Making love to Emma doesn’t stop when we both come. There’s more for her to experience and enjoy.
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
IVAN
“HOW ARE YOU feeling,lyubimaya?” I ask Emma as she lays in my arms.
“A little sore, but also good,” she replies.
I reposition her so that Emma is facing me on the bed and our foreheads are pressed together. She smiles, and I kiss her gently before pressing my forehead back to hers.
“Feeling sore is normal after your first time. It may feel that way for a few days,” I tell her.
“Thank you for being gentle,” Emma says.
“I will always be gentle with you,” I say as I tuck a piece of her hair behind her ear. “That also includes helping you heal and relax. Stay here, and I’ll be right back.”
I kiss Emma again before pushing myself off the bed and heading to the bathroom. I have a custom bathtub that’s deep enough for soaking, and my first task is to get the water flowing and the tub filling with warm water. I add some lavender bath salts for relaxation.
I grab a washcloth and soak it in warm water then wring it out. I fill a glass with some water and grab a bottle of ibuprofen before heading back into the bedroom.
Sitting on the edge of the bed next to Emma, I pull the covers down, exposing her naked body. I take the washcloth and gently wipe between her legs and over her pussy. Emma sucks in a breath when the warmth hits her entrance, then she quickly relaxes.
“How does this feel?” I ask her as I continue cleaning her up.
“Warm,” Emma replies, a smile curving at the edge of her mouth.
“Good,” I say as I finish cleaning her and toss the washcloth aside. I hand her two ibuprofen from the bottle along with the glass of water. Emma pops them in her mouth and swallows them down with the water. “Now, come with me.”
I take Emma’s hand and lead her into the bathroom. The tub is about halfway full, and I make her use the toilet before helping her into the tub to sit down. I climb into the tub behind her, turning off the tap and pulling Emma between my legs, her back resting against my front. Emma leans into me and lets out a relaxing sigh.
“Thank you for taking care of me, Ivan,” she says as she smiles.
“It is my pleasure,lyubimaya,” I tell her, placing a kiss on the top of her head.
“You’ve called me that several times. Why?” she asks.
“Because it’s what my father used to call my mother when she was alive. I call you that because you are my beloved.” Emma angles herself so she can turn and look up at me.
“I am?” she asks as her eyes go wide and uncertainty crosses her face.
“Da,” I confirm. “I meant what I told you the other night. I have deep feelings for you that go beyond keeping you safe from harm. You are mine, and I will always love you and call youlyubimaya.”
“I have feelings for you, too, Ivan. I don’t know how to qualify or quantify them yet, but they are there,” Emma says.
It takes everything in me not to fully spin Emma around and push my cock inside her. Instead, I kiss her deeply and hold her close. Emma settles into my chest again and sighs.
When the water starts getting cold, we get out of the tub and I help her to dry off. I grab one of my shirts on the way back to bed and slip it over Emma’s head. It’s way too large for her, but I love the sight of her wearing it.
We climb into bed and I pull Emma close, wrapping my body around hers. I can’t keep my hands to myself when it comes to this woman. It’s not long before her breathing becomes slow and even.
I lay there with Emma in my arms, thinking how I am the luckiest bastard in the world. My entire body warmed when she called mevanyusha. Nobody has ever called my anything but Ivan. My mother called mevanyaunless I was in trouble for something. Now I just need to keep Emma safe with me until this threat against her is eliminated.
I wake up the next morning feeling the most relaxed I have felt since taking over thebratva. I check the time on my phone and see that it’s after six o’clock. When was the last time I slept this late? I’m usually awake before four o’clock, only getting a few hours of sleep.
I look over at Emma’s side of the bed and smile. She is sleeping peacefully beside me, her hair splayed across her pillow and the covers tucked under her chin. She looks so beautiful laying there, the moonlight just barely still peeking through the curtains. It won’t be long before the sun comes streaming through that window and wakes her up.
I kiss her gently before getting out of bed and pulling on a pair of pants and a shirt. I should have known reality would come crashing down all too quickly. When I checked the time earlier, I noticed several missed messages from Mikhail and Maksim.
