Free Perfectly Normal by Jaden Wilkes

he said and smiled. She closed her eyes and marveled at how fast his heart was beating. She felt herself slipping slowly into sleep, but didn’t want to wind up here all night, not when they had the massive bed to share.
    “Do you want to go to bed?” he asked her and she jerked her head up. “We haven’t had dinner, not after being interrupted.”
    “I’m tired, but I could eat…especially after…that,” she said and blushed. She hated that she sometimes felt so awkward talking about sex with him. When she was fully aroused, she had a filthy mouth, but just randomly bringing it up made her uncomfortable. She knew she’d have to get over it at some point.
    “Say it,” he told her. She looked up and noticed his eyes gleaming in laughter. She knew he was joking with her but decided a practice was in order.
    “I meant after you shoved your hard cock deep into my ass and flooded it with your cum. I can feel it even now, leaking from me,” she said and immediately went red. Maybe it was her colour after all.
    “I know you’re joking,” he said, “but that’s fucking hot. I think we need to work on your dirty ta lk, little dove.” He kissed her passionately and was ready to fuck again. Her heart skipped and fluttered at the power she had over him and his cock. It was intoxicating to command a man like him, even as he commanded her.
    “I will do my best,” she replied and moved to sit up. Her growling stomach indicating that their conversation was going to be cut short.
    “And I will do my best to feed you,” he said and smiled, stood up and offered her his hand.

    *****

    In the dining room she was surprised to find McDonalds take out on the table. She laughed and spun to hug him. “This is crazy, how did you get it here?” she asked Dimitri.
    His face was pleased; she could see he loved making her happy. “I sent the concierge to pick some up,” he admitted. “He wasn’t thrilled, and I wasn’t exactly sure what you wanted, but there are lots of french fries.”
    “It’s absolutely perfect,” she said and sat at the elegant table to dine on fast food take out with the most expensive dishes and utensils she could imagine. It seemed absurd really, how quickly everything had changed in the last few months. Utterly ridiculous. She imagined how she would have reacted a year ago if somebody had dropped in to tell her how things would be. She would have laughed in their face and told them to get the fuck out.
    “These aren’t that bad,” Dimitri said and shoved a couple fries in his mouth. He chewed and appeared to be making an attempt to keep the look of disgust off his face.
    “You don’t like them,” Columbia replied in mock horror, “I can tell.”
    “Well,” he said, chewing carefully, “maybe they’d be better if they were hot.”
    “No, they’re delicious any way you can get them,” she told him a nd laughed. “Hey, it’s ok. Your sophisticated palate can’t handle the greasy potato treat making the world fat.”
    The smile left his face and he scowled, “It’s not that. I haven’t always been wealthy you know, there were times in my life when I would have killed another person for a spoonful of broth.”
    She always forgot about Dimitri’s past. It seemed to haunt him as much as Sergei’s attack. She wondered if either one of them would ever escape the things that had been done to them. She reached out and touched his hand, not as much to comfort him, but to anchor her. She touched him as much for herself as for him these days. “I’m sorry, I forgot about that,” she said.
    “It’s nothing,” he said, his voice still serious, “I don’t want you to just see me as this, as I am now. I would like for you to know how I was and how I got here. I fought hard for everything I have.”
    “I think of you as my Dimitr i. It doesn’t matter where you came from,” she said and smiled at him. “I know I love you no matter who you are or who you were.”
    “I have done