She pulls back with a frown. “Like Simone’s?”
“Why are you asking about Simone?”
“You left me there. Alone. To go talk with her.” There’s an obvious pain in her voice.
“You wanted me to stay with you, baby?”
“Yes,” she admits. “I didn’t like…” She averts her gaze, which is cute considering I just had my mouth on her pussy.
“Didn’t like what?”
“Never mind.”
I gently grip her chin. “Tell me.”
With a sigh, she looks me in the eye. “I didn’t like you talking to your ex-girlfriend. I didn’t like that you left me alone after everything that happened.”
“Are you jealous, baby?”
Her eyes widen, like she didn’t realize she was.
“It’s ok,” I say. “But you don’t have to be jealous. Simone and I have been over for a long time. She just struggles to let go. That’s what I told her. I don’t like to have those conversations in public, which is why I walked away to talk with her. But I shouldn’t have left you alone. If I hadn’t, that fucker never would have put his hands on you. So, for that… I’m sorry.”
“I never thought you would be the type of man who could apologize.”
“I’m full of surprises. And so are you. I never thought you would be jealous of my ex.”
She pulls away from me and fixes her dress so I can’t see her naked body anymore. A shame. “How many girlfriends have you had?”
My cock is still hard for her but it’s calming down now. It’s obvious that I’m going to have a case of blue balls tonight. With a sigh, I push my arousal from my mind and focus on Irina. She needs me right now and I’m glad she does. It means she’s starting to trust me. Warming up to me. Becoming mine completely.
“Does that matter?” I ask. “They’re all in the past. I married you.”
“It does matter. Because you never married those women when you could have. Yet, you married me, a stranger. A woman you had never met before. Why?”
“Because the women of my past were just distractions. They were for fun, nothing serious. But the moment I saw you, I knew you had to be mine.”
“But you didn’t even know me.”
“I didn’t have to know you to know that you belonged with me.”
She shakes her head with a frown. “It just doesn’t make sense. Why me?”
“Because you’re innocent,” I admit, cupping her face. “Because I wanted to mold you into my perfect wife. The women of my past were just for fun. They weren’t the perfect woman for me. You are.”
“You never answered my question. How many girlfriends have you had?”
“I’ve lost count,” I answer honestly. “But I have experience and I can use that on you. I can show you pleasure because of my past.”
“I just don’t like knowing you’ve touched other women.”
“I am a man, Irina. I’m thirty-one now. It shouldn’t surprise you.”
“I know,” she mutters. Pouting. It’s cute but it also makes me want to spank her. “But you don’t want any man touching me. How am I in the wrong for wanting the same thing?”
I place a gentle kiss on her lips. “I like that you’re jealous. It means you care enough to be. You don’t need to worry about my past. It’s all in the past. Just focus on us. I told you to stop worrying about things.”
“I’m always going to have worries, Nikolai.” Back to saying Nikolai, I notice. I already miss her calling me Nik. “I’m human. I can’t just turn it off. You’re not going to spank me for every worry I have, are you?”