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She doesn’t want me to stop.
Rolling her onto her side, I line our bodies up from behind. I don’t let my hands leave her breasts. The sensation of her in my palms is like a drug, and I’m hopelessly addicted. She covers my fingers with her own, encouraging me to grip tighter, firmer.
What I’m doing isn’t enough now … not for either of us.
I’m reveling in her lust. Even as she pants helplessly, begging me for more without words, she’s regal. The angle of her neck asks me to kiss it, so I do. The tip of her chin wants another kiss, and I go there. But she beats me to the punch. Winding around, her fingers catching in my hair as her face turns toward me. Our lips dance feverishly against each other.
I was sick without her. But this … this is something else.
Slipping my pants down to my ankles, I kick them off the bed. Galina’s bathrobe is half-hanging onto her arms by now. With a gentle tug, it comes free and pools with my clothes out of the way. The smell of the bath clings to her skin—lavender and lemons and the scent that is uniquely her. I inhale deeply, letting every tiny particle of her settle deep into my lungs, where I will never get it out.
Galina rubs her hips backward against me, grinding lightly on my hard shaft.
“Not yet,” I tell her. “I’m not ready.”
“I am,” she argues. “Don’t make me wait anymore.”
A possessive growl rumbles forth from the back of my throat. Snaking a hand around her curvaceous hip, I trace the skin above her wet crease. She parts her thighs, urging me on, but I don’t take the bait. I take my time to feel her body, to retrace the familiar routes where I left my marks on her. My fingers stroke her inner thighs, along the gap that makes a heart when her knees press together, and dance across the familiar contours that will slowly grow more curvaceous with each passing day. I toy with her navel, her hip bones, before I finally return to her slick entrance.
Her body trembles, screaming that it craves mine as much as I crave hers. I clench my teeth to control the wild urge to spread her legs and enter her.
From the tops of her thighs to the lines of her ribs, my fingers move over her like it’s our first and our last time together. I know it won’t be the last—I’ll make sure of that. I have plans to kill every hand that has raised itself to block us from being together.
They’ll die.
HE will die ...
But for now, I want to memorize the shape and feel of Galina so that if this were to be my last moment on Earth, I would die happy and fulfilled. She trembles each time my hands roam her body, her throat bobbing with arousal. Kissing the side of her neck, then her shoulder blades, I release a gravelly growl.
“I can’t wait anymore,” I admit huskily.
The bed shifts. She turns around faster than I expected and pushes me back into the mattress. Her legs straddle me before I can react, and she rises above me like a goddess emerging from the sea. Her eyes are flashing with desire, and the only thing I see in her pupils is myself.
Her lips are slightly parted. Her breasts swaying above me are taut from desire.
“Then fuck me,” she demands. “Fuck me and hold nothing back?—”
I rise up on my elbows and kiss her before she can finish her sentence. When I pull back, she follows. Hiking her hips backward, she leans her full weight onto me. The plump roundness of her ass settles on my firm cock. I shut my eyes as I deepen our kiss before I whisper into her lips,
“We’ll go at your pace.”
“Is that right?” she asks lightly.
“Yes.” My fingers explore her elbows, testing the hard edge before moving toward the soft skin of her wrists. Galina nibbles her bottom lip. I visualize her using her teeth on me and release a throaty hiss. “I’m yours to do with what you want, ptichka.”
Her fingers lace into mine, and she pushes them over my head. I know that there’s no going back now. I know she’s in control. Once upon a time, I might’ve tried to fight her for it. But now, it’s the only thing I want.
The only thing I need.
She rises and falls, teasing my cock with her slick pussy until our arousal becomes indistinguishable. My heart pounds as my ears ring from the pleasure of her torturous teasing. The tightness in my core is enough to snap me in half, leaving me helpless under her touch.
“I think,” she breathes, as she rises up one final time until a bead of nectar falls from her quivering pussy over the angry red head of my rock-hard cock, “we’ve both waited plenty.”
I can’t disagree with that.
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GALINA
