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“Your muscles flex so beautifully as you come,” he praised. My mouth opened, and I looked in my own eyes at the exact same moment that I moaned his name. It was shamefully erotic to see myself like that, but I had to admit that I kind of liked it.
It made my orgasm tear through me with an even greater savage intensity.
“That’s it, babygirl. Come hard for me,” he demanded.
White hot bliss burned through my limbs, and when I finally came down, there was a slight sheen of sweat visible on my skin. He flipped me around and pulled me against him, keeping my pajamas around my waist. I had lost my panties at some point, but I didn’t much care. The hard line of his cock pressed right in between my cheeks, and I cried out, imagining what his cock would feel like inside me next.
“Do you feel how hard you make me, Natasha? This is you. You do this to me,” he growled, and I watched my own face redden in the mirror.
“Yes, sir,” I breathed, and I couldn’t help it when my muscles clenched around him. He smiled knowingly, and I bit my lip, aroused and ashamed all at once.
Carefully, he lifted me in his arms and carried me back to bed. He placed me down and leaned over me, trailing soft kisses up the cusp of my shoulder.
“It’s time for bed, my babygirl,” he breathed.
I opened my mouth, wanting to ask for him to stay and take me like a husband should take his wife, but he spoke first.
“If you need more, my Natasha, you will ask me for it,” he coaxed, and I bit my lip. He was giving me a chance to ask, right here, right now.
I yearned for him to just take me, and I sort of hated that he was sticking to his principles and acting the part of a perfect gentleman in this one thing.
I wanted him to fuck me, and I wanted him to take it. He waited a few moments, yet I couldn’t bring myself to say anything.
“Goodnight, my sweet bride,” he whispered. He kissed my forehead and pulled the covers back over me.
“Goodnight, sir,” I replied meekly, watching him as he smiled down at me and walked out the door. I slipped my hands beneath the covers and cupped my sore bottom.
Exhausted, I closed my eyes and fell right to sleep.
CHAPTER11
Natasha
In the days following that fiery explosion between us, I finally began to settle into my new life. Even though I understood at least partially that Sergei was a cold and ruthless mafia boss, I felt myself drawn to him anyway. With me, he showed a much softer and less enigmatic side, and I cherished that.
Some mornings he surprised me with flowers, others a box of chocolates, and on the weekend, he sent breakfast in bed to me. There were even a few times he surprised me with small gifts, be it lingerie, jewelry, or clothing. With every thoughtful present, I grew to adore him more and more with every passing day.
Even in my growing comfort though, there was an increasing sense of frustration. He hadn’t touched me since that day. I wasn’t certain if maybe he’d regretted what he’d done with me. Maybe he’d decided that I was nothing more than a kept woman that would go over his knee whenever she crossed the line.
I wanted him to make love to me.
The longer it went on, the more I worried that our marriage would turn into a loveless one. I’d already been tricked by one man before. I’d thought Robert was a good man and he’d proven my instincts wrong. He’d taken everything from me to feed his gambling addiction. He’d fooled me for the entirety of our relationship, and that a scar that ran deep.
I hoped my instincts weren’t wrong about Sergei.
My husband and I were like passing ships during the night. He went about his business during the day, sometimes late into the evenings. I started to explore the local area of Lake Forest, making sure to bring along his men whenever I left the house. I kept busy with classwork, but a part of me started to miss my old life, especially my friends, so I reached out.
I texted Chloe first, and she responded within seconds.
Chloe: Girl, where have you been? I stopped by your apartment the other day and someone else had moved in. Some hairy dude named Roger or something. Serious downgrade if you ask me.
Me: Robert left me at the altar. I’m sort of seeing someone else now.
Chloe: Say what? Drinks tonight. I’ll invite all the girls and you’ll give us the low down.
Me: I’m not sure…
Chloe: Consider this mandatory. It’s girls’ night with you front and center. I want the tea on Robert and this new mystery man that has apparently kidnapped you to wherever you are right now. Like, is he hot? How big is his cock? You know, all the important details.
