Page 26 of The Price of Fame

“You can change anything you like. It’s your home too now.” She didn’t say anything, as she wasn’t sure what to say.

He slowly crawled up the bed and pulled her clothes off, but her mind just couldn’t seem to get into it. Did he expect her to move to Greece and live here with him? What was she going to do when he went on tour?

He stopped caressing her stomach. “What’s the matter, my omorphoula?”

“What do you want from me? Where do I really fit into your life? My life isn’t in Greece. What am I going to do when you’re on tour or doing other celebrity stuff?”

“I want you to be happy with me. You’ll fit into my life as my wife, partner, and confidant.” Markus pulled her onto his lap so she straddled him. Holding her face in his hands, he looked into her eyes. “I know your life isn’t in Greece, but I want you to give it a chance. I’m happy for us to live some of our life in Australia. My family lives here … your family soon.” Her heart felt as though it were going to explode as the intensity in his gaze sharpened and he stroked her cheek. “I want you with me when I go on tour. I want you to come with me tomorrow.”

Kylie didn’t know what to say. She knew he was a big star, and she would have to spend some time in Europe, but to live here permanently, when all her friends and the only life she knew were in Australia, would be hard. She didn’t think she could leave all her friends and her dancing behind and start anew. She searched his gaze, trying to find what her answer should be. She didn’t want to be in the spotlight or leave the quiet, simple life she had known, but Kylie knew she would try, for him.

Pulling away from him, Kylie sat on the end of the bed. Running her hands through her messy hair, she leaned back over him and kissed his lips. “I love you. I’m going to give this crazy life of yours a try. You have to promise me no pressure, though. If I don’t want to do something or go somewhere with you, you will have to understand. Give me time. This celebrity stuff is all new to me. That chaos at the airport was funny and bearable because it still hasn’t sunk in who you really are.”

Grabbing her waist, he pulled her onto him. “Omorphoula, I promise no pressure with the celebrity stuff.”

She raised her eyebrow as his hands trailed down her naked body.

“But what about other things like… How soon can we get married? Because I can’t wait until you’re officially mine. How about me pressuring you not to wear any underwear so I always have access?”

Markus’ mouth captured hers, and his tongue met hers as he slid a finger into her slick core. “You’re so wet for me. Just the way I like you. Did all our teasing in the car do this? Do you like it when I tell you all the things I want to do to you?”

She nodded as he nibbled his way down her body.

He circled her nipple with his tongue. “Ah, you like it when I tell you how I’m going to lick every inch of your body. And suck on your tits while I fuck you.”

She let out a groan as he sucked one breast into his warm mouth.

His finger explored her pussy and rubbed her nub. “I’ve been waiting hours to have you again. All that talking in the car got me just as worked up as it did you. Anytime I think about you, I get hard, which means 99 percent of the time since I’ve met you I’ve had an erection.”

Pulling his fingers out of her pulsing vagina, he moved down her to her core, sucking his fingers into his mouth before his face came between her thighs and he dove in. She bucked as his tongue lapped at her pussy. “Mmm, you taste so good.”

Gripping the covers, she quivered in ecstasy as her orgasm built. His tongue probed her slick, wet heat, and his mouth nipped at her clit. She felt the inferno building inside her as his hands caressed her body, and his mouth brought her closer to the combustion she sought.

As she was about to reach her peak, he pulled away, sliding back up her body, nipping at her sensitive flesh.

Cupping her face, he growled, “I want you on your hands and knees so I can watch that ass wiggle as I slam into you from behind.”

Her breathing picked up as he moved off her, and she turned over so her bottom was in the air. Markus slapped her ass, which caused her to let out a squeal.

“Markus, I need you inside me. Please, I’m empty.”

Feeling his hard body as he slowly covered hers, she closed her eyes as he kissed her neck and played with her tits. “Oh, omorphoula, when I’m finished with you, you will never feel empty again.” Markus drove into her in one swift thrust. She screamed as his cock hit her in a spot she hadn’t felt before, adding a slight burning pain to the pleasure that built.

Markus was relentless as he pistoned into her, cupping her breasts and tweaking her nipples. “Boreíte épese san ton oyranó. Poté den eímai epitrépontás sas na páte. S 'agapô.” He spoke in Greek, turning her on even more.

Feeling her peak within reach, she spread her legs and moved one of her hands down to play with her nub so she could fall off the edge. He seized her hand.

“No. You will come only from me. No help from yourself. I want to know it was all me when you come around it and squeeze the life out of my dick.”

Nibbling the side of her neck, he pulled out, leaving only the tip of his cock inside. Then he bit down, slamming home, the combination of the pleasure and pain igniting her. “Oh, Markus, I’m commmminnng.”

He yelled her name as he came, following her. Kylie felt the warmth of his seed fill her as she fell to the bed, Markus following, his dick still inside her.

Kissing her shoulder, he murmured, “I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

She closed her eyes, loving the feel of him at her back. They lay there for a while before she answered. “No, you didn’t hurt me. I love the way you make me feel.”

He kissed her neck, and then he slowly eased his soft member out of her and moved them to the side, turning her so she faced him.

“There is one thing I’ve been waiting for you to ask me about, or at least say something about. We haven’t used protection once. Are you on anything?”

She stiffened against him as his words sank in. “Do you have anything I should know about?” She didn’t think he did, but she didn’t want to think about the other things, like when she’d last had her period.

“No, I don’t. I was checked before I came to Australia. You’re the only woman I’ve ever been with without a condom.” He kissed her lips gently. “I know I’m the only person you’ve been with. Are you on anything? The pill or any other contraceptive?”

She closed her eyes and tried to shake the sinking feeling as she started counting days. Terrified, she shook her head. “No. I’m on nothing. I didn’t … I mean… Look, can we leave it at that for tonight, please?”

Markus stared at her and must have seen the fear in her eyes because he sighed, nodded, and pulled her as close to him as possible.

She told herself she would worry tomorrow. Slowly, she relaxed into him and fell into an exhausted sleep.

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