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Misha’s expression turns tender and possessive, and I lose myself in the blue of his eyes.
Those eyes were my downfall. I never stood a chance.
His palm moves away from my mouth, then his fingers trail down my neck. When his hand clamps over my breast, his mouth lowers to my jaw, and he feathers my skin with hungry kisses.
Misha forces my legs open before he settles between them. Feeling his hardness rub through my slit, my body starts to tremble with need.
This is what I waited for. I wanted this strong connection with a man before giving my virginity to him.
I wanted something special.
His hard length feels like it’s made from steel that’s wrapped in velvet, and as he keeps stroking me, an incredible force builds in my core.
My hands find his shoulders, and I dig my nails into his skin before I greedily rub them over his broad back. I feel his muscles ripple as he moves up until we’re face-to-face, his mouth latching onto mine.
His teeth tug at my bottom lip before his tongue eases the sting, then I claw at his skin as he practically devours me. The kiss is so intense I become lightheaded and can only whimper my need for more.
I want all of him.
When Misha breaks the kiss, I groan my disapproval which has him chuckling. Then he commands, “Eyes on mine,moy malen'kiy olen'.”
I stare into his bottomless blue irises, and as he positions himself at the entrance between my legs, my body quivers with anticipation.
This is it. The moment I’ve dreamed of.
“Take a deep breath,” Misha murmurs, his voice tender.
My eyes start to tingle with tears from how emotional I feel, and as I inhale deeply, Misha forces the head of his cock inside me.
The burn is instant, and even though I want this with all my heart, my body tries to move up to get away from the impending pain.
His hand clamps over my hipbone, and he forcefully keeps me in place. “Deep breaths,krasivaya.”
I love when he calls me his little deer, but hearing the word beautiful in his language makes flutters erupt in my stomach.
I love it.
Misha rests his other hand beside my head, and pushing his chest off mine, he looks down and watches as he enters me another inch.
“Iisus Khristos,seeing how you wrap around me will make me lose my mind.”
I glance down, and I’m overcome with a sense of perfection as he pushes deeper inside me.
There’s a sharp pain that has me grabbing hold of his forearm next to my head.
“Bite me,” he orders.
“What?” I frown at him like he’s lost his mind.
He jerks his chin at his arm. “Bite me. I’m going to thrust hard.”
I turn my head, looking at the veins snaking beneath his skin, and as my lips part, Misha’s hardness fills me. The thrust is so freaking hard and painful that my teeth sink into his skin and muscle as a cry tears from me.
God.
Oh. God.
It hurts.
