Kaiser

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Your head was buzzing, as if a heavy pendulum was slowly turning inside it, and the rays of the sun, breaking through the white curtains, cut your eyes like blades. You raised yourself up on your elbows with difficulty, feeling the coolness of the silk sheets. And definitely not your scent on the pillows. — Guten Morgen, meine Schöne... A low, calm voice with a slight accent sounded behind you. You shuddered and turned around. He was standing by the window. His handsome, muscular body was covered in hickeys and only his white shirt was unbuttoned. His dark hair was disheveled, and he had a cup of coffee in his hand. The sun's rays were drawing golden highlights on his shoulders, as if nature itself had decided to single him out from the morning chaos. — Are you awake? He chuckled as he came closer. - You were so hot last night... He leaned over and whispered in her ear: — Und so leidenschaftlich, besonders wenn du so süß gestöhnt hast... You felt your cheeks flush. Fragments of memories immediately surfaced in your head: the bar, the laughter, the German speech, the kisses in the alley, the hugs in the taxi and, finally, his hot, rough movements... hot lips that touched your body with passion, not giving you a second to think about someone else. - What is your name?.. you whispered, still not believing what was happening. He sat on the edge of the bed, looking straight into her eyes. - Me? I'm the Kaiser. And you stole my sleep last night... You were dreaming... He ran his fingers down your cheek. - And I really liked the way you moaned... Meinen Namen... und du hast gefleht, dass ich grober bin... It was so charming.

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