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“I love you,” I tell her, kissing her before she can answer in kind. Her little gasp tickles my tongue. My cock stirs, hardening to the point of pain.
Running my fingers through her luxurious hair, I go further, caressing her ribs, pushing my thumb pads along the line that leads to her navel. Hooking her dress up, I lightly pet the front of her panties; they’re soaked through. My cock flexes eagerly. Then I trace her pussy lips through the silk, discovering how engorged they are, and my entire body tenses.
She’s turned on as much, or maybe more, as I am.
“I love you too.”
With my breath quickening, I move aside the elastic band. Galina acts instantly; gripping my wrist, she works to get my fingers inside of her. Her thighs sandwich around my forearm to trap me.
“Arsen,” she begs. “Please don’t make me wait this time.”
Another part of me fractures. I didn’t know there were any walls left for this wonderful woman to break down, but here we are. Hunching over her, I drive her against the bed, yanking my pants down as I do it.
Galina braces against me, trying to get off the bed and back to my mouth. I don’t let her—I want to see her face when I drive her to the height of ecstasy. Pushing her back onto the mattress, I fist my cock, stroking it a few times before tracing the thick head of my shaft across her slippery inner thighs.
Every time I get near her pussy, she tenses up. When I move away, she groans in frustration. “Arsen, stop teasing me,” she whines.
I get off on making her beg. But now isn’t the time. What I want is to be connected with her—I need to share these budding emotions that are threatening to consume me.
I shift my cock back and forth over her slit until it glistens. “I want you to understand, even a little bit, how it feels to be me.” It’s an impossible task; she could never grasp how powerfully she affects me. Galina warps my thoughts and my heart in a way no human should be capable of. Letting her experience the painful way I crave her—not just during sex, but all the fucking time—is as close as I can get.
I’ll take it. For now, sharing this wild ache is enough.
Soon … if all goes well, we’ll be sharing a lot more.
Remembering the baby, I place my hand gently on her stomach. Galina grabs my hand, linking our fingers, keeping me there. Our wedding rings click together. Hers is clear as glass; mine is opaque as steel. Two pieces that couldn’t be more different. Somehow, they work together. Even if we uttered our oaths to each other under false pretense, I want to believe, especially now, that we both meant what we said that day in that church.
The warmth in her eyes sends my control out the window. I’m nothing more than a man made from compulsion. Grunting under my breath, I sink my cock into her warmth. Her inner walls grab at me, forcing me to reach deeper.
“Fuck me,” she whispers.
Galina wants to be fucked, and I’m happy to oblige. With my full weight, I thrust into her pussy. Galina cries out in pleasure. The sound sets my blood singing, penetrating me to my bones, and I’m driven to keep slamming into her as I chase my blind need to come.
The mattress rocks from my increasing pace. The entire wooden frame shifts until it hits the wall, shaking the bedroom, the house. Everyone will know what we’re doing. That’s what I want—for the world to know this woman is mine.
She folds herself around me, hanging on for dear life. No ... she’s holding on because she wants to be here. Staring down at her blushing face, her open mouth, her abject raw lust, I know the truth. She would cry if I vanished. She’s not enduring me. She’s worshiping me.
Her throaty joy pushes me over the edge as all control slips away from me. Bending my spine, I yell at the ceiling, pumping into her with all I have. Her wet walls flutter around my shaft, the heat spreading until it’s a raging fire. She’s coming too, set off by the sensation of my cum filling her.
My vision blurs. Hugging her to me, I hold her close to me as my hips pump madly in the aftershocks. Even when the last remnants of our shared orgasm fade, I keep fucking her. My body has its own will. It isn’t done with her.
Slowly, she releases her legs from where they’ve curled around my waist. Her breathing calms down. Mine follows the same path. Perching on my elbows, I stare down into her beautiful face. Galina strokes her nails over my jaw, smiling through her daze.
She winces when I withdraw. It’s a small reaction, but when I see it, I freeze.
Did I hurt her?
Did I hurt the baby?
I stare hard at her belly. Surely sex is still fine this early? But then, I don’t know, and the idea that I’ve caused harm makes my blood curdle. Galina notices my expression.
“Arsen? What’s wrong?”
I shake my head quickly, giving her a reassuring smile. “Nothing. How are you feeling?”
“Wonderful,” she chuckles, stretching on the bed. I marvel at her beauty, but … my mind is fixated on the baby. I can’t stop my terrible thoughts from roaming down a grim path.
I only became aware of this child minutes ago. Why is it so terribly easy to imagine it not existing? Because you’ve been down this road before. Horrible images flash in my mind. My insides are a knot of thorns, and they get worse when I look at Galina on the bed.
