When I woke up at five, Mazikeen wasn't in bed. I thought she left but then I saw her clothes neatly folded on the chair. I got up and did my business in the bathroom before descending down the stairs into the living room where I found her. She had her back to me and she was looking out the window at the sunrise. She was completely naked and bare before my sight. I came up behind her and circled her waist with my hands.
"You're gorgeous." – I whisper in her ear. Her beautiful tattoos on full display. First tattoo was on her left collarbone. It was a saying on Latin. Flectere si nequeo superos, Acheronta movebo. The second one was a snake surrounded with roses and thorns. It started in the middle on the outside of her left leg, it went around her waist, up her back and it finished a little bit above her shoulder blade. It looked like the snake was biting into her flesh. And the third tattoo was on her right hip. It was some kind of a knife. And in the middle of the blade it said Seduce and destroy. I used to think that tattoos ruined the body, but on her they were perfect. Exactly under her right collarbone were three little diamonds, one next to the other. This is the first time I see a piercing like this and I must admit I like it on her.
She hummed in response and tilted her head back on my shoulder. I brought my lips to her neck and gently shoved her against the window, face to the glass.
"On your fingertips, hips to me and chest to the window, hands on either side of your head." – I ordered huskily in her ear. She obeyed immediately. My fingers skimmed along her legs up to her centre and teasingly circled her clit. She mewled and I smirked. So impatient. I got a good grip on her ass and pushed with all my force into her. A groan escaped my lips at the feel of her and she moaned loudly. I gripped her arms with mine and started to furiously pound into her. Every now and then a moan was heard from her. Our bodies were covered in sweat, our breaths became one and I didn't know anymore who made which sound.
"It excites you, doesn't it? The knowledge that anyone passing on the street can see us right now if they just look up. It's exhilarating isn't it?" – I asked pounding into her. I felt her clench around me and started pounding faster. I teased her clit until she was at the very edge and was a pleading mess.
"Arian, please let me come. Don't keep me in this limbo anymore." – I loved the sound of her begging.
"Come." – And we both came undone. I was panting hard, my chest brushing her back. She leaned her forehead on the window and laughed.
"When you said I'll be fucked the best I've ever been I thought you were kidding." – She panted out, laughing. I picked her up and carried her to the counter in the kitchen.
"Oh, Kitten I was being very serious. Now let me make you breakfast." – I pecked her lips and turned around to make pancakes.
"I'll help." – Her voice wrapped itself around me like silk.
"No, Kitten. No need." – I felt her gaze on me the whole time and I smirked.
"You like what you see?"
"Eh, I've seen better." – She sarcastically replied. I mean, we both know she didn't. I turned around and pinned her arms behind her back with my one hand and with the other I cupped her breast.
"Oh, really? Did you now?" – I asked gripping her breast stronger. She nodded and bit her lip. I moved my hand down to her pussy and started slowly pump with my fingers. Her eyes closed shut and her head fell back. I lightly kissed her neck until I came to her ear.
"So, you've seen better?" – I asked huskily and I felt her shake her head.
"Use your words." – I said tightening my grip on her hands.
"No! No, I didn't see anyone better than you." – She moaned out as I started circling my thumb around her clit. When I felt her clench around my fingers I moved away from her and licked my fingers.
"You know, you taste delicious, Kitten." – I turned around and continued making pancakes.
"Why did you stop?"
"It's your punishment. For thinking there's someone who can please you or can look better than me." – I replied without looking back. After that she stayed quiet. Once I was done with breakfast I served it on the counter. She moved to one of the stools and was sending daggers my way.
"You look cute when you're angry." – I smirked when I saw her scowl.
"I'm not cute! I'm intimidating!"
"Oh, yes! Intimidating as a butterfly." – A chuckle escaped my lips when I saw her expression.
"I am not a butterfly." – She stated calmly.
"No, you're my Kitten." – I said pecking her lips twice.
"I won't be moving out of my penthouse." – I stopped chewing and looked at her.
"Why not? You will be my submissive won't you?"
"I don't care if I'm your submissive or not. My penthouse is much bigger and far better than yours. I suggest you pack and move in with me. I have enough rooms for you to choose in which you will sleep." – She was talking about this if it was a business transaction.
"You sure?"
"Positive." – I wanted to ask her one more question but her phone rung in that moment. She jumped up and answered.
"Demone." – Her voice cold and distant. When she heard the voice on the other side her whole posture changed. She stood straighter, her shoulders stiffened, her hand gripped the phone tighter. She started speaking on Russian and I just sat there stunned. She can speak Russian. And it sounds sexy as fuck. Once she was finished she turned to face me.
"If you'll excuse me I have to go. Urgent matter. I will see you in a few days when I'm back from my trip so we can move all of your things to my place." – She started walking to my room. I quickly got out of my seat and followed her.
When I entered my room she was already dressed.
"You can speak Russian?" – I asked still amazed.
"I speak twelve languages." – She said nonchalantly, like everyone should speak so many languages.
"Twelve? Which?"
"Croatian, English, Russian, French, Spanish, Italian, Japanese, Vietnamese, Turkish, Greek, Swedish and Arabic." – She listed.
"Why so many?" – When I asked she looked at me as if she pondered if she should tell me or not. After few moments she spoke.
"My father decided I should speak English, Russian, French, Italian, Vietnamese and Turkish. But when I was around thirteen my mom used to say to me 'Koliko jezika znaš, toliko ljudi vrijediš." which in translation on English would be as many languages you know, as many times you are a human being. And it's also very good for my business. People like when you know their language." – She turned around and started working on her hair.
"Where do you have to go, for your trip?"
"Russia. I thought you would've guessed. I mean I did talk on Russian, didn't I?"
"You and your sassy mouth." – I shook my head looking at the floor, a small smile playing on my lips.
"Right, I should go. My jet is leaving in an hour and I still have to pack." – She turned around fully dressed in yesterday clothes. She headed towards the bedroom door but I snaked my hand around her waist and halted her to a stop. Her chest collided with mine and her hands were on my shoulders for support.
"What –" – She started. I leaned down and silenced her with my lips. My tongue danced with hers, my hands drew her closer and her hands played with my hair.
I slowly backed away and looked down at her. Her lips were slightly swollen, her cheeks rose pink and she was panting lowly.
"Now you can go." – I whispered out. She looked up at me and grinned.
"See you in a few days, Arian." – She said pecking my lips one last time before leaving.
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