by Jen Katemi
I claim her lips, and she kisses me back with such passion that happily-ever-after really does begin to seem possible. Tiny hands wind themselves into my hair and hold tight. I love the feel of her fingers caressing my scalp. When we break apart she laughs. “My dark prince. I can’t believe I had to come to a sex club to find you.”
“I can’t believe I almost threw you out on your ear when I first saw you.”
“I knew you wouldn’t. Not after I told you about Madame.”
“No.” I think about our savior, my mother. The woman who may have purposefully brought two lost souls together to help them start the journey toward becoming whole. I’m sure Masha knew, somehow, that I was as much in need of Mia as the other way around.
“Thank you, for appearing in my life, beautiful Mia.” And thank you, too, Mother.
Even after all these years I have no idea of who Masha really is, or where she came from prior to rescuing me. I certainly don’t understand how she knew to bring Mia into my life. One day, Masha, I will ask you more about it. But it is enough, at least for now, to know that she has our best interests at heart.
Perhaps Madame really does hold magic in her heart.
“Do you think our coupling has cured my issue?”
I do not. But I’m curious, so I answer her question with another. “What do you think?”
Her fingertips trace delicate patterns on my chest. “No,” she says at last, after a lengthy pause. “It’s been twenty-five years of pain, and as much as I’ve enjoyed this experience, I don’t think one night will be enough to change a lifetime of over-sensitivity.”
“But what if we keep repeating the experience—”
“Oh, yes.” Her fingers wander lower, stepping over my abs and down toward my groin. “I think, as a treatment option, that holds significant positive benefits. I hope we do keep repeating this, Alexei. Over and over. And over.”
I can’t help the grin that takes hold at her teasing words, nor the gasp that escapes when her wandering hand finds its target. My dick sparks immediately to life. “So, you don’t think this will be a one-night only experience, then?”
Mia sits up fast and in an unexpected action takes my face between her hands. “I’m not going anywhere. I hope you know that, Alexei. I’m in this for more than one night. Far more, if that’s okay with you?”
There’s truth in her gaze, and I nod, that strange sense of happiness creeping in once again. Happiness. Who knew it could feel so fucking good? “I can’t imagine anything I’d like more.”
I have no idea how we can make this work, or even if it will work in the longer term, but I’m damn sure going to give it my best shot. Mia deserves it. And fuck it, maybe I do, too.
“Alexei. Something I’ve always wanted to say and never been able to before now.”
“What’s that?”
“Touch me.”
Her gaze is pleading. “Please,” she adds. “Everywhere and anywhere you can.”
Forget sparking back to life. My cock is fully charged in an instant. “It will be my pleasure.”
This time when I reach out to stroke her soft sweet skin, I recognize her delicious shiver as one of pure desire. No pain. At this moment there is only pleasure. For us both.
The End
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