“Let me touch you, Kirill,” I plead as I slowly gyrate my hips.“Please?”
Kirill lets out another deep groan as he feels my inner muscles squeeze around him, and he lets go of my wrists. He slips one hand between my lower back and the bed, and tilts my hips up as he drives into me again; slower this time, but just as intense.
My lashes flutter as I feel his deepened thrust, and with my hands finally free, I work my fumbling fingers over the buttons of his shirt until I finally have it open. Kirill lets out a hiss of pleasure as my hands finally roam over the hot, muscled expanse of his chest, and he pauses just long enough to help me rip the thing entirely off.
His shoes and pants come next and when he’s finally as naked as I am, I dig my nails into his muscled, sweat-slicked back and urge him for more. Kirill responds eagerly, smoothing one hand over my inner thigh and down to my knee, spreading my legs farther apart as he drives mercilessly into my hot, soaking center.
Chapter Fourteen
Kirill
Ilet out a growling moan as I feel Annika’s third orgasm bathe over my cock. Her attempt at grabbing the power over me amused me greatly, but I wasn’t able to allow her to take it. Punishment was in order and I was bathed in satisfaction when she self-corrected so perfectly.
Her begging nearly sent me over the edge, and I’ve been grappling with the urge to come ever since. As she releases on me again, though, I lose that battle, and my orgasm comes barreling though like a bullet released from its chamber.
Muscles ticking with exhaustion, my skin slick with sweat, I lower myself down over Annika, lavishing kisses over her neck, collarbone and breasts.
“Well done,devochka,”I praise, licking delicious sweat off her skin, “Well done.”
In response Annika only whimpers. Her tight grasp on my shoulder blades eases into soft touches, and as I slide some of her loose tendrils away from her eyes, I see the perfect mixture of exhaustion and pleasure.
I glance over at the black clock on the white marble nightstand. Two in the morning. Much later than I expected. I chuckle, thinking I’ll need to be more careful with my wife in the future. I have no doubt I’ll likely be missing a morning meeting or two if our lovemaking is going to continue like this.
I slowly ease my spent cock out of her, and satisfaction roils through my blood as she lets out a muttered protest when I move to lay by her side.
“You like me inside you,devochka?”I ask, feathering kisses along her lips and cheeks.
“Mmmm,” Annika hums, a dreamy smile forming on her lips.
Her lashes flutter up, revealing those deep blue pools, and I feel my heart do a somersault as she reaches up to stroke my hair from my eyes.
“Very much,” she agrees.
Then to my surprise, her grip strengthens and she give my hair a playful tug. I can’t help the chuckle that leaves my lips as she adds, “Even if you frustrate me.”
“You’ll be far less frustrated in the future if you learn to just obey me at all times,” I reply with a smirk.
I untangle her fist from my hair, and as I sit up, I pull her with me. Annika lets out a moan of protest as I do so, and I chuckle once more as she lets me pull her spent body into my arms. I don’t think I’ve ever smiled or laughed as much in my entire life as I have in the few hours I’ve spent in her presence.
“What are you doing?” she asks, laying her head on my chest.
Her voice is full of exhaustion and though I know she needs her rest, I can’t let her go to bed filthy from my use.
“Getting you cleaned up,” I answer, then drop a kiss on the top of her head before carrying to the bathroom.
“No shower,” she groans, shaking her head, “Too sleepy.”
“Yes, shower,” I reply sternly. “But don’t worry, I’ll clean you up. You just have to lean against me and let me.”
“That won’t be a problem,” she mutters.
She leans her head against my shoulder with a soft sigh, and my heart flutters.God,this woman has an effect on me. And she’s mine.My wife.
I sit her gently atop the white marble countertop that holds the his and her sinks, then turn to the walk in shower. The deep, white soaking tub calls to me, but that will have to wait until later. Though already I’m having visions of her riding my cock in the warm water.
I wait until the shower is warm enough before I pick her up again and carry her in as the steam starts to rise. Annika lets out a soft sigh as I step into the spray, and for a moment I just stand there, letting the hot water wash away our sweat and scent of lovemaking as I admire her.
“I thought you liked it rough,” Annika murmurs into his chest.
