Page 48 of The Virgin I Desire

I just wanted to have her for myself, like I would do every day until my last.

I would mold her to my body and make her also feel pleasure while we satiated ourselves with each other.

I palmed the wall again while the other hand moved more with pressure and agility until my semen went down the shower drain.

The handjob had relieved me, but the sensation wouldn't last for long. I wanted her and not anyone else and I wouldn't rest until I had her.

Chapter twenty-two

I rolled from side to side in bed, unable to sleep. I forced my eyes closed and grabbed the pillow, covering my head. I punched the mattress when I realized this was useless.

Why didn't this urge just go away so I was able to do what was right for everyone?

I pulled out my cell phone and saw that there was no message or call from Mikhail. The situation didn't seem to have gone as expected for any of us. I didn't know what could havehappened if my sister hadn't arrived and what was worse was that I wanted to find out.

I picked up the phone again and opened the messaging app.

Pietra:

Have you already gone back to Moscow?

Mikhail:

Not yet.

Pietra:

Why didn't you send me more messages?

Mikhail:

I didn’t know if you wanted to speak with me.

Pietra:

I shouldn’t.

Mikhail:

But?

Pietra:

I want to.

Mikhail:

Your sister didn’t look very happy.

Pietra:

She is trying to be the voice of reason.

Mikhail:

Maybe that is why I’m hating her.

Pietra:

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