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He growled low and then lifted her up and turned her onto her belly. He massaged her ass, her back and then lowered down to lick her and arouse her pussy and tease her even more as he trailed his tongue along her ass, then her back. He pressed over her.
“You are going to be my everything, Annabella. My world.” He said, pushing her hair to one side and whispering into her ear, kissing her and making her wild.
“Ivan, please.” She begged.
He lifted her up, turning her again she clung to him, climbed up his body like a monkey kissing his mouth and neck as he used his hands to squeeze her ass, to slide his fingers down the crack, and into her pussy as she rocked against him.
“I’m ready. I’m ready Ivan.”
He kissed her deeply and then lowered her to the bed. He lifted up as he continued to kiss her, to ravish her mouth and then her breasts. He adjusted his body, she felt the tip of his cock against her pussy and then he lifted up and held her gaze.
“My goddess.”
She could see the veins by his temples pulsate, his dark grey eyes held hers with intensity and desire as he eased into her, nudged, and nudge and then thrust all the way.
“Ivan!” She gasped and he closed his eyes.
“Sweet, sweet Annabella, my God. My God.” He said and held himself within her, caressed her cheeks, and then lowered down and began to slowly, stroke into her pussy. The sensations, the connection, the depth of her desires had her countering his thrusts.
“More Ivan. Please, I can handle it. Please, I’ve waited forever.”
He kissed her mouth as he thrust all the way in. When he pulled from her lips he lifted her thighs higher against his hips and stroked faster, deeper. His eyes were glued to hers and then to her mouth, her breasts as they rocked and swayed with every powerful thrust. She closed her eyes and moaned louder as her body erupted. He ran his palm up her chest and cupped her large breast while using his other hand to grip her thigh and hip and pound into her over and over again. With every thrust she felt that connection between them grow stronger, deeper, and she would never let him go. Never allow him to push her away or to fear this bond between them.
“No turning back. We are bound together forever Annabella. Forever.” He said and increased those thrusts to the point of which she lost her breath and felt a slight bit of intimidation until he came with a roar, and then began to kiss her everywhere his mouth could reach.
“Mine. All mine, forever.” He said to her and she reached up and cupped his cheek, stroked her thumb along his lower lip.
“And you are mine forever too Ivan Sokolov, my first and only lover. You are mine forever too.” She whispered and he actually gave a soft smile before he kissed her, ravished her mouth, and began his exploration of her body once again, until he pulled her into his arms against his chest and rested until they were ready to make love again.
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Ivan watched Annabella as she slept. They made love several times throughout the night, and it seemed to him that each time they did, their bond grew stronger. He stared at her body. She was perfection, with curves in all the right places, and he was the first and only man to claim her body, to make love to her. He stroked her hipbone and then along the raised skin under the intricate tattoo.
He had been shocked to see it, as well as the belly ring and small diamond. She was young, but mature, and hid her pain, her sadness and scar from her past just as he hid his turmoil as well. They were more alike than he wanted to admit because it made him feel vulnerable, and like she knew his weakness or rather she was his weakness. As he leaned closer and kissed her bare shoulder a very possessive, protective sensation erupted inside of him. She was feminine, petite compared to him who could crush her so easily.
When they made love and she was underneath him, for a moment he thought how fragile she was, yet how strong at the same time. She was a fighter, a survivor, a woman set out to be professional and successful. Could he allow the freedom to pursue such endeavors? He didn’t think he could and contemplating the potential danger with her so exposed had him pulling her closer.
He pressed up against her back and kissed her neck, her firm, round ass flush against his cock. He was ready to make love to her again.
She moaned softly and he continued to kiss her skin, to maneuver his hand underneath her arm to cup her breast and stroke her nipple. Excitement, happiness simmered in his gut. He honestly thought that the decisions he made in life would not only prevent him from having this moment, this connection to another human being, but also thinking about having it forever.
“Ivan.” She whispered, her voice sounding horse and sexy. He slid her arm up above her head and she slowly rolled to her back.
As their gazes locked, her green ones sparkled. “I can’t seem to get enough of my woman.” He whispered then lowered down to kiss her lips, then her chin and to her breast.
She reached for the sheet, and he gripped it. “No covering up.”
She worried her bottom lip and he nipped her nipple before lifting up.
He squinted at her. “Are you being shy after all we did this evening?”
She gulped.
He slid his hand down between her legs, and she tightened up. “Open for me.” He said firmly. Her gorgeous green eyes roamed over his chest and then down toward his fingers. She hesitated only a moment and he hid his grin. He stroked a finger up into her pussy. She exhaled, closed her eyes and tilted her head back.
“That’s my girl, you know who is in charge always, and especially in the bedroom.”
He stroked a little faster, his need growing deeper to be inside of her.
