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When I’d finished, I slowly withdrew and turned with her still in my arms. She lay sprawled across my stomach, our legs entwined, our hearts beating in sync, and nothing had ever felt so right.

“Wow, Romi, that was fantastic,” she sighed contentedly, a small smile tugging at her lips as her eyelids fluttered shut.

“It was amazing, sweetheart. You were amazing,” I murmured, kissing the top of her head and grinning.

It wasn’t just amazing; it was the best fucking sex I had ever had.

Every other sexual experience I’d had paled in comparison, and I knew there would never be any other woman for me ever again. Sonia was it. My one and only.

Shit! We hadn’t used protection, I realised before inwardly shrugging off any concern.

It didn’t matter because this woman was mine for good, and if she ended up pregnant, then I would be happy to have a child with her. In fact, I looked forward to it one day. The thought took hold, and my imagination ran wild. Images of my scroll tattoo filled up with names in my head, and I couldn’t help the broad grin that spread across my face. I was concerned about our future, but Sonia was mine, and somehow, I would make her my wife.

She snuggled closer to me, and a moment later, I realised she was sleeping. She grunted against my chest and lightly snored. I chuckled at the sound, suddenly overcome with an overwhelming sense of love for this woman.

Closing my own eyes, I listened to Sonia’s soft breathing and dozed. I wasn’t finished with her. I still had a lot more planned, but she needed some rest, and I was happy to simply lie there and enjoy how she felt in my arms. I’d never felt so happy and content.

The arranged marriage still hung over our heads, but that was a problem for another day. I refused to let thoughts of it spoil our first proper time together. My patience with finding an alternative was running out. I’d told our Uncle Maxim that he needed to help us exert pressure on Miki and force him to find an alternative arrangement.

I hadn’t told him of my plans to take Sonia and run if the marriage wasn’t called off, but I suspected he knew. He was too clever not to have thought of it, but I knew that even if he couldn’t do anything to help us, at least he wouldn’t stand in our way. So, I trusted him not to tell Miki of our relationship or my plans.

Now that Glowacki was apparently doing better, it was time Miki approached him to discuss other possibilities. There had to be one, but I was only willing to wait another week or two to find out. My Plan B preparations were almost complete. In another few days, we would be in a position to leave. Running for the rest of our lives and never seeing any of our family or friends again was the ultimate price to pay for our love, but it was a price both of us would willingly pay if we had to.

However, I still clung to the hope that it wouldn’t be necessary.

CHAPTER 32

SONIA

THE FOLLOWING DAY – A MORNING OF BLISS!

The sensation of something heavy over my stomach and another something pressing into my bum pricked at my consciousness as I slowly came awake. It took me a minute to realise the heaviness over my stomach was Romi’s arm, and the thing pressing up against me was, well, something that seemed very pleased to be there.

Smirking, I pushed back and moaned in delight as I felt Romi grinding his erection against me.

Chuckling, he pressed a kiss to my ear.

“Morning, Little Miss Trouble!” he said, nuzzling my earlobe and making me giggle.

“Morning, Mr Sexy Abs!” I replied, smiling up at him.

Romi turned my face towards him and took my mouth in a long, slow kiss. Our tongues entwined, dancing to our own special rhythm.

Loving the feel of him behind me, I wriggled my bottom enticingly, and he groaned into my mouth. The sound shot straight to my core, and between that, his kiss, and the hardness pressing against me, I was wet and ready for him in seconds.

After we’d had sex for the first time, we’d made love several more times, sometimes long and slow and other times hard and fast. It had been complete bliss, but I had to admit that I felt a bit sore this morning. However, it was a delicious ache, and I wasn’t about to let it stand in my way of exploring whatever else Romi had to offer. I was well and truly up for another round.

Moving over me, he slipped a finger into my pussy, and I pushed myself towards him, needing to be as close to him as I could get.

His mouth ducked down, finding my nipples. His tongue flicked out and licked one, then the other, before continuing to alternate between them, licking and sucking, ensuring both received the same level of attention.

Adding another finger, he thrust deep.

“Romi,” I cried, clutching his head to my chest.

My fingers buried deep into his hair as he buried deep inside me. Withdrawing slightly, he thrust back in, pounding into me hard and fast, just the way I knew he liked. The way I’d come to love myself. Long and slow was also great with Romi, but this, his unbridled passion for letting loose, was the ultimate pleasure. He liked it rough, and I was right there with him, lapping it up. And we hadn’t even done anything wild yet. I shivered as I thought of the many delights he had in store for me.

“That’s it, baby. Take what I have to give you. Take me, take everything I have. It’s yours. I’m yours,” he said as he plunged deep.