Page 153 of Fractured Ties

“I know you do. And I love you.”

Kolya quirked a brow. “Good thing.”

“Why is that?”

“I don’t think anyone else would.”

“Their loss.”

Kolya chuckled. “No, you’re just crazy enough to have me, dushka.”

Or that.

• • •

“Oh, my God,” Maya gasped. “A walk. That’s what you’re allowed to do, not fuck me first thing in the morn—”

A hot kiss quieted her words instantly. Kolya’s kiss was punctuated by his hips thrusting against her core again. It was a little late for her to be backing out of this now, though. You know, considering he was already fucking her, and she was this damn close to coming.

It was also hard to deny this man when he woke her up already kneeling between her thighs and looking up at her like he’d just found his favorite meal. But when had she ever been able to deny Kolya? When he wanted something, he got it.

End of story.

“Fuck,” Kolya muttered against her lips.

His hands were holding her so fucking tight. Keeping her locked against the bed as he took her slow, and sweet. All things Kolya was most certainly not. And yet, she loved this just as much. Flames licked at her skin, and her breaths came a little faster with each flex of his hips.

“Come for me, yes?” he murmured in her ear. “Let me feel it, dushka.”

She had to keep semi-aware of her actions. Like the way her fingernails dragged down his back, and how her legs tightened around his waist. If she hurt him like this, then he wasn’t getting fucked again for months.

Not until he was good again, anyway.

She just let him have control.

Do what he wanted.

God knew she was loving it anyway.

Kolya’s dark, husky chuckles echoed in Maya’s ear when she finally jumped from the edge of that cliff. Or hell, maybe he was the one who threw her from it. Either way, she was still left breathless and shaking from the fall.

“There it is,” she heard him say.

Maya barely blinked, and he was pulling away. She found herself flipped over on the bed so that she was on fours. He filled her full all over again and pounded into her harder from behind than before. The aftershocks of her orgasm were only made that much better like this, and he probably knew it, too.

A fist found her hair, and his mouth landed on the back of her neck. She was just gasping her way through a second orgasm when a phone started ringing somewhere. Kolya didn’t hear it, though. He was too focused.

Almost there, she knew.

He could feel it in the tremor rocking his hands, and the tenseness of his body. She felt him pull out and paint her back with his cum as her name fell from his lips in a strangled moan.

Nothing sounded better than that.

“Fuck,” he mumbled against her skin.

Maya shivered, chilled from the air and yet warm from him. “Mmm, still not supposed to be doing that.”

“Fuck the doctor.”