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“I have some words for you,” I spit, standing from the couch and walking toward the kitchen, my frustration building with each step I take.
However, I only make it two steps before his hand wraps around the front of my neck, pulling me back against his chest with enough force to draw a grunt from me. “I didn’t tell you I was finished, did I?” He growls into my ear. A shiver spirals into my spine, streaking all the way back down to my sensitive pussy. I tighten my thighs at his words, trying to gain some relief from the previous assault.
“It sure seems like you’re finished,” I counter, and he tightens his grip slightly.
“There’s no need to be a fussy little brat… because honey, I’m just getting started,” Declan whispers, squeezing the column of my throat once more before flipping me around to face him. Sending a smack on my ass, he lifts me up and wraps my legs around him. My hands immediately go to his shoulders to keep steady, his erection digging into my core.
Taking a few steps forward, he pins me between his chest and the cold wall. Pushing the tip of his dick against my wet pussy, he slips inside with ease while bringing my hips down more. His arm muscles strain a bit as he holds all of my weight, minus what is leaning against the wall. His breath hitches, but he has no issues using his forearms to lift me off of him and back down.
A groan forms in his throat as my walls clench around him. “Fuck, Natalia.” Declan grips my hips tightly as he slams into me, sending my willing body crawling away from his body as best as I can.
“God, Dec. Stop! Please don’t stop,” I manage to choke out between moans, words stuttering from me as I try to maintain coherent thoughts. I want him to quit fucking teasing me and to let me just cum already. My nails sink down into his flesh, sliding down aggressively in pure bliss, and a hiss escaping his lips as I dig. The only sounds around us are his guttural grunts, my pants for more, skin slapping skin and the sound of his balls smacking against my ass with each desperate thrust.
He leans forward, capturing my lips in another searing kiss. When he pulls away, his gaze finds mine. His hands slide to my ass, holding me up as he moves from the wall back to the couch. Laying me down on the cushions, he pulls my hips to the edge. Driving back into me with a grunt, he moves his hips at a fast but rough pace.
“Don’t. Ever. Walk. Away. From. Me. Again.”He emphasizes each word with a hard thrust, my thoughts scrambling with each punishing attack. “Do you understand?” He growls out in a roar, reaching down to grip my chin and maintain eye contact.
“Yes!” My orgasm builds again, it’s so close I can taste it. My eyes begin to roll back, but a gentle slap to my face brings me back into focus.
“Yes, what?” He prompts, his hand finding my neck once more as his thrusts slow down, threatening to take away the orgasm I’ve been denied.
“Yes, sir!” I whimper. “Please, Declan. I’m so close.” I beg, crying out in pure pleasure and irritation from being edged. His hand slips between us and works my clit in circles with his thumb.
My orgasm barrels down in me, pushing a guttural scream from my lips as the pure ecstasy makes my toes curl. As my pussy clenches around his dick, my body shudders. The wetness pouring from me onto his cock only makes the silence around us louder, the sounds of my pleasure echoing with each of his brutal thrusts. It’s not long until he finds his own release with a grunt, his breathing heavy.
As his movements slow, he leans forward with his eyes drawn closed, resting his forehead against mine.
“Holy fuck,” I breathe out, my chest still heaving as I attempt to bring it back to normal.
Chapter eighteen
Declan
“Holyfuckisright,”I chuckle. She smiles at me, and I place a gentle kiss on her lips. Pulling out of her slowly, I stand and hold my hands out. When she grasps my hands, I smile and tug her off the couch, leading her silently to the bathroom.
We walk over to the bathtub where I turn the water on and wait for it to warm before pouring in her favorite bubble bath. Once it’s full and ready, I help her step in, following closely behind her with a slight hiss from the heat. Leaning back against the tub, I pull her back against my chest.
Natalia lets out a content sigh as she relaxes as I slowly run my hands along her body. I swirl tiny shapes along her sensitive skin, feeling her begin to slowly release the tension from her body as I work.
“When do you have to leave?” She asks after a few beats of silence. I almost tense up just from hearing about my upcoming departure, but I try to remain relaxed. It’s short term, and she’s already promised that she is going to come home to me.
“I really shouldn't stay longer than tomorrow night…” I trail off, resting my chin on her shoulder with a heavy exhale.
“It’s only temporary,” she whispers, her own emotions evident in the slight tremble of her voice..
“Temporary,” I parrot, closing my eyes as I hold her tightly against me. She goes quiet again, deep in thought as she stares at the wall. I feel warm droplets hit my arms in our position. As I lean down, I see her eyes pinched shut, her face full of pure sadness. “What’s going on in that head of yours?” I murmur, kissing her shoulder to help soothe the silent ache she is experiencing.
“Can I go see Dmitri?” She asks, chewing on her bottom lip. Her strained voice wobbles, but I know better than to ask right now. She’s not the emotional type, and I don’t want to scare her off when I just got her back.
“You don’t have to ask that. You can go any time you want to,” I answer with an obvious tone hinted at through my reply.
She nods, placing her hands over mine. Her fingers play with mine, dancing them around. “That’s still so surreal.”
“I know it is. I’ve known about it for eight months, and I still can’t believe it,” I chuckle. She doesn’t respond besides a small smile. I can hear her mind wandering around a mile a minute, but I don’t press her. We’ve made huge leaps and bounds since being cooped up here. I refuse to push her anymore just to get her two-cents.
When the water finally chills, we finally climb out of the bathtub. Natalia shivers as I grab her a towel and wrap it around her gently. She gives me a gracious beam before taking over where my hands were.
“When did you want to go back to the warehouse?” I question, drying off with my towel.
