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countryside. Fashion posters and upscale boutiques dotted the streets. Italian Baroque and Rococo architectural marvels towered above us as we sped past. We drove down a narrow street of luxury buildings near the magnificent Odessa Opera House. He pointed to the third floor of a three story building.
    “ That is my flat,” he said over the rumble of his motor.
    He parked and led me upstairs. His apartment was a sharp contrast to the cottage he’d grown up in. It was the height of understated modern luxury. He had a huge kitchen full of stainless steel appliances and quartz countertops. It opened into a living room with long leather couches and walls hung with massive canvases of modern art. It overlooked the Opera House from the enormous windows on the back side of the condo. I stood in front of the window looking down at the busy street below, eying the magnificent buildings that were older than anything in my own country. He came up behind me and breathed into the back of my neck, making goose bumps rise down my arms and legs.
    “ Let’s go out to the patio,” he said opening the sliding door.
    We walked outside, and a warm breeze ruffled through my hair as I leaned against the railing and surveyed the view. He stood nearby, copying my pose. I could feel him near me: the electricity of his body, the strange trance that he induced in me. I waited for him to touch me again, but I kept my gaze out across the Opera House and toward the sea beyond. This was a million-dollar view if I’d ever seen one. His arm slowly encircled my waist as he stood close to me.
    “ What do you think?”
    “ It’s amazing.”
    “ I am glad you like it,” he said.
    I looke d up at him. The breeze ruffled his shirt, revealing those strange tattoos beneath. His blue eyes blazed down at me; his mouth curved in a slow smile. He moved his lips toward mine, but didn’t kiss me; he let his lips gently brush against my cheek. The contact made my body tense, waiting for more.
    “ Come inside,” he said.
    I followed him into his bedroom. His bed was huge, with a big padded wall behind the headboard. I stood in the doorway, not knowing what to do. I could sense we were about to fuck, and somewhere in the ba ck of my mind I was screaming, “What the hell are you doing, Julia!” I didn’t want to listen to that voice in my head. Every time he touched me, every time he even looked at me, I felt more sexually aroused than I ever had in my life. Today, I was going to break my rules.
    “ Sit down on the bed,” he said softly.
    I sat at the edge of the bed and waited. He glided over to me and stood above me, his cock bulging under his pants right in my face. I wanted to unzip his pants and put it in my mouth, suck it and s uck it until he came while I stroked myself, but I didn’t; I couldn’t move. I was too excited to think straight. It was like I was restrained, body and mind.
    My short flowing skirt was hiked up around my thighs from how I ’d sat down, and the crotch of my panties peaked out underneath. He reached down and lightly brushed the exposed mount of my panties, sending a shock wave from my clit through my whole body. I gasped. He chuckled, quietly under his breath.
    Soon he was down on his knees in front of me as I sat there not moving, not knowing what to do, unable to act. He bent in to kiss me so deeply I could barely breath. I wrapped my arms and legs around him. I wanted him inside of me more than anything I’d ever wanted in my life. Oh God, fuck me now!
    His hands worked at my panties and pulled them down around my ankles. He slowly disengaged from our kiss and moved his mouth down to my crotch. Usually, I hate getting head; it makes me feel self-conscious, but as soon as his tongue touched my clit, I wanted him to eat me until I came. He opened my legs wide, and I fell back on the bed. His mouth sought my darkness, sucking my mound; his tongue lapped at my clit like crashing waves of desire.
    With his left hand, he