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“That was—!” she begins, then stops as I cup her face in my hands and stare directly into her eyes. She licks her lips a moment before I claim them again. I forget about her betrayal as my hunger takes over. For this moment, I only want to feel the explosive passion between us.
I moan against her lips when she weaves her fingers into my hair. I know she wants me as much as I want her.
My hands rove over her lush curves, exploring a landscape that’s grown increasingly familiar. It’s not long before she’s arching and pressing against me as I find the paths that bring her most pleasure.
“Fuck! This dress…” I groan, when I take a moment to pull back and stare down at her. Sliding my hand down her back, I find the zipper tab that rests just above her ass and tug it down.
The move loosens the dress. Watching her face, I peel the soft fabric down her arms, then let it drop to the floor.
“You’re beautiful,Solnishko,” I exhale as she stands before me in nothing but a pair of red lace panties and her heels. I slide down her body, letting my lips trail over her flesh until my nose is nestling into the vee between her thighs.
“Lev!” she chokes out, her hands dropping to my shoulders as I mouth her mound through the lace. The scent of her surrounds me, the sweet honeyed fragrance of roses and lust making my cock throb. If I wasn’t so determined to draw out these moments, I’d rip off the damn panties and fuck her hard against the door.
Except everything has to be perfect. For the sake of appearances, if nothing else.
Sliding my fingers beneath the snug waistband, I roll the lace down her hips and over her thighs, then inhale as I face the moist temptation of her cunt. Glistening lips peep through neatly trimmed curls and I bite back a smile to see how she’s prepared herself for this moment. When I slide my tongue along her bare slit, she spreads her thighs to allow me access. I quickly find the throbbing nub of her clit.
It barely takes minutes for her to be pumping her hips forward and mewling as I suckle those tingling nerve endings. Already her orgasm is close and it makes me groan into her flesh at how beautifully she responds to me.
“Oh… Oh, fuck!” she chokes out, then whimpers when I raise my head from her. I rise slowly, taking time to lave attention on each lush tit before I reach her mouth, letting her taste herself on me. “Please,” she moans, her cheeks flushed, eyes glazed with need as I pull her against me.
I moan too as she grazes her lips and teeth down my jaw to my throat while she frantically tugs at my shirt. The last time I’d had her, we’d been frantic like this too, clinging, grinding, driving each other to the brink in a frenzy of need that had been rough and brutal.
I remind myself that this has to be different.
This has to besweet.
I have to play the role of the doting husband so she can continue the little charade that will lead me to whoever is involved in this.
I put my hands over hers, slowing her desperate movements as I guide her to the buttons of my shirt. As it peels open, she falls against my bare chest with a hunger that I’m tempted to match, especially when that hot mouth closes over my nipple. I run my hands into her hair, pressing her head to my chest. When her teeth graze the puckering flesh, I growl low in my throat.
She already knows how to push my fucking buttons and again I have to slow myself. When she starts fumbling with the belt of my pants, I stop her hand and then abruptly lift her, letting her knees clasp around my hips as I carry her across the room.
She’s peppering my throat and shoulders with tiny, nipping kisses by the time I reach the edge of the bed. I set her down on the cool linen, allowing myself a moment to take in the sight of her. Naked aside from her high heels, her thighs spread in anticipation, nipples tight, body arching in the moonlight…
“God… You’re a fucking vision.” My voice is hoarse with lust as I kick off my shoes and unzip my pants. Pale hands reach for me in the silvery light as I strip naked and then sink onto the bed between her thighs. She’s eager as I settle against her, fingers curling around my shaft as she tries to guide me into her heat. I take her hands again and clasp them over her head, grazing my lips over hers.
“Slowly,Solnishko,” I murmur against her mouth, allowing my free hand to trace her lines then slide between her legs to find her heat. I ease a finger into the pool of need there, thumb tracing circles over her clit until she’s bucking against me.
“Lev! Oh God, please… I need…need…”
I know what she needs. I need it too. But I drag the needing out, revelling in her desperation as she twists her hips, seeking a fulfillment that I’m not ready to give just yet. When I dip my head and take a hard nipple into my mouth, she cries out. The muscles of her core tighten and clamp around my finger. I stop thrusting, waiting until the tension eases off before I begin again.
I lose track of how many times I do this, bringing her to the edge, and then pulling her away. Her skin is coated in a sheen of slick sweat, her dark hair clinging damply to her face as she tosses her head, mumbling words that no longer make sense. When our eyes finally lock, the pure hunger in hers is more than I can take. My cock feels hard enough to explode when I guide the head along her gaping slit.
“Tell me what you want,” I ask, needing to know that she wants this as much as I do.
“You! I need you inside me! Please…” Her voice is breathless. Any signs of the naïve girl who’d come into my world all those weeks ago are gone now as the woman beneath me begs for her pleasure.
“Fuck,” I groan as I sink into her. It’s like drowning in heaven.
“Oh! God, yes!” she chokes, her back arching, thighs splaying wide as she receives me. I slide in so slowly I almost send myself out of my mind, but I stay steadfast in my determination to make this time different.
“Jesus!” I grit out. “You’re so fucking tight…” Her sweet cunt is almost too much to focus on as I push in to the hilt. She strains against me, ankles clasping behind my hips as she tries to thrust up at me, eager for that friction that will end this all too quickly.
I release her wrists and support my weight on my palms, caging her with my arms as her hands flutter down to run over my shoulders, my back, my ass. Nails bite in as I set up a slow, rolling rhythm with my hips. Lowering onto an elbow, I use a hand to hold her face as I stare into eyes that seem to have lost the ability to see me.
“Look at me,” I demand, my hips still rolling as I draw out each thrust into long seconds of ecstasy. Every slow plunge has her spreading wide around me until I reach the very depths of her.
