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Pulling back out for air, I lifted my gaze to Leon’s face. His eyes were closed, his breathing shallow and ragged, but he was beaming. I licked the tip of his dick as I carefully pulled my hand up and twisted it slightly. Leon gasped and looked down at me. His gaze was intense, and his voice was deep as he spoke.

“Oh, baby, yes.”

Keeping to this movement and a solid rhythm I had found, I played with my tongue over the tip. Leon’s body shook lightly as his dick seemed to grow in my hand. Realizing he was about to cum, I slipped it back into my mouth and moved up and down with my hand. My mouth instantly filled with his warm cum, and I pulled back, allowing most of it to run over my fingers.

He came up somewhat, taking my face into his hands and looking deep into my eyes as he spoke. “That was amazing, thank you.”

“Leon,” I replied, lowering my gaze to his chest. “I want you to take my virginity.” Glancing back at him his eyes were wide with surprise. “Not now, but when you’re better,” I added.

He nodded and smiled as he lay back down. Getting off the bed, I threw his pants over the side of the couch and covered him with the sheet again. I sat with him for another hour and talked about the mansion, likes, dislikes, food, and clothing.

I went down and had breakfast as the others visited him. Once they came back down, we headed home. It was strange being there without him, But I felt at home in a way.

“One of us will visit him every day, and you can go along if you like,” Piotr said as we did the dishes from supper.

Over the course of the next week, I assisted with the house chores and tried to keep my mind from wandering. Images of Leon and what was to come seemed to stroll in at the most inconvenient times. I was excited to be with him as I felt love growing in me.

Chapter 16 - Leon

It had been a week since the attack. I strolled up and down the room at the gambling den. It was time to get back to work. I was feeling irritated and sure that I was developing cabin fever. Yesterday, I snapped at the waiter for no reason at all.

Sitting on the couch staring out the window, I couldn’t get my leg to calm down. Sleep evaded me last night. I now knew that I had to get out of there before I started killing people. It felt like I was about to lose my mind.

Cindy had been here twice this week. After our intimacy, I hadn’t been able to get her out of my mind. The anticipation of what was to come surely also worked on me. I wanted her so badly, yet, it had to be special.

My mind kept strolling off, grinding out visions of all I wanted to do to her and all she offered. Closing my eyes and laying my head back on the sofa cushion, I heard Mila’s motorbike approaching.

It was time. I had already packed my bag and was ready to go back home. Standing, I walked to the bed, ready to leave. I wondered why Konstantin hadn’t come. They knew I didn’t approve of riding bikes. It wasn’t a vehicle I would ever buy.

The door swung open, and Mila waltzed in with Cindy. This was unexpected but welcoming. As Cindy hugged me, my mind suddenly swirled. Grabbing her by the shoulders and staring into her beautiful eyes, I had to ask. “Did you come with Mila on the bike?”

Cindy smiled, lowering her gaze and confirming my suspicions. “You know how I feel about those death traps, sweetness.”

Mila had joined us in the middle of the room. She slapped my shoulder as she spoke. “You are a piece of work, you know. Thanks for not dying.” She chuckled as she headed for the door. Before leaving, she turned back, grinning. “I’ll be back in a sec.”

Cindy walked to the side of the bed, tapping on it as she spoke. “Come sit, let me first clean those wounds and change the bandages.”

Seeing her in the tight silky black pants made me want to take her here and now. Walking back to the bed, I tapped her ass as I spoke. “Maybe you can sit on my lap?”

Cindy giggled, replying in a light tone. “Not right now, but maybe later.” She licked her lips before kissing my cheek.

Taking a seat on the bed, I removed my shirt to give her better access. She gently removed the old bandage and pushed me back to lie down. Her hands were warm as they moved over my bare skin. I turned my head, looking out the window. I was trying my best to keep my mind clear.

Every now and then, her fingers grazed my chest, driving me wild with desire. If she only knew how hard she was making it for me. I felt sure she was doing it on purpose; she wanted me to go insane with lust, and she was teasing me.

Once she was done cleaning, I sat back up so she could re-wrap it. As she leaned in and brought the bandage around my chest, I whispered in her ear. “Sweetheart, you're asking for more than you can handle.”

“There, all done,” she uttered, stepping back. Her cheeks were crimson as she glanced down, blushing. Shifting off the bed, I took her chin and lifted her face to mine. Leaning forward, ready to kiss her, Cindy pulled back beaming. “Let’s get breakfast so you can take your meds.”

Turning and heading for the door, I felt my heart leaping after her. My skin felt hot and cold as a shiver ran up my spine. Moving quickly, I took hold of her arm and pulled her into mine. “Do we have to?” I whispered as I kissed her cheek. “I’m basically healed, and there is another kind of medicine I’m sure would work better, right?”

She giggled as she turned out of my arms and opened the door. “Nope, not yet,” she said, walking out. Following her to the restaurant area, I admired her strength and beauty. Cindy was handling all that had happened with grace. She was the kind of woman I wanted in my life.

Once breakfast was done, Mila and Cindy headed out. “Konstantin will be around later to pick you up,” Mila said as they left. I nodded and headed to Ashan’s office. We still had to talk about the events that had taken place and our next move.

Ashan was in his office as expected. “Have a seat, Leon; I’m glad you came to see me before you leave.”

“Yeah, no problem, I got the message during breakfast but would have come anyway. I want to thank you for everything.”

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