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Christ.
K chertu moyu zhizn'.
Unable to control myself, my hands wander to her breasts, and feeling the soft swells beneath her shirt, it feels like I’m going to spontaneously combust.
Our tongues fight for control, our teeth nip, and our lips massage. I’m consumed by this woman.
I’m obsessed with every inch of her.
This is what I wanted.
Gripping her tightly, I hold her to me as I climb to my feet. With long and determined strides, I carry her to her bedroom and take a second to shut the door behind us.
I move to the bed, and still kissing the hell out of her, I lower her to the mattress.
She breaks the kiss for a moment. “We should probably stop.”
“Uh-huh,” I mumble as I claim her mouth again.
I lower my body on top of hers, and resting my forearms on either side of her head, I lose myself in the kiss.
Time falls away, and for all I know, we kiss straight through the night.
Everleigh spreads her legs beneath me, and my cock settles against the heat coming from her pussy.
Fuck waiting.
Breaking the kiss, my lips burn a path down her neck. I push her shirt up, and before she can tell me to stop, I rip the fabric over her head, and my mouth latches onto her hard nipple.
“Oh God,” she moans.
Her fingers grip my hair, but instead of pulling me away, she pushes me harder into her breast.
She can fucking suffocate me for all I care.
I massage her other breast and take my fill of her nipples before I move down.
My eyes lock on the scars from the three bullet wounds, and my heart clenches.
I kiss each one, thanking all that’s holy, she didn’t die.
My little fighter beat all the odds.
Gripping hold of her leggings and panties, I pull them down her legs. When I have her naked beneath me, I lose my breath at the sight of her.
We’ve had sex twice, and not once did I see her naked.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,moya malen'kaya lyubov.'”
I push her legs wider apart, and it has Everleigh making a squeaking sound.
She was inexperienced before we met, and she hasn’t been with anyone since we escaped.
I’m going to take a wild guess that no one’s gone down on her.
My suspicion is proven right when she asks, “Uhm…what are you doing down there?”
Chuckling, I murmur, “I’m about to blow your mind. Hold onto something.”
