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LUNA
We make it from the patio to our room somehow, but it’s a blur. He carries me up the stairs and I am so distracted by his lips and the dirty promises he’s whispering into my skin that I don’t even consider complaining.
Yakov closes the door and presses me back against the cool wood. His hands are tangled in my hair, his knee pressed between my spread thighs.
I pull away from his lips, already panting. “You said something about a present.”
Yakov doesn’t stop kissing me for a second. His lips blaze down my neck to my chest. He shoves the straps of my dress off my shoulders. “What?”
“A present. When we were coming up the stairs, you said you had another surprise waiting for me.”
I don’t care about the present, but if I don’t slow this down, we won’t even make it to the bed. Though I’m not sure that’s really a problem, either.
He makes a noise of recognition in the back of his throat and slowly moves me towards the bed. By the time he lowers me to the edge of it, his lips have purged every thought from my brain. When he backs away from me, edging towards the closet, I swipe out for his shirt to drag him back.
It’s only when he returns with a stack of two black boxes in his hands that I remember what’s going on. He hands me the top one. “Open this.”
I don’t argue. The last time he told me to open a box, he proposed. I have good luck with black boxes.
I lift the lid and pull out a black negligée.
“I saw that and thought of you,” Yakov says.
Feeling sexy isn’t always easy, especially after months of throwing up and watching my body change. But knowing he picked this out for me, hoping I’d wear it for him—there’s nothing sexier than that.
“I better try it on.” I unzip the side of my dress and let it fall to the floor. A bra wouldn’t go with my dress, so I’m naked from the waist up. “To make sure it fits.”
Yakov releases a harsh exhale. “Or you can stay like this. It’ll save me time.”
I step into the nightie and slide it over my hips. “I didn’t realize we were in a hurry.”
“We have all the time in the world.” Yakov strokes a slow finger down my collarbone and then cups my breast in his rough palm. “I’m just eager to hear you begging for my cock all fucking night long.”
His green eyes are hooded as he bends towards me. He brushes his lips softly against mine, but then his hand curls around the back of my head. He hauls me against him with crushing force. I gasp as he slips his tongue between my parted lips.
I arch against him, groaning at the obvious bulge in his pants. We may have all the time in the world, but I’m ready now. He thinks he’s eager? Pshhh. He doesn’t know the meaning of the word.
“There’s more.” Yakov pulls away, leaving me stumbling forward from the loss of him. He grabs the second black box and holds it out to me. “Open it.”
I’m breathless, desire pooling between my legs. I look up at him. “I don’t want more presents, Yakov. I want you.”
His eyes darken another shade, but he shoves the box into my hands. “Then open it.”
I do as he says, lifting the lid. It’s like a treasure chest. A box full of gold. Except… it isn’t jewelry.
I pull out a gold, curved shape and press the button at the end. It vibrates to life against my palm.
“Is this?—”
Yakov takes the box out of my hands and shoves me back on the bed. He snatches away the vibrator and shoves my thighs apart with his knees.
“It’s a twenty-four-karat gold vibrator.” He runs the vibration up and down my soaked panties. “Only the best for my future wife.”
I’m not sure what’s doing it for me more: the toy or the way Yakov is looking at me like he wants to devour every single inch of me.
I drop my head back on the mattress as he presses the toy against my clit. He slides my panties to the side and slips the toy into me, pressing it deeper until it curls against my inner wall. I try to draw my legs together, but Yakov holds me open for him.
“You’re already dripping, Luna. I can smell you.” He kisses his way up my inner leg as the vibration on the toy shifts into a higher gear. “I want to taste you.”
