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There was a good deal of things I wanted to say to her then, but I had no idea of the words with which to say them. Instead, I ran my fingertips down the side of her face, pulling it closer to my own. “You are a Two Spy’s wife now,” I said instead. “When you say jump, they jump. When you say die, they die. You are my wife.”

It was the only promise I could give her, my words heavy with an implication. A quiet, charged understanding passed between us before she sank her forehead back down into mine.

“I think. . .” she whispered, pausing as if considering her words carefully. “I think I would like to go to Russia with you.” The words were soft, hesitant, but her thighs were twitching over me, pulling me further inside of her once more and reawakening the physicality from before.

“Then tomorrow we go to Russia,” I said. “But right now. . .” My hands closed tightly round the curve of her ass; It was too full for my palms and too soft despite the obvious muscle that rounded it so far out from her back. My dick all but sprang back to life inside of her.

I used the leverage of her ass to tilt her onto her back. Her breathy gasp and even breathier moan were my reward as I lifted her left leg, pulling her thigh up to my chest so that I could create a deeper angle to move inside of her with.

Tomorrow I would take my new wife to Russia. Tomorrow I would focus on the hit and the implications of it. Tomorrow I would be a Koalitsia Two Spy.

Right now, I was just a man with his wife. I felt her walls flutter and tense around me as that pretty flush spread across her tanned skin. Her black eyes stared warmly back up at me, and it was all I could do not to fall into her.

Right now, we would be Dmitry and Manya.

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