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Flipping her onto her stomach,I reach out, wrapping my fingers around her hips, tugging them backward and I thrust forward and sink deep inside of her.
“Fuck,” I hiss. “Fucking shit.”
She feels fucking amazing. Her cunt is warm and pulsing from her release. Releasing one of her hips, I glide my hand down the center of her spine and wrap my fingers around the back of her neck.
Gripping her hip with my fingers, I know that she’ll have marks from me there and I’ll kiss them later, but at the same time, I know they’re going to look sexy as hell, too. Thrusting hard, my pelvis slams against her ass, I groan at the sound of the flesh pounding.
Tipping my head down, I watch the movement of my cock sliding in and out of her. It’s sexy as shit, her wetness coating my dick. Isabel moans into the mattress, I don’t stop moving, fucking her hard, can’t.
Shifting my hand from her neck, I tangle my fingers in her hair and tug her head backward slightly. I want more. I want her bowed for me.
“Up on your hands,luchik.”
She shifts, placing her palms on the bed as her ass goes even higher in the air. My hand grips her hair even tighter, and I tug her head back farther. Forcing her to bow beautifully for me. Just the way I imagined.
Tipping my chin down, I look into her eyes. Her lids are lowered slightly, her lips parted and fuck me to hell and back, she’s perfect. I don’t stop, I want her to come again, but I’m not sure I have that much self-control. I am seconds from coming—hard.
“Fuck,” I hiss again.
She’s wet and warm, she fucking wants more from me, I can feel it. She’s climbing again. Sliding my hand from her hip, I slip it between us. Two of my fingers press against her clit, then I begin to stroke her while my cock continues to move in and out of her.
“Ruslan,” she whimpers. “I can’t, not again. It’s too much.”
I snort, smiling down at her. “It’s never fucking too much. Not ever. Just feel, Isa. Just feel.”
She lets out a long sigh, then sucks in a breath before her pussy clamps down around my dick. It draws my release from me immediately. My entire body jerks forward, I bury myself deep inside of her and I fill her with my release.
Slowly, I release my grip on her hair, her arms bend and she falls forward against the mattress, lying down, I rest my chest against her back. Turning my head, I touch my lips to the side of her neck.
“Isa,” I breathe.
“I still want to talk,” she exhales.
I grunt as I force myself to slip from her body and roll over onto my back. Looking to the side, I face her. She turns her head as well, her eyes blinking slowly as she looks over to me. Her lips turn up into a grin, but I can tell even though she’s sated and happy, that she’s alsonothappy at the same time.
“Talk,” I state.
“That woman today said that you stole her daughter to be a whore, you and Osip. She was Rostam’s first wife.”
“One of the women is Rostam’s?” I ask.
“Yes, the woman who attacked us, that was Rostam’s wife and Vadim killed her.”
“Fuck,” I grind out. “And you didn’t tell anyone?”
She presses her lips together, her eyes searching mine. She doesn’t say anything right away, instead she just watches me. Then she sighs and pushes up to a seated position, bringing the sheet across her chest.
“I was in shock. He killed her. Right there. But she was going to hurt me, maybe even Zinaida and her baby. I understand it, but at the same time, I wonder what this is going to do for your relationship with Rostam.
“What happens when he finds out it was your man who did it and all he did was call in a cleanup crew to get rid of the body? What happens?”
She’s rambling. She’s no doubt panicked and honest to fuck, I feel the same way right now. Fucking shit. This is going to be so goddamn bad. Especially when Rostam figures it all out. He’s not stupid, he’ll figure it out before too long.
“I have to call Osip,” I announce, slipping out of bed.
I stop and look back at her. She looks fucking terrified, maybe she should be, but Rostam has been a fucking problem since day one, in one way or another. I have a feeling that no matter what happens, he’ll continue to be a problem.
“I’m not mad at you,luchik. Thank you for telling me.”
Her lips curve up into a small smile and she nods her head once, then I reach for my pants, grab my phone and walk out of the bedroom. Fuck me. Fucking fuck me. This is going to be so goddamn bad.
