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I thought that it would just be easier to distance myself, but the reality is that I’ve already claimed her. She’s mine. Approved by Osip to be my bride. I’ve possibly already planted my baby inside of her. There is no turning my back, not that I would anyway.
Breaking the kiss, I work my way down her throat, the center of her chest and to her stomach, stopping just above her pussy. She moans, her fingers finding their way in my hair, tugging on it gently and even attempting to guide my face between her legs.
“Spread wide, show me every part of you,” I murmur against her skin, looking up at her through my lashes.
My usually not overly bold Isa does exactly what I demand of her. She rises up onto her elbows, looking down her body at me as she slowly spreads her legs as far as she can, planting her feet flat on the mattress.
Fuck.
I don’t waste a single second. Burying my face between her legs, I taste her there. Her fingers in my hair tighten as her back bows. She’s sexy as shit. Sliding my tongue through the folds, I circle her clit, then repeat the motion before I only focus on her clit.
Her thighs start to shake. She tries to close her legs, but I don’t let her. Lifting my hands, I grip the inside of her thighs and keep her open for me. I hear my name on a whispered breath, but I don’t cease.
Isabel’s hips start to move. She brings them closer to me, searching for her release, a release that is no doubt just on the edge and she’s ready to topple over. I want that. I want to watch her, taste her, take all of her in as she comes completely undone.
It doesn’t take long, a flick from my tongue against her clit, and she’s there. Her cry is loud, it bounces off of the walls around us and then her entire body stiffens. Her muscles tighten and she comes.
I don’t stop.
I taste and take. I consume and continue to lap every fucking ounce of her release up. Because she’s mine, it’s mine, all of her, including this. When her entire body collapses down onto the mattress, her hands fall from my hair, and her pussy and thighs twitch each time my tongue glides over her sensitive clit, only then do I slowly lift my head from between her legs.
“Are you ready to fuck me now?” I ask as I crawl up her body.
Her breathing is still coming out labored and she opens her eyes as she looks up at me as I hover over her body.
“I’m not,” she whispers as her teeth sink down into her bottom lip. “But I want you inside of me so badly. I always do, no matter how tired I am. No matter how you’ve already worn me out.”
“Worn you out?” I ask with a snort. “Isa, I haven’t even begun.”
“Shit,” she breathes.
“That’s about right,luchik.”
She lifts her legs, wrapping them high around my waist as I gently ease inside of her, burying myself to the root. Isabel throws her head back, her eyes closing on a sigh once I’m completely inside of her.
I don’t move.
Not that I don’t want to, I do, but this feels so fucking amazing just like this. Pressing my knees into the mattress, I stay where I am and just feel her body, her pussy, wrapped around me. She’s warm and wet, fucking perfection as always.
I almost walked away from this.
I don’t know what the hell I was thinking.
The simple answer is that I wasn’t. Instead, I was living in fear. Though a very real fear of hurting her, of harming her in a way where I wouldn’t be able to fix it. I was afraid that I was going to kill her.
In all honesty, I still am.
There is no guarantee that I won’t repeat it, which is why I have to be very careful, but I can’t throw us away. Not when we’ve both done so much to get where we are right now. Reaching back slightly, I wrap my hands just beneath her thighs and I start to move.
Isabel lifts her hands, wrapping her fingers around my forearms and without ever breaking eye contact, I fuck her. It’s slow, so slow, that I think I can’t really define it as fucking. Love. It’s making love, even though that’s something I’ve never really considered possible.
That is what we’re doing right now.
And it’s fucking perfection.
