, which was a relief.

  I drove the economical hatchback to the nearest hotel I knew of, booked a room for the night, took my bags in, then went to the restaurant across the street for some proper breakfast. It was only just 9 am, so I had biscuits with gravy, sausage, and two eggs. I thought the smell of all the fried food would make me sick, but for a change, it only made my stomach growl even more.

  I sipped at the glass of orange juice and then ate. My mind was blank, jet lag, shock, and disbelief – disbelief that I was actually home and disbelief that I’d really left what I’d found in Ikrosovnia, with him. I could feel the tears well up, but I was determined not to cry into my breakfast like a crazy person, and so I held them back. I decided I’d go right back to my room after I ate and have a nap. I’d left my phone in the room, not to charge because I’d left it off since the previous morning. I just didn’t want to see what messages or emails I might have on it. I couldn’t face any of it right now.

  Only two days ago I’d been in bed with the man of my dreams, in a foreign country, with the world at my feet. Only, the world hadn’t been at my feet, it was in danger of crumbling down at any moment and I’d fled to avoid the crush of reality. Now, I was homeless, and pregnant, without a direction, and still hungry. And tired. Could I eat while I slept? My body said I should give it a try, even if my brain said it wasn’t logical.

  I couldn’t settle when I got there. I knew I should’ve changed into my nightgown and just slept the day away, but I couldn’t do that. My gaze wandered from place to place, and I knew it was because my brain thought I should be with Livia now, I should have her prepared for her day and ready for her own breakfast by now. I’d have planned something to entertain her through her lunch hour, or I’d help her with her schoolwork, something. I always had something to do there.

  I had very little to occupy my time now. I went to the front desk, bought a paper, and went back to the room. I didn’t see any houses for rent in there that I liked so I decided to look online instead. I pulled out my laptop, ignored my email icons and notifications, and went to a local realtor’s site. I found the perfect house there, within my budget and close enough to the city that I could catch the bus when I needed to go somewhere. I wouldn’t have to buy a car for a while, at least.

  I drove to the agent’s office, filled out the necessary forms, and went with her to view the house. She insisted, even though I’d told her I wanted it and didn’t need to see it yet. She wanted me to see it to make sure I really was that in love with the place. I didn’t have the heart to tell her the
major selling point was that it was cheap and close to the bus stop.

  It was in a decent neighborhood, right on the corner of two streets, and a brick home. In Georgia, that mattered during tornado season. I was on the outskirts of Atlanta here, but close enough that it wouldn’t take long to get back into the city at least. I wandered through the two bedroom, two bath home, with a large kitchen and a fenced off back yard. It wasn’t much, it wasn’t a palace, but it would be mine and I’d have a room for the baby.

  “Will you have pets?” Mary, the realtor asked. She was nice enough, middle aged, and with a pleasant smile.

  “No, I don’t think so.” I looked around and wondered if it was right to stay in Georgia. Maybe I’d rushed into this. Earlier I’d thought about a totally new place, maybe Colorado, or even California. Somewhere I’d never been before. In the end, I decided I needed to be where I knew where everything was located, where things were familiar. For a little while at least. Maybe after the baby came I’d move, but for now, I needed to be surrounded with the familiar.

  “I’ll take it, Mary. When can I move in?” I looked at her and waited.

  “I’ll give you the keys once you’ve paid all of the fees, and the deposit, of course. Today if you have time?”

  “Of course, can you take a debit card?” I could always stop at the bank if I needed to.

  “Yes, we do. Do you have furniture? I know a good place to get used furniture for an affordable price, all in good condition.”

  I smiled and followed her out. The power and water were on in the house already, so all I had to do was empty out my storage unit and buy a bed, and a few other things. “If you know some movers that would be helpful actually.”

  After I had the keys in hand I drove out to the storage unit. A large moving van and two movers waited on me there. I opened the unit up and they started to take out everything and load it into the truck. I’d kept the stove, fridge, and washing machine from Jane’s house, they were brand new, and a few other pieces of furniture. Some of it had belonged to my mom and dad, and I’d wanted to keep it. Now, I’d be able to use it in my own home.