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I shove one thick finger inside her, opening her up and giving her a taste of what’s to come. Her pussy pulses around me, over and over, until I feel her relax on the floor completely. I remove my finger, chuckling as she gasps and shudders. I lick her essence off me and then gather her limp body into my arms, carrying her over to the couch.

I sit us down, then grab a blanket from the back of the couch, wrapping it around Katya’s naked body. “Are you okay, princess?” I ask, kissing the top of her head.

“Oh my god, Valentino,” she says in a raspy voice. “I’ve never… I mean, like… holy shit.”

I chuckle at her response, loving her flushed cheeks and swollen lips. Her hair is mussed and her eyes shine with satisfaction and awe. I can’t wait to see her like this again, only next time, she’ll be spread out on my bed.

“So I can do that again?” I question, peering down at my worn-out, sexy-as-hell woman.

“Um, yes. Any time you want to… uh, do that, I would be appreciative,” she slurs, tucking her head into the side of my neck.

I stroke her back, unable to help the smile stretching across my face. “Good,” I murmur as her breathing grows steady and deep. “I’ll need to start making up for lost time.”

Katya doesn’t answer, but I don’t expect her to. Her cute little snores let me know she’s resting after such an intense experience. I’ll be right here when she wakes up.

CHAPTERSIX

KATYA

The timer goes off, and I hop off the couch, eager to frost the cupcakes I made now that they are officially cool enough. I can’t wait to see Valentino’s face when he sees the dessert I made for tonight. I figured if he hadn’t had hot chocolate until a few days ago, he'd probably been missing out on the amazingness of cupcakes as well.

He left this morning for a “meeting,” aka, an assignment from the Boss. While I don’t love that he’s in the same line of work as my father, I know deep down in my soul that Valentino is different. For one, he could barely stomach the story behind the cut on my side. I know he’d be livid on my behalf if I told him the other ways I’ve been abused in the past.

Valentino has also taken better care of me than anyone I’ve ever met. He had no reason to patch me up and provide shelter. In fact, I’m sure he broke protocol by taking me into his home. As far as I know, he hasn’t told anyone else in the family that I’m here.

I’ve never had anyone be so protective of me, and I won’t lie, I kind of love it.

I spread buttercream frosting over one double chocolate cupcake, then move on to the next. After three cupcakes have been frosted, I stop to add a few sprinkles on top. I don’t want the frosting to harden too much, otherwise the sprinkles won’t stick.

Just as I’m finishing up the last cupcake, I hear Valentino’s car pull up in the driveway. My stomach flips and dissolves into a thousand butterflies swirling around in my gut. After everything that happened last night, our confessions, our kisses, and God, the way he touched me, licked me, commanded my body…

I’m hoping for a repeat. Actually, I’m hoping we go further tonight. I want to give Valentino all of me. I want him to be my first, and I pray that he’ll be my only. Is that crazy?

Yes. Definitely yes. That doesn’t seem to matter, though. I crave more of him, more of his heart, more of his body, more of his painful secrets he’s carried by himself for so long.

The front door swings open, and my eyes immediately find Valentino’s as he stalks through the living room toward me. I grin at him, unable to contain the giddiness I feel whenever he’s in the room.

Valentino steps up behind me and circles his arms around my waist, nuzzling into the back of my neck while I finish putting sprinkles on the last cupcake. I spin around in his arms, capturing his lips in a heated kiss. He groans, tightening his hold on me and pressing my body impossibly closer to his.

“Katya…” he breathes, sounding almost in pain. “Love everything you do to me.”

I look up at him and smirk as a wicked idea passes through my mind. Valentino lifts an eyebrow in question, but before he can say anything, I start unbuttoning his shirt. He hums in approval, his voice deep and filled with desire as I trail my fingers up and down his chiseled abs and defined chest.

I slide his shirt down his powerful shoulders and dip my finger in the bowl of frosting sitting next to me on the counter. Valentino’s eyes grow wide, but he doesn’t say anything as I trail a line starting at his sternum and ending right above his belly button.

Flattening my tongue against his hard stomach, I lick up toward his chest, never breaking eye contact.

“Fuck,” he grunts before winding his fingers in my hair and tipping my head back so he can devour me.

Valentino grips the hem of my t-shirt and I lift my arms so he can take it off, revealing my bare breasts. Deciding to have some fun of his own, Valentino dips his fingers in frosting and circles one nipple and then the other. I shiver at the cool cream and then moan when he sucks it off of me.

“Is this what you wanted, princess? You want to drive me insane?”

“I was hoping to seduce you,” I breathe, my voice caught in my throat as he sucks on my other breast and bites my nipple.

Valentino stops in his tracks and looks at me. “You’ve been seducing me since the very first moment I held you in my arms.”

"Well, then, how about I finish the job tonight?"

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