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“Am I done?” I whisper, wrapping my useless legs around him.
“That depends. Can you walk?”
He pretends like he’s going to set me on the ground and I cling to him even more tightly. “Definitely not. Don’t even try it.”
He chuckles and lowers me onto the bed.
As I spread out on the mattress in front of him, his smile fades. The dark desire I saw in his eyes earlier is back and entirely focused on me.
I’m not sure where I find the energy, but I spread my legs and run a hand up my stomach. I trail my finger over my skin and around each of my breasts.
Before I can slide my hand back down between my thighs, Ivan snatches my wrist and pins it to the mattress. Quickly followed by my other hand until I’m wrapped around his waist with my hands bound above my head.
“Mine,” Ivan whispers, his gaze tracing every inch of me.
I arch my hips, brushing the tip of him. “Yours.”
He slides his cock into me easily. I thought he’d be an inferno of intensity, but he’s actually slow and tender. Each stroke is a balm to my frazzled nerves, an antidote to the buzzing in my veins.
He stretches and fills me with just the tip until I’m sure I can’t take anymore. Then he slides in deeper.
“This.” I strain against his hold on my wrists and arch towards him. “This is—I want this. You.”
The words are nonsensical, but they’re everything.
The toy took whatever it wanted from me. Ivan is different. He hears me. Moveswithme, notinme, if that even makes any sense.
He fills me in long, steady thrusts until I unfurl in a wash of heat and pleasure and love.
I know he feels it, too, because his breath picks up. He releases my wrists and grips my thighs, holding me fast against him.
“Perfect,” he breathes, watching me come undone one last time as he follows close behind. “You’re so fucking perfect for me.”
It’s a long time before Ivan slides out of me and carries me into the bathroom. I just took a shower, but my skin is sticky with sweat and my new muscles hurt in all the best ways. He lathers soap over my body and his own. Then he wraps me in the softest, fluffiest towel and lays me in our bed.
“Tell me what you need, Cora.”
“You.”
His eyebrows rise. “I don’t think you can handle any more of me tonight.”
I smile, my skin warming with a blush. “No, not that. Just… lie here with me. Stay here with me.”
He nods and starts to lower himself into bed when I hear my phone alarm buzzing. He grabs it from the nightstand and holds it out to me. “What is ‘BC’?”
“Oh. That’s the alarm for my pill.”
“Pill?”
I struggle upright and pull the circular pill container out of the nightstand. “Thepill. I was off of birth control while I was at Alexander’s, but I’m back on my schedule now.”
I drop a small blue pill into my hand and am about to toss it back down the hatch when Ivan lays his warm fingers on my wrist. “Do you want to be back on your schedule?”
“What?”
He tips his head towards the pill.
I frown and blink. Apparently, five—God, maybesix—consecutive orgasms make me a little slow because it takes me way too long to understand what he’s saying.
