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His words stun me speechless, and before I can think up a retort, he’s already sitting up, one arm snaking around my waist as he rolls on top of me once again.
“I want to make you come all night long,” he breathes as he lines up with my entrance.
Heat blossoms in my core as he presses inside me.
“Holy hand grenade!” I gasp as he fills me up, stretching my walls to accommodate his considerable girth.
I can hardly believe he would still feel so large after I gave birth to his daughter. And yet, after years without sex, it would seem I’ve reclaimed some of my original core.
“God, you feel so good,” he rasps, pressing deep inside me before slowly easing out.
As we start to have sex, a primal satisfaction fills me, relieving a deep ache I didn’t know was there until now. It feels so good to be with Maks, to have him claim my body in such an intimate way.
“So good,” I moan in agreement. I grip his muscular back, my fingers tense with the strength of my pleasure, my body humming with the need to release.
It doesn’t matter that he’s already made me come twice tonight. I want more. I want it all. I never want this to end.
“Tell me what you want, Heidi,” Maks purrs, his rocking motion stoking the inferno deep inside my core.
The way he murmurs my name, his Russian accent making it sound like the most beautiful song in the world, fills me with lust.
“I want you to make me come,” I plead, my voice bordering on whiny, I’m so desperate.
“You want to come on my cock?” he taunts, pressing more forcefully inside me as he brushes against my clit.
“Yes!” I gasp, clinging to his broad back and relishing the way his muscles bunch and flex beneath my palms.
His pace quickens, his thrusts growing more demanding as Maks presses inside me with just enough force. Panting as I reach the brink of combustion, I lift my head off the bed to nip his lower lip.
Maks snarls, his lips slanting over mine as he kisses me possessively, his tongue claiming my mouth. And this time when I come, I can’t help but scream. His driving force sets all my nerves on fire, launching them into overdrive until it feels like the euphoria is blasting through me.
Like an explosion, I burst around his cock, my walls throbbing as they grip him, urging him to come with me. My clit twitches and pulses against the base of his rock-hard erection, stimulated all the more by his urgent rigidity.
Maks groans, the sound almost tortured, and that makes my core tremble, tightening even in the aftershocks of my release.
“Christ, I love feeling you come,” he rasps, his voice ragged with need.
I give a breathy laugh. “I love it when you make me come.”
His rumbling chuckle vibrates through my chest, tickling my nipples. And then he’s kissing me again, leaving me no time to come down from my high before he’s demanding more of my pleasure.
His hands explore my body, brushing with a feather touch across my skin until he palms my breast. His thumb and forefinger pinch and roll the taut nub, extracting a whimper from me as a jolt of pain-laced pleasure races across my skin.
It brings me back to the spanking game he played with me four years ago, and my heart starts to race as I wonder if he might not punish me in some fashion tonight. I’m not bold enough to ask for it, but I wouldn’t say no to exploring more of that kinkier play.
Especially with Maks.
Tightening with anticipation, my walls grip his cock more firmly, eliciting a sexy, carnal groan from his lips. In response, he captures my lower lip between his teeth, then starts to nibble and stroke it with his tongue, alternating between pain and pleasure.
At the same time, his hands travel back up my body to guide my arms above my head. His weight presses me into the mattress as he pins me down. As he interlaces our fingers, trapping my hands, I feel the intense lack of control.
Maks has imprisoned me completely, his powerful body holding me prisoner as he claims me in the most intimate way.
I’ve never felt so alive.
Writhing beneath him, I succumb to the strangely liberating experience. My pain, my pleasure, is now entirely in his hands. As is his. My senses heighten, brought to life by my body’s instinctual urge to flee. And as they awaken, I can feel just how excited Maks is.
His heart hammers in competition with my own, his breaths ragged as he thrusts inside me. The euphoria builds in my veins as I realize he’s close to his own release.
