“I’ve dreamed of what you’d taste like so many fucking times,” he said, the truth rough in his throat.
Her breath caught.“Are you—your mouth?”she asked, startled but not afraid.
“Fuck yeah, I am.”His voice went low as he moved lower, inhaling her—her warmth, her skin, the quiet courage in the way she held herself for him.“And I’m sure as hell going to use my mouth.But only if that’s what you want.”
She searched his face for a long beat.Then her nod was small.Certain.
He didn’t tease.That wasn’t his way.He settled between her legs and pressed his mouth to her, tasting her, learning her in the most honest language he knew.When she tensed for a heartbeat, panic flared—had he moved too fast?—but then her hands slid into his hair, pulling him closer, her hips answering him with a clear, aching yes.
That was all the permission he needed.
He devoured her like a man who had waited his whole life to be allowed.He took her into his mouth, drawing every sound from her, learning the cadence of her breath, the places that made her gasp, the way her body told him when to be gentle and when to be relentless.Her voice filled the room—English, a curse, a broken laugh—and it was his name she cried when he carried her over the edge the first time.And then again.
The third time he brought her close, she tangled her fingers in his hair and tugged hard.He groaned at the loss of her heat against his mouth.
“Nikolai,” she panted, voice shaking.“I know I said I wanted you to take your time with me, but I’m rescinding that.Taking your time sucks.It’s not what I want.”
Every instinct in him roared to climb over her and drive himself home, but he forced himself to pause, to make sure—always to make sure.
“Eliza, are you—”
“Don’t ask me if I’m sure,” she growled, fierce and beautiful even in need.“I know what I want.And I want you.In me.Now.”
His mouth curved, equal parts reverent and wrecked.He moved up her body, loving the sound she made when he covered her, the way she wrapped around him as if claiming what she had already chosen.
“You’re the boss,” he murmured.
“Don’t you forget it,” she said, breathless, a grin in her voice.
He felt her heat against him, wet and wanting, and the moment branded itself into him.
“Forget this moment?Forget you?”His voice broke on the truth.“There’s no way in hell I could do either, Eliza.”He pressed into her, the fit so right it stole the air from his lungs.“I love you.”
Her smile—soft, luminous—undid him completely.
“I love you too,” she whispered.
The way she took him—heat, softness, the unmistakable pull of her body welcoming his—stole the breath from his lungs.Every inch deeper felt like a promise being kept.He couldn’t stop looking at her, at the way her gaze stayed locked to his, the way she never hid what she was feeling, the sounds she made telling him exactly what she wanted and what she loved.
When he was fully inside her, he held still for a heartbeat, grounding himself, making sure he had her—really had her—before he moved again.Then he began to rock into her, slow at first, controlled, letting the rhythm build only as her body asked for more.He felt her growing warmer, slicker, more urgent around him, the response unmistakable.When he knew she was close, he let himself go faster, deeper, the motion turning relentless as he chased the edge with her.
Even with his own release tightening through him, he never lost focus on her.Every sound, every breath, every instinct told him whether she needed more or needed him to hold back.Her hands bit into his shoulders, her voice broke around his name, and he knew—absolutely—that she was right there with him.Too close to the edge to risk losing her moment, he reached between them, thumb finding what she needed most.
Eliza cried out, her body tightening around him, and he drove into her, hips rolling as he held her through it.She shattered beneath him, her release rippling through her in waves so powerful it stole what little control he had left.He followed her over, thrusting once more as the world fractured, her name torn from his throat like a vow, like something holy.
