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Now, Yakov is looking at me like I’m the most gorgeous woman in the world.
And I believe him.
I lay a hand on his chest and walk him slowly backwards towards the bed. “Killing you would be counterproductive to my plans.”
He falls onto the bed and pulls me along with him. His hands stroke the backs of my thighs as I straddle him. “And what are your plans?”
I roll my hips against him, grinding down on the obvious erection he’s packing. “To—how’d you put it?—to let you fuck me until I’m too weak to stand.”
“It seems we’re on the same page then.”
Yakov rolls me over and kisses his way down my stomach. My skin is soft and loose, but he doesn’t pause over my stretch marks or avoid the area. He loves every part of me, inside and out.
He hooks a finger under the lace of my panties and rips them away. I long ago gave up on telling him to stop tearing through all of my nice lingerie. It’s expensive, but he always replaces it. Plus, it is really fucking hot.
Yakov parts me with a finger and drags his tongue across my seam. He explores every fold of me while his thumb circles over my clit.
After giving birth, it was hard to imagine anything below the waist would ever feel good again. But this isn’t good—it’s incredible.
I curl my fingers through his hair and buck against his mouth. Yakov flicks his tongue over my center, every lick sending me closer to the edge. Then he plunges a finger into me.
Instantly, I explode.
My thighs clamp around his ears as wave after wave of pleasure washes over me.
When Yakov crawls back over my body, his lips are slick from my release. He kisses me, our tongues tangling together until I’m breathless.
“I didn’t know I could still do that,” I admit, flopping back on the mattress.
“Do what?” He curls his hand between my legs. “Orgasm? I’d be happy to prove you wrong again if you want.”
I’m still pulsing from the first release, but I’m ready for more.
“I didn’t know I’d still want you this much,” I explain. “I love being a mom and seeing you as a dad, but I didn’t know if—I guess I was worried that this part of our relationship was over. I wasn’t sure if you’d still want me.”
He rears back, brow furrowed. “What the fuck does that mean?”
“It means that I’m basically a baby machine. I had babies popping out of me and now, I’m leaking milk.” I wrap my arms around my midsection. “It’s not exactly sexy.”
Yakov grabs each of my wrists and pins them above my head with one hand. “Says who?”
“Me. Cosmo. Society.” I shrug, but it’s hard with my arms pinned to the mattress. “Once you give birth, it feels like you lose that other part of you. Your vagina suddenly exists solely to birth babies.”
“You’re not made solely for having babies, Luna.” Yakov presses his knee between my legs, spreading them wide. Then he settles between my thighs, his cock pushing against my entrance. “You were made for me.”
He presses into me slowly. I’m tense, nervous about what it will feel like given everything my body has been through over the last seven weeks. But Yakov takes me gently. He stretches me one inch at a time until he slides home deep inside of me.
“See how good you are at taking me?” he growls in my ear. “This is what your pussy was made for. To be filled by me.”
He holds my hands firmly above my head as he thrusts into me again and again. I writhe, trying to get closer to him. But Yakov keeps control.
I hook my legs around his back and lift my hips to meet him. Our bodies crash together until Yakov is groaning.
Finally, he releases my wrists and grabs my hips. He holds me steady as he drives into me. His body stutters for a second and then I feel him twitch deep inside of me.
Knowing Yakov still wants me—feeling close to him like this—has me falling with him.
When he’s spent, he collapses against my chest. “Thai food and then we do that again, yeah?”
I stroke my hand down his back and laugh. “Yeah, we do that again. And again. And again.”
“And again,” Yakov adds, nuzzling my neck. Then he draws back, his eyes soft as they look down at me. “Until forever.”
Yakov forever… Now, that’s a plan.
I grab his face and bring his lips to mine.
We don’t order the Thai food for hours and hours.
