She tries to take off the top of her pajamas, but I intercept her hand.
- Let me do this. - The girl relinquishes, and I pull off her top, nearly choking on my own saliva. I've never seen such beautiful breasts. I lower my head, capturing one nipple with my lips, feeling how hard they are, and when I slightly bite her, Kitten starts sweetly moaning, which makes my pants painfully tighten. I slide one hand into her shorts and realize there are no panties.
- Little tease. - I think to myself and lightly press my finger on the sensitive spot between her folds. Amanda reacts immediately, her body leaning forward. I continue to kiss her breasts, then her stomach, momentarily stopping by the waistband of her shorts to pull them off her. And then I take off my shirt and pants, remaining in just my boxers. Amanda's gaze runs over my body, stopping at my groin. She watches intently, her eyes burning in a new way, and when she licks her lips, I forget all restraint.
I kiss first the inner thigh, rising to the most interesting part. And when my tongue touches her clitoris, the girl’s moan turns into a scream. My movements are slow and very gentle. But when I wrap my lips around it and then lightly bite, Kitten grabs my hair desperately.
- You’re demanding... - I growl, not lifting my head, but continuing to "play" with her sensitive spot. Just a little longer, and Amanda's body tenses from the spasm; she pulls me by the hair towards her, and her moan sounds more like a scream intermingled with sobs. I turn back and kiss her lips. I give her a few minutes to return to reality.
- Ready? - She always has the chance to say "no." And while my arousal is bursting at the seams, I won’t do what she doesn’t want.
- Yes... - I barely hear her voice, but it’s enough. I take off my boxers, put on a condom, and position myself between her legs. The girl lifts herself up on her arms, looking carefully from my erect member to my eyes, then swallows and lies back down.
- It’ll hurt a bit. - Let this be the last pain she feels because of me. I bring myself to her entrance, lean over her, and abruptly enter, taking her scream with a kiss.
- Are you okay? - The girl opens her eyes, and the tears in them scare me.
- Everything’s great. - She pulls me closer and kisses me, and I start moving slowly inside her, not breaking the kiss.
With my hand, I find her clitoris and make circles around it, and when I feel I’m approaching my climax, I press on the sensitive spot, causing the girl to explode in orgasm, biting my lip hard, drawing blood again. From that, I erupt too and collapse next to her.
- You’re beautiful. - I turn my head and see the most enchanting smile on earth, and when she places her hand on my cheek, I realize that the only piece of clothing on her is the ring I gave her. She notices my gaze and says something that makes me rise to heaven once more:
- I will never take it off.
The second memory doesn’t have time to return because someone calls my mobile.
- I'm listening. - The number is unknown, and that’s very strange, especially given the recent events.
- Adam, can you come? I’m at my parents’ house. - Amanda’s voice sounds tired but, along with that, worried.
- I’ll be there soon. - She doesn't need to ask twice; I promised to be there, and I once failed that promise. I won't let that happen again.
I step out of the office, but Marina intercepts me.
- Mr. Kelly, a letter was delivered for you; they said to hand it over directly to you. - She hands me a black envelope, which I automatically take and pocket. - Also, Mr. Karetzky has been trying to reach you; he says it's some urgent matter. When should I schedule the meeting? - My thoughts are already far from here.
- Tell Karetzky he can come by tomorrow. - I leave the office and drive to the house that today holds a memory of that night. The first and last night Amanda spent in my arms, and then disappeared from my life for seven years.
I arrive and freeze at the house's door. I didn’t think it would be so hard to come here again. I have never seen her parents, but I know for sure they were against our relationship.
Just as I raise my hand, a voice behind me sends chills down my spine:
- Long time no see, son. - My father died six years ago, and maybe I wouldn’t have found out, but he left a good inheritance for me as the sole heir, which helped me get back on my feet. But I recognize this voice out of a thousand. I hate him more than any person could possibly hate. Because of him, the events from seven years ago escalated to such proportions. Because of him, I couldn’t find a way out of the situation. And it was he who gave me the choice: either our lives with Amanda or lose her and the title forever.
I haven't seen him since I lost. And I didn’t want to see him ever again after discovering who he was and why he did all this. My fists clench automatically as I turn to him.
- First of all, you’re not my father. - I spit this phrase in his face and take a step closer, - and secondly, what the hell are you doing here? - I want to rip him apart so he doesn’t even think about getting close to Kitten. It's enough that Nazar did what he did. But that jerk is just a pathetic imitation of his father, and this demon stands before me.
- Don’t overreact. I’m here to see my daughter. - And while his shameless face stretches into a smile, my life is crumbling.
The meaning of his words doesn’t register right away, but when I begin to comprehend them, my heart stops for a few beats...