KatyaIt would have been easier it were just sex,A fulfillment of our physical needs. But the connection between us was too strong, our attraction for each other too fatal, deadly.With each contact we made, skin to skin, I felt a piece of my soul go to him.I felt high, soaring, floating, so out of it that the next time I was aware of my environment, I was beneath him with my legs spread apart, his cock driving into me, wreaking havoc to my mind.I wasn't even aware of when he had moved us to the bedroom, or when he took off his pants and laid me in bed.Everything seemed hazy, my mind drunk on him, my senses unable to function properly.But it was ecstatic.The sight of Ferrara on top of me, bare chested with beads of sweat rippling down his muscled toned body sent me over the edge,But that face contorted in pleasure as he fucked me with quick strokes almost forced an orgasm from me, the walls of my pussy clenching as I came fast, like an uncontrollable teenager."I... It just...

KatyaWaking up to a muscular body beside me for the second time in a row should have been weirded me out,Especially a man who had heard my most intimate thoughts and been so deep inside my soul.The one who made me vulnerable.But my heart was at rest, and the thought of running didn't settle in my mind.Instead, I stared at our enjoined bodies under the golden rays of the morning sun, The contrast of white porcelain skin and dark tanned muscles...Both which were so different, and yet managed to fit, making a perfect union.My eyes darted towards his face, those symmetrical features illuminated by the lighting and glowing in their perfection.His eyes were shut, framed by long lashes, his face relaxed as he took soft feel breaths.He looked so...human, and instinctively, my slender fingers moved upwards to trace his face, making contact with his rough stubbles which were sexily spiky even as he slept.My heart was filled with so much emotions I didn't know how to express as I watc

Katya"It's Blackhat, not Blackheart."For someone whose heart was racing at an alarming rate, I sure was going a good job with feigned interest at the right pronunciation of my other identity.And from the slight slanting of Carlos' head, he was taken aback at my response, an expression of brief shock in his eyes when they took in my casual pose.I was leaning against the wall with both hands crossed over my chest, my expression bored.But what he didn't know was that I was hiding the fact that my fingers were trembling.And I wanted to keep it that way."For someone who would lose everything if I choose to take action, you sure have your priorities wrong."He finally broke the silence in that sly calm tone.I shrugged and pushed myself against the wall, walking towards the vanity and making myself comfortable in a seat.With both hands balanced against the hands of the ergonomic seat, I picked a lotion and stared at him through the mirror,"I see, but I doubt if you are here to educ

Katya I dreaded seeing Ferrara, knowing he would have questions. Questions I couldn't answer without risking changing how he saw me. Yet, having him make assumptions based on what he had seen filled my heart with cold dread. I felt conflicted, trapped between rock hard places which would ruin me irrespective of the path I chose. My heart was heavy as I made the short walk to the private jet which was waiting in the middle of the property. It made the wind more fierce, sweeping my long hair about, red strands pushing into my face. I stood in the middle of the acres of land, memories of last night flooding into my mind, taunting me with its resonating intensity. Just last night, Ferrara and I had been so close, our bodies and souls connecting as one. He had owned and given himself to me, our lips whispering words of nothingness as he took me to a height I couldn't return from. Even now, my heart soared at the thought of those memories which had been imprinted into my skin, send

KatyaIf I had a penny for my thoughts, I would be filthy richer than I was.I stood before Ferrara with all of my shields dropped at his feet, the urge to come clean seeping into my system.Ferrara took a step closer to me, covering the distance between us and standing at an angle which placed the rays of the sun peeping in through the window on him.His expressions were clearer now, his pupils more livid, his muscles rippling with anger."You fucking wanna know why I stayed away, or why I wouldn't use your name, Katya? It is goddamn difficult for me to play this game of civility when all I burn to do is shove a bullet through the head of my own best friend and shoot his brains out, for daring to be in the same room with you, alone."His voice was dangerous.But I moved closer, shaking my head, "you...know it's not what you think, right?"For a moment, when he didn't reply immediately, but kept regarding me silently, I was afraid.For us.Of losing him.Then he broke the silence, ju