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I ran toward Andrei like an excited puppy. “Andrei!”
He lifted me off the ground and spun me around in a circle. When he put me back down, he placed both palms on my cheeks and kissed me hard, full of need. I shut my eyes as my body started aching for his touch.
He stopped for a second and cleared his throat. I opened my eyes and looked at him.
“Elise,” he said, and I heard his voice crack just a little. He reached for my hands. “I know it's been a crazy ride. Everything has happened pretty fast. But I know what I want...”
He cleared his throat again and knelt down on one knee. Then he took a ring box out of his back pocket. The diamond sparkled when he opened the box and held it out to me. “I love waking up beside you, whether we’re here on a beach in Indonesia or in a shabby cabin on a drug smuggling ship. I don’t want to be with any other woman but the mother of my child. I want to make you mine and mine forever.”
My cheeks started burning as I raised my hands to my face. I dreamed of this moment, prayed for it, even. I’d dreamt of a man who would love me, burn the world to ash for me, take a bullet for me, and do whatever it took to simply be with me. Now he was here, and he was asking me to be his wife. It felt like a dream, and I couldn't control my tears. I sniffled and wiped my face with the back of my hand.
“I love you so much, Andrei,” I said. “And yes, I’m yours and yours alone.”
He took the ring out of the box and slid it onto my finger even though my hand was shaking. He smiled and stood up, pulling me toward him. We kissed and kissed and kissed some more.
“Let’s go inside,” he commanded in between kisses and picked me up. I wrapped my legs around his hips and pressed myself against his hard cock.
We made it to the living room, where he put me down, not even closing the door behind us. I was already pulling his pants down, unbuckling his belt, and pushing my chest closer as we kissed. We were rushing to the bedroom, tearing at each other’s clothes like it was a competition.
I tore his shirt off, and he took off my camisole and my shorts. I helped him with his pants and boxers and knelt before him. His cock was already turgid, vibrating. I held it, stroked it for a few seconds, put my mouth on it, and began to suck.
“Fuck, I missed that,” he said, brushing my hair off my face and looking into my eyes. “God, I’m dying.”
I sucked some more but he stopped me.
“Turn around,” he ordered.
I got up slowly and turned around as he had requested. He came closer, resting his body on my back. His hands moved across my skin, my arms, and my breasts. My body got warmer as his hands moved around it like he was rubbing me with fresh oil. I closed my mouth, or at least I tried to, but it was difficult to stop myself from letting my moans escape. I bowed my head, pressed my feet on the floor, and grabbed the bedsheets. I’d missed him so much. The words came out of my mouth even though I was only thinking about them. Or thinking through moans.
His hard cock pressed against my ass when my legs started to shake. He leaned toward me, put his mouth to my left ear, and whispered, “Do you want me inside?”
He knew I wanted that. My legs were spread wide for him and his dick was touching the side of my thighs now.
“Yes,” I breathed at him, “please.”
He slid in from behind, and I gasped. “Andrei, ah!” I almost screamed.
His hand came to my waist, and he held me as he guided himself in and out. I pushed back, making things easy for him, begging for more. He started moving faster, calculating, thrusting harder after every few strokes.
Soon, we both were gasping and shouting. I was the one who orgasmed first. I fell on the bed, my body shaking badly. I moaned louder, gasping for breath as my body kept shaking like I wasn’t in control. Andrei held on and kept thrusting, but slower, so slow. He stayed inside me for a few seconds, twitching, before pulling out. I heard him gasp and he rubbed my back down to my bum. He fell on his back by my side. I rolled toward him, lay my head on his chest, and put my hands around his waist.
“Fuck I missed you,” he said with a satisfied smile.
“I missed you too.”
He took in a deep breath. “I talked to my sister on my way back here. The first time without worrying it would be traced. She wants us to visit,” he told me. “I can’t wait for her to meet you.”
I smiled. “I can’t wait to meet her too.”
“She will like you.”
“Oh... really?”
He grinned and pushed my hair behind my ear. “Of course. Any woman who is woman enough to handle me deserves a red carpet rolled out for her.”
I looked at him and he held his gaze.
“I’m not Prince Charming, but I love you, Elise. And if I have to, I will burn this shitty world to ash for you,” he vowed, stroking my hair again.
