Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 57121 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 286(@200wpm)___ 228(@250wpm)___ 190(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 57121 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 286(@200wpm)___ 228(@250wpm)___ 190(@300wpm)
CHAPTER 12
MAKSIM
Isit at the window of my apartment, looking at the dome of the Capitol Building, while I think about her message. I’m a savage because it turns me on. But there’s something more there too. A light, like her name, in the darkness of my soul.
She’s attracted to me. She’s flattered. She wants this more than she knows she should.
Maksim: I don’t live in the land of ‘what if’. I deal with the reality in front of me. Whether that’s business or anything else, I can’t waste my time thinking about what I WOULD do. If you’re flattered, if you want me as badly as I want you, then I’ll deal with that.
Lia: Deal with it? What does that even mean?
Maksim: You know what it means. You just stopped me before I could go all the way.
My manhood stirs. It’s a strange thing, being aware of how messed up something is, but wanting it anyway. But there are shades of darkness. I deal in death, in violence, in seriously depraved things politicians have done.
This is something different. This is almost tame in comparison. I’m a man who’s spent too damn long locked away in my routine, my mind, my position, to ever truly understand what it’s like to be with someone.
Lia: Sex wouldn’t have made any of this more acceptable.
Maksim: You’ve already accepted it. Now you’re just trying to convince yourself and me.
Lia: Oh, so you’re a mind reader now too, are you?
Maksim: Sarcasm can save you sometimes, but not here. I felt how badly you wanted it. I felt all the years pouring out of you, all the repression, all the times you’ve stifled your own desires. I felt that the moment you grabbed me and pulled me against you for a kiss.
Just typing the words out takes me back to the moment, just an hour ago. I remember the way her warm breath felt on my skin, the heat between her legs as they wrapped around me, the feeling of her hot, needy core as I drove my bulge against her through our clothes.
Lia: I did that before I knew you STALKED me.
Maksim: Yes, I stalked you. And I’d do it again. My life is one miserable day after another, and you’re the only light in it. Fucking sue me.
Lia: So, you’re going to act like it was all sweet and innocent? Like you were watching me just to see me smile and pat a patient on the back? Is that it?
Maksim: There were moments of sweetness, of admiration.
I stare across the dark city, the land of the free, the home of the brave.
Maksim: And there were other moments too, moments that were the furthest thing from innocent it’s possible to get. There were times I had to stop myself from crossing a line, watching you lean over the counter, the scrubs clinging to your perfect figure.
Lia: My figure is not perfect.
Maksim: It is. Don’t say things like that. Your figure is flawless, curvy in all the right places. Just thinking about how I sunk my hands into you earlier is putting me on the edge.
Lia: What line? You said you never crossed it.
Maksim: You know what I’m talking about.
Lia: Maybe I need you to say it. I don’t want any more secrets, Maksim.
Maksim: I never let myself go all the way when watching you. Even when my body was hot and harder than I’ve ever been, even when I knew I could stare at that curvy, beautiful body, and stroke my hand up and down my aching cock, starving to explode inside of you, I never did it. Somehow. I don’t know how.
Lia: Am I supposed to be grateful for that?
Maksim: I’m just giving you an answer to your question.
Lia: Why didn’t you do it?
Maksim: I don’t know maybe because part of me still wants to be a good man. Or pretend to be, at least.
There’s a long pause before she sends another message. I call Anton, checking on security and asking if there’s any news about Daniel—there isn’t—and by the time I’m done, she’s texted back.
Lia: Maybe I find it easier for you to be a bad man.
I swallow, my body stirring.
Maksim: What are you saying?
Lia: You know what I’m saying.
My pole grows solid again, hunger gripping me. My mind goes back to the scene in the kitchen, her legs wrapped around me, beautiful breasts crushed against my chest. My balls are pulsing with the need to empty inside her.
Maksim: I wish I’d kept kissing you. I wish I’d torn off your clothes and pushed your perfect tits together, tasted your nipples until they were tight little buds. I wish I’d ripped away your shorts and your underwear and rubbed my hand up and down your pussy, smearing your wetness until you couldn’t take it anymore. I wish I’d watched you come for me, all over my hand, your hips twitching like something else had taken control. I wish I’d fallen to my knees and tasted you. I wish I’d taken you right there in the kitchen, spread your legs and fucked you deep and hard and relentlessly.