Page 53 of Roman Petrov

Dreams really do come true.

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ROMAN

ALKALINE, SLEEP TOKEN

With the biggest bunch of deep pink roses I could get my hands on, on my way home, I close the door quietly behind me.

I want to surprise Nadia.

Her show was a huge success, and even though we spent all night celebrating in the bedroom, I wanted to do something for her tonight.

As I make my way through the hall, expecting to find her relaxing on the couch, I frown when she isn’t there.

“Nadia, baby?” I call out.

“Out here, Rom.” Her sweet voice brings me peace, yet also makes my cock twitch instantly thinking about what I’ve done to her.

And what I plan to do to her after our date tonight.

I slide open the door to the patio. She has her feet up on the table and a glass of red wine. She bends forward, as she does I can see her pink thong poking out from her shorts and I hold back my groan.

Picking up the empty glass on the table, she pours it and hands it to me. As soon as she spots the flowers in my hand her face lights up and my heart almost skips a beat.

“For you, lastochka.”

Leaning down, I press my lips against hers.

“They’re so pretty,” she gushes. “They are the same color as my dress last night.” Her cheeks flush as she takes the flowers and presses them to her nose to take a long inhale.

“I’m not just a pretty face.” I wink at her.

She giggles, setting them down on the table. I pour myself a drink from the bottle and sit beside her, wrapping my arm over her shoulders and pulling her against me.

“Good day at work?” she asks, resting her head on my chest as I stroke her smooth skin.

“It was okay, the contractors have a plan for The Empire, we should be up and running soon.”

She stiffens against me.

There won't be any doubts in her mind in a few minutes.

“That's good.”

“You’re lying. Do you want to be punished?” I grab her ponytail and tip her head back so she can see how serious I am.

I press my nose against hers.

“If you want to come in the next week, don’t hide what you’re really thinking.”

“You’d really not let me come for a whole week?”

There is panic in her eyes and I chuckle.

“Yes. Seven full days. No orgasms.”

She shakes her head and bites her lip.

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