Total pages in book: 93
Estimated words: 87536 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 438(@200wpm)___ 350(@250wpm)___ 292(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87536 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 438(@200wpm)___ 350(@250wpm)___ 292(@300wpm)
“It was,” he murmured with a smile, exhausted.
I gingerly removed the condom and tossed it in a nearby trash can, then picked up the handcuff key, grateful that I’d had the foresight to leave it on the nightstand. I uncuffed Dmitri’s wrists and immediately his arms flew around me, holding me tightly. We were both asleep about three seconds later.
Chapter Eight
The sun was starting to set when I awoke, the room bathed in a soft, golden light. Dmitri was still asleep, hugging my left hand to his chest like a kid with a stuffed animal. I was ravenously hungry and needed to pee, but no way was I going to disturb him, so I settled onto the pillow and studied him as he slept.
I kept using the word ‘beautiful’ to describe him, and normally that wasn’t a word I would apply to a guy. But Dmitri was beautiful. If anything, the word wasn’t even enough. It needed another word in front of it, like ethereally, or overwhelmingly. And even then, it barely did him justice.
I took in every detail – the way his dark hair fell across his forehead, his long, black eyelashes, his high cheekbones, his flawless, almost luminous skin. His nose was straight and just strong enough to keep him from being too pretty. And then there was his mouth. God, that mouth. It was lush and sexy as hell, full lips curving sensually, provocatively. It was a mouth you just had to kiss, deeply and often. And now a corner of it was curving up in amusement.
His amazing blue eyes were sparkling mischievously. And he said, his voice rough with sleep, “You’re staring at me.”
“Not all of you. Just your mouth. It’d be rude to stare at all of you while you slept,” I said with a smile.
He leaned forward and brushed those lips to mine, and my heart flip-flopped. And I whispered against his mouth, “I’m totally and completely in love with you. You know that, right?”
“Are you saying that to all of me? Or just my mouth?” he teased, lightly nipping my bottom lip.
“Just your mouth. The rest of you is a cum-soaked mess, frankly,” I joked, then pulled him to me and kissed him.
“Well, whose fault is that?” he asked with a grin, regarding me from beneath hooded lids. “You’re the one who made me cum all over both of us. Twice! And then you fucked me unconscious, so I was forced to stay all gross and sticky.” His grin erupted into a full-blown smile.
I got up and swatted his bare bottom. “Quit flashing those dimples, Teplov,” I told him with mock sternness. “If you keep looking that sexy, I’m going to have to fuck you again, and we’ll both starve to death here in this bed. They’ll find us months from now, two skeletons stuck to the sheets with huge smiles on our faces. So come on, get up so we can shower and get dinner and fend off that impending starvation.”
“Man, talk about a mixed message. You tell me to get up, but then you spank me. And I thought I made it perfectly clear what that does to me.” He grinned wickedly, his gaze sliding slowly down my body to linger on my cock.
I grinned and rolled my eyes, then grabbed his hand and tugged him to his feet. “Come on, kinky boy. Shower. Now,” I told him as I dragged him to the bathroom and started the water running.
We took turns using the facilities, then got in the shower together, soaping and shampooing each other quickly and efficiently. “What do you want to do for dinner?” he asked as he slid his palms down my chest.
“Anything, as long as it’s fast.” I ran my soapy hands down one of his arms. Then I gasped and murmured, “Oh shit, Dmitri.” I interlaced my hand with his and pulled it up between us where I could get a better look at it. His wrist was chafed and bruised, and I said, “God, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you.”
He just shrugged and freed his hand from mine, reaching up to push my hair back from my eyes. “You didn’t hurt me, Jamie. I did that to myself by pulling on the restraints.” His expression was blissful. “And if you want to know the truth, I’m thrilled that it left marks.”
“Really? Why?”
“Because every time I notice them, I’ll be reminded of how wonderful it was to have my sweet, gorgeous lover inside me for the first time. I love these marks, and I’ll wear them proudly.” He leaned in and kissed me, and I pulled him into my arms and held him tightly.
“I love you, Dmitri. God I love you.”
After a minute he let go of me and gave my ass a playful swat as he said, “I love you, too. Now will you hurry up? My boyfriend’s hungry, and I need to get him fed.”