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But before I could protest or even voice my concerns, Maron orders another bottle.

And I know there’s no turning back.

Chapter Thirty-One

Maron

We make our way inside the mansion.

I can tell she’s a little tipsy as she looks around, taking in the scenery. "Not much has changed here."

"I can’t fucking believe you’re here, Mindy," I tell her, gently pressing her against the wall. She looks up at me, our faces close. I can almost feel her breath on my lips. And as I look at her, every fucking part of my being is begging me to close the gap between us. She’s even more beautiful than I remember.

"Well, I am," she whispers, smiling shily.

I lean in to kiss her.

It feels as effortless as breathing.

The weight of the last seven years evaporates in an instant, collapsing into a single moment. It’s like everything we’ve been through happened yesterday. Like we’re picking up from where we left off as if no time had passed at all.

She doesn’t resist. If anything, she responds with an urgency that matches my own. Her fingers thread through my hair and a soft moan escapes her lips as she draws me closer and closer.

I lose myself in the kiss, in the familiar yet electrifying touch of her mouth against mine. My hands explore the curves ofher body, each caress awakening memories I’ve carried through our years apart. The distance between then and now dissolves, making those endless days of separation, those lonely moments of jerking off in the shower, feel like nothing more than a passing dream.

I break away from her lips and lift her in one fluid motion. She lets out a tiny shriek in surprise, but her arms instinctively wrap around my neck. "Let’s go upstairs," I growl, my voice rough with desire. My cock is rock hard and my heart races against my chest.

Reaching my bedroom upstairs, I kick the door shut behind us and press Mindy against it. My mouth moves to her neck, eagerly ravaging it. She gasps as I nip at her sensitive skin, her fingers digging into my shoulders.

"Fuck… Maron…," she pants.

We frantically tear at each other’s clothes, desperate to feel skin on skin. Buttons pop and fabric tears, but I don’t give a fuck. All I care about is getting this woman naked as quickly as possible.

"Take those off," I growl. "I need you fucking naked."

She doesn’t object. Her bra and her panties drop on the floor, landing on a pile.

Bozhe moy!

She’s a fucking goddess.

I look her over, devouring her stunning shape with my eyes, greedily taking in every perfect inch. I can’t believe how fucking incredible she looks. Motherhood has only intensified her beauty. Every one of her curves is immaculate. Her breastsheave with each breath, her nipples stiff and aching for my touch. They’re plumper than I remember, ripe and eager for my mouth to claim them. The sway of her hips, the silky expanse of her stomach, the clean-shaven pussy - all mine for the taking.

"Lisichka… You’re fucking stunning," I growl possessively.

Lisichka.

I haven’t said that word out loud for the last seven years. Yet, as she stands naked before me, it feels more fitting than ever.

Suddenly, my phone starts to ring. I have no idea where I left it but I know exactly who is calling. It’s Eva. I was supposed to change her ringtone and delete her number, I just hadn’t done it yet. But I can’t be bothered with that right now.

I rip off the remains of my shirt, tearing the fabric as I toss it aside. With one swift motion, I yank down my pants, letting my throbbing cock spring free.

Mindy’s eyes hungrily devour my body. She bites down on her plump lower lip as her gaze lingers on my rock-hard length. All the pent-up desire I’ve held for her over the past seven years consumes me like a raging inferno. The desire I tried so fucking hard to push down and hide from. All because I was too stubborn to admit it to myself. But now that she’s here, bare and ready in front of me, I can’t wait any longer. I don’t want to. I have to be inside her, right now.

I lift her again and carry her to the bed that dominates the room, as big as a boxing ring. I lay her down and crawl over her, caging her body with mine. Our lips meet again in a searing kiss as I settle between her thighs. The heat of her pussy radiatesagainst my cock, and it takes every ounce of self-control not to thrust into her immediately.

I trail a series of tiny kisses down her neck and across her collarbone, making her body squirm. I take my time exploring her skin with my mouth, savoring every gasp and moan I draw from her lips. When I finally take an erect nipple into my mouth, she arches, bucking against me with a cry of pleasure.

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