“Good. Are you going to be a good girl for me and come on my hand?”
I blush at his dirty words. I’ve read my fair share of dirty romance novels. I know all about dirty talk but it’s one thing to read about it and it’s another thing completely to experience it.
I let my head drop back onto the seat. Too tired to keep it up. Alek is steadfast in pleasuring me with his fingers but I’m not sure I can come. Not here. Not in such a public place.
But Alek doesn’t give up.
He keeps his eyes on mine, locked in with his intensity, as he runs his fingers over my nub and folds. His touch is warm and firm and nice. I don’t want it to end and yet, an intense shame creeps up inside of me. If Dimitri were to find out about this, he’d be so disappointed in me.
The singers on the stage are reaching a crescendo in the song. The soprano is singing with all of her might.
The music combined with what Alek is doing to me makes an intense heat rise within my core. My hips jerk up more to match Alek’s pace.
“Come for me, Katya. Let yourself go. It’s ok.”
By giving me his permission, it helps ease some of my shame.
And right as the soprano belts out her long, high note, I let the pleasure from Alek’s hand wash over me and I find my release.
It’s all consuming and sexy and beautiful and filled with so much relief, I could cry.
Alek slowly removes his hand from between my legs and brings them to his nose. “You smell delicious. Musky and sweet. I can’t wait to eat you out.”
I blush harder if that were even possible. “Alek…” It’s all I can say.
“You let me do that to you. How did it feel?”
“I can’t say.”
He grips my chin and makes me look at him. “Tell me.”
“It felt good,” I whisper.
“Just good?”
“It felt wonderful,” I cave in.
He gives me a satisfied smile as he pulls away from me. “Good. I’m glad. Because I will want to pleasure you every day from here on out. If you’ll let me.”
“I’m not sure.”
“Well, if you change your mind, I’m right here.”
And despite how confusing my thoughts are, I find comfort in Alek’s words.
Chapter Ten
Katya
At intermission, I use the restroom. The desire Alek gave me also made me feel like I had to find another sort of release. It takes me a long time inside the stall to relax enough to pee. Thoughts of what happened with Jack are still floating around in my head. Miraculously, Alek made me forget all about the Jack incident but now that I’m alone in the bathroom, it’s all coming back.
I killed a man. It was an accident but it still happened. I have darkness around me now. Dimitri tried to protect me from it but there was only so much he could do.
After a long moment, I finally am able to relieve myself but when I walk out of the stall to wash my hands, I’m confrontedwith the sight of so many other women also using the restroom during intermission. It makes my chest squeeze in panic.
I can do this, I tell myself.
I force myself to sidle up next to a woman who’s also at the counter washing her hands. I don’t make eye contact but I do manage to wash my hands and leave the restroom without breaking down into a full blown panic attack.
