The kompromat to order

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  A bright light made me open my eyes. When I saw the room, the hot moments of the previous night flashed through my memory. A heavy, strong hand was on my waist. When I tried to turn around to face him, he put his arm around me and held me close. Carefully turning around so as not to disturb his sleep, I looked at his attractive sleepy face. His eyes were closed, but he seemed to be awake.

- Don't even think about running away, - he said in a sleepy voice.

- I wasn't going to, - I said smiling. I just laid there and admired him as if mesmerized.

- Good, because I'm not letting you go anywhere, - he said with satisfaction, trying to open his eyes.

- So I'm a prisoner now? I asked him jokingly.

- Yes, - he began to caress me with his hands, - in a very pleasant, passionate captivity!

When he opened his eyes, he leaned over me and began to kiss my neck passionately. I laughed at his tickling and tried to escape from his strong embrace, but it was all in vain. Suddenly he pulled away from me, looked at me seriously and asked:

- How do you feel?

- I'm fine, - I answered shyly, realizing what he was hinting at.

- Was I really your first man? - he asked inquisitively, causing my cheeks to flush.

- Yes, - I answered, looking away.

- My dear, you have nothing to be ashamed of. It's me who feels embarrassed because I thought you had dozens of men. You're such a... - he smiled sweetly without continuing his sentence.

- What kind? - I interrupted him curiously.

- Beautiful, sexy, smart, - his compliments warmed me from the inside, - you make men stare at you so much that they have to turn their heads in the other direction. And what you've been doing...

- Well, if it makes you feel better, most of my friends have the same opinion of me, and maybe even worse, - I interrupted him, smiling.

- But it doesn't matter what they say. I'm so lucky to have you, - he said, happy as a child, and grabbed me in his arms.

After a while of hot hugs and sweet kisses, I looked at my watch. There was only an hour left before class.

- Rob, I have to go, - I said, trying to get out of his powerful arms.

- I know, me too, - he said softly, taking his lips off my shoulder.

- We have to get up, - I managed to slip out of his arms.

He tried to grab me and bring me back to bed, but he didn't catch me. Laughing, I went to the bathroom, which was located in the bedroom.

After I got ready and went into the bedroom, Rob was no longer there. Only the tangled linen on the bed reminded me of the crazy night. I went downstairs to the first floor. Not seeing him in the living room, I went to the kitchen. He was standing by the coffee machine, making the second cup of coffee.

When he saw me in the doorway, he said:

- Sorry, I have only a coffee. I usually have breakfast somewhere on the way to work, but I don't have time for that today.

- It's okay. Coffee will be enough for me, - I said, taking the cup in my hands and inhaling its spicy aroma.

He came closer to me, hugged me and kissed me hard on the lips.

- Mmm, the best breakfast of my life, - he said, not letting go of the embrace.

After only a few minutes of coffee, we left the house.