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“It was,” he murmured with a smile, exhausted

I gingerly removed the condom and tossed it in a nearby trash can, then picked up the handcuff key, grateful that I’d had the foresight to leave it on the nightstand I uncuffed Dmitri’s wrists and ihtly We were both asleep about three seconds later

Chapter Eight

The sun was starting to set when I awoke, the rooging my left hand to his chest like a kid with a stuffed aniry and needed to pee, but no as I going to disturb him, so I settled onto the pillow and studied him as he slept

I kept using the word ‘beautiful’ to describe hiuy But Dh It needed another word in front of it, like ethereally, or overwhelly And even then, it barely did him justice

I took in every detail – the way his dark hair fell across his forehead, his long, black eyelashes, his high cheekbones, his flawless, al enough to keep hi too pretty And then there was his mouth God, thatsensually, provocatively It was a mouth you just had to kiss, deeply and often And now a corner of it was curving up in amusement

His a h with sleep, “You’re staring at me”

“Not all of you Just your mouth It’d be rude to stare at all of you while you slept,” I said with a smile

He leaned forward and brushed those lips to ainst his mouth, “I’ht?”

“Are you saying that to all ofmy bottom lip

“Just your mouth The rest of you is a cum-soaked mess, frankly,” I joked, then pulled him to me and kissed him