Page 32 of Season of Wrath


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He settles onto the pristine white couch, settling me onto his lap so I’m straddling him once again. From this new angle, I can feel just how far he’s buried inside me.

My pussy throbs at the intense feeling of deep penetration, and I rock my hips, instinctually stimulating myself as I start to ride him.

“Christ, youarean angel,” he rasps, his fingers pressing more adamantly into the flesh of my hips as he stiffens and swells further inside me.

I release a breathy laugh, relishing the way he slides in and out of me, his shaft gliding across my clit with every forward rock of my hips. Maks groans as my walls tighten around him with my laughter.

“No, I’m Heidi, remember?” I tease.

Maks smiles wickedly, his chuckle dark as he joins in my amusement.

“Tonight, you’re mine, and that’s all that matters,” he growls, claiming my lips with hungry determination.

I find his sexual appetite positively addictive, the way he makes me feel like I’m the only thing he can see. It fills me with an excitement that dares me to let loose and be as wild and free as I want to be. And for once, I’m going to follow that urge.

Tomorrow, I can rethink my sanity.

Seemingly fully on board with this plan, Maks gropes and fondles me, his big, rough hands finding each of my sensitive points from which he can draw more pleasure from me. The confidence in his touch makes me tremble.

He knows just how to support my body to help me keep going even after my legs start to burn from the exertion. The ragged, panting breaths that pass between us only make the uninhibited sex on his couch that much hotter.

“Use me to make yourself come,krasivaya,” Maks rasps. “I want to see just how you like it.”

In truth, no one knows how I like it quite like Maks. But I love the thought of riding him to my own release, and I grind more wildly down onto his swollen shaft, pressing my clit against its base as I seek my selfish pleasure.

“Oh, holy hell,” I groan, coming dangerously close to saying an actual curse word as my ecstasy consumes me completely.

My walls clamp down around his rock-hard cock, and Maks releases a string of Russian as he grips my hips. Hammering up into me as I grind down on top of him, we both find our release at the same time.

I can feel the burst of heat inside me as he fills the condom with his seed, and the sensation makes my stomach flutter with instinctual anticipation. A trickle of sweat tracks slowly between my breasts as I gasp for air, and Maks dips to lick it up, a final scintillating display of dirty pleasure.

When our eyes meet, I find it almost impossible not to get lost in the heat of his gaze. This man is otherworldly. And I’m going to be consumed by his fire if I’m not careful.

Daring to walk the line a hair further, I lean in to press a soft kiss to his lips. They’re salty from my sweat and entirely too enticing. When I pull away, Maks lets me, holding my hips steady as I slowly dismount to stand.

“It’s late. I'd better get going,” I murmur, suddenly feeling like a teen who stayed out far past her curfew.

But Maks doesn’t seem to mind. Rising from the couch, he takes my hand and guides me back to the kitchen, where we dress once again. Then he gets on his phone, speaking in low, quick Russian.

“My men will meet you in the elevator. A driver is waiting in the garage to take you home.”

“Thanks,” I murmur, biting my lip as I wait for my brain to catch up.

Maks has this way about him, an air that commands respect and obedience without his even seeming to try.

“Come. I’ll walk you out,” he offers, holding out his hand as I slip back into my heels.

As soon as my palm meets his, his strong fingers close around mine, giving me a sense of warmth and safety.

“Tonight was fun,” he states as we walk, his lips quirking into a crooked grin. Then he casts a sidelong glance my way. “At least, I enjoyed it.”

A giddy giggle bubbles up my throat before I realize it sounds far too girly. “I did too,” I confess, feeling my cheeks heat.

“Well then, let’s do it again. Soon.” Maks combs his fingers into my hair, gently tipping my head to press a soft, chaste kiss to my lips.

He only pulls back after the elevator doors ding open behind me.

“Good night, Heidi.”

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