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“Y-you were… touching me.”
My fingers graze her pussy and I press down gently, enough to make her twitch with the first of many tremors to come. “Like this?”
“Yes.”
“Was I kissing you?”
Her eyes brighten. Her reflection on the surface is a rippling thing of beauty. “On my neck first.” She sounds eager now. Impatient. “Then my lips.”
My fingers dig into her hip and I pull her into my lap. She gasps as my cock slides against her slit without pushing inside. I kiss her neck softly, teasing her with feather-light touches that mirror what my fingers are doing between her legs.
“D-Dmitri…” she moans.
“You never have to resort to dreams or fantasies when you’re with me, moya devushka. Just come to me. Tell me what you need and I’ll give you everything you want and more.” It’s a reckless promise, but I’m as intoxicated by the moment as she is. “What else do you want from me?”
She moans, low and soft and slow. It sets my skin on fire. I grab her hard and pull her closer.
“This is exactly where I want you,” I growl, making sure my cock is placed perfectly against her pussy. “This is where you belong.”
She writhes against my hardness, her soapy breasts shivering with every movement. “No… I can’t belong here.”
“Does it feel wrong?” I challenge.
She seems to be at a loss for words. Or maybe my cock is just a little too distracting. Either way, she runs a hand over my chest.
“Just kiss me,” she begs. “Make it feel right.”
Say no more.
I kiss her furiously, with all the pent-up emotion that’s been building inside me from the moment she was taken. Her breathy little gasps unleash the animal in me and I have to hold back to keep from fucking her the way I want to. At least her belly is a constant reminder that I must be careful.
But I don’t hold back with the kisses, and she doesn’t seem to mind. She gives as good as she gets. Her tongue duels mine for control until we’re both just heaving masses of nerve endings. When we finally break apart, my cock is pushing into her slit, desperate to be swallowed up by her warmth.
“Is this what you dreamed about, baby?” I growl in her ear.
She shudders. “More… please…”
I ease myself inside her and she whimpers, the most delicious sound I’ve ever heard. But that first thrust does something to her. Unlocks something. Erases some pain, some hesitation, some fear.
“Mmm…” she groans. “Yes, yes, yes…”
As I bury myself to the hilt, every trace of her self-consciousness disappears. At the flip of a switch, she’s riding me wildly, her hands on my chest, her half-wet hair flipping around her head, water sloshing up and over the sides of the tub.
It’d be so easy to let go already. But, impossible as it feels, I grit my teeth, grab her ass, and dig in my heels. This woman deserves more than three fucking minutes.
Fuck—considering the blue balls I’ve had to tote around this past week, I deserve more than three minutes.
Wren’s eyes flutter backwards and pain pinches against my chest as she digs her nails into my skin. She doesn’t notice or care, though—she just keeps bouncing devotedly on my cock, trying to choke the orgasm out of me like the tantalizing little siren she is.
“Take me like a good girl,” I snarl in her ear. “Ride me like you deserve it. Fall apart for me. Give me every fucking bit of you.”
When she finally cries out that she’s coming, I let loose the reins on my own orgasm. Hot cum fills up her tight pussy and every muscle in me roars with the release.
Slowly, Wren stills.
Slowly, the water stills.
Slowly, the room and the heat and our hearts ease back to something resembling normal.
