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“Never wake a sleeping baby. And you showed her off yesterday when they were over.”
“But isn’t she different from yesterday? I swear she grows so fast.” His brow furrowed and I thought he might cry.
I put my arm around him. “Big strong man,” I teased.
“I’m weak where my girls are concerned,” he said. He gently tugged his finger away and leaned back, sighing. “I can’t take Nikolai and Aleksei today. Nikolai especially. He’s been complaining nonstop about Grigory Lukin’s visit.”
“What did poor Grigory Lukin do to make Nikolai so mad?” I asked, always happy to catch up with my new family’s problems. “And who is he again? Another cousin?”
“Not a cousin, but an old friend of my father’s. He sent his daughter to study here when she was a teenager and she later became estranged from him.” He shrugged. “I can’t keep up with that, and to be honest, it’s terrifying to think our princess might grow up to hate me.”
“Never,” I said, squeezing his arm. “You’re already a perfect father.”
He leaned to kiss me, smiling gratefully. He smelled good, fresh from a shower, and I scooted closer to him, sliding my hand in between the buttons of his shirt. He grinned. “Shall I cancel my brothers?”
“Can they deal with Grigory on their own?” I asked.
He groaned. “I wish I knew. I’m sure I’ll hear more about it when they arrive. Something about an old contract with our father.” He ran his fingers behind my neck and pulled me close for a kiss. “I’d rather spend this time that Anya’s asleep with you, my queen.”
Shivers of anticipation rolled up my spine at his suggestive look. Between the new baby and his busy schedule trying to juggle all his businesses, legal and otherwise, we didn’t get that much time alone together lately. We both flatly refused a nanny, neither one of us being able to fully put our trust in anyone. Hetty watched Anya for an hour here and there but other than that, she was always with one of us.
I reached into his pants pocket and pulled out his phone, unlocking it with his code. We had no secrets from each other. I texted his brothers, telling them we’d reschedule for tomorrow instead, then tossed his phone onto the sofa beside us with a smile.
The baby stirred in her bassinet and we both held our breath. When it seemed like she would remain fast asleep, I climbed onto Ivan’s lap, sighing contentedly when I settled on his thick bulge.
“Ah, my love,” he said, his hands roaming up my back and dragging my shirt up with it.
I lifted my arms so he could take it all the way off and he leaned down to nuzzle my breasts, heavy and full still. My head dropped back as he sweetly cupped them, then ran his fingers down my sides, raising goosebumps. He was going to tease me? Well, two could play that game.
I writhed against his cock as I bent to kiss his neck, popping the buttons on his shirt until I could get my hands on his hard chest. We could be married for fifty years and I’d never be bored of him. My teasing was only making me suffer and I nipped at his earlobe as I continued to grind against him. He finally grabbed my hips and pulled me down hard against him.
“We haven’t got much time,” he said, his voice low and tempting. “Tell me what you want.”
“I’ll show you,” I said, hopping up. I was wearing yoga pants so my striptease probably wasn’t as hot as I would have liked, but his appreciative stare told me he was satisfied. I wriggled out of my clothes and hovered over him, taking his hand and guiding it between my thighs.
His fingers slid between my wet folds, already aching for his touch. As he caressed me, I undid his button and tugged down his zipper, catching his big cock when it bounced free. I watched his eyes run up and down my body as his fingers expertly worked my pussy. It would probably be months, maybe years before we could have long, leisurely sessions like we did before Anya was born, but he knew exactly how to bring me to ecstasy, even if we only had minutes.
With another glance at the bassinet, I climbed back on his lap, moving my hips with the rhythm of his fingers. He wrapped his free hand around my neck and pulled me close to claim my mouth, his tongue questing as his fingers pushed inside me.
“So close,” I murmured, pulling away from his kiss to clamp my teeth onto his shoulder so I could muffle my cries. The second he tipped me over the edge I came down hard on his cock, unable to stifle my loud moan of pleasure.
He chuckled, his hands cupping my bottom as I rode him. “Do you think you can be quieter?” I gasped.
He shook his head, squeezing his eyes shut as I clenched around his shaft. He was mine and he needed to know it. He opened his eyes and gripped my hips to slow my frenzied movements.
“I’m not done with you yet,” he said, voice full of wicked promise. Once again he found the swollen nub between my thighs, circling it until I panted for another release.
I thumped his shoulder, letting my head drop to touch his. “Please, Ivan,” I begged.
My soft plea was all it took. He could never resist giving me what I asked for. With a roar that shook the windows, he pumped his seed inside me. I knew it was too soon, but I couldn’t help wishing for a little brother or sister for Anya. With the perfect husband and father in Ivan, how could I not?
Fresh waves of pleasure washed over me and I let my voice join his. We both ended up laughing as I melted against him. For several long moments, we could only cling to each other and try to catch our breath.
“How is she still asleep?” I asked.
“Is she all right?”
We both hopped up, naked and sweaty, and peered at our tiny daughter. “She’s fine,” I whispered when I saw her chest rise and fall. I laughed. “We’re ridiculous.”
He gathered me in his arms and back onto the sofa, pulling a blanket around us. “Let’s take a nap,” he suggested.
It sounded deliciously decadent and I rested my head on his chest as he gently stroked my arm. “I don’t even really need to ask you for what I want anymore,” I said.
“Why’s that, my queen?”
I smiled and closed my eyes, letting his steady heartbeat lull me to sleep. “Because you always just already know.”
*****
THE END
