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But I don’t give in. Nobody tells me what to do. I’m in control here, and she’s just going to have to deal with it.

I lean forward and suck hard marks against her breasts, her ribs, the flat of her stomach. It’s a rush, leaving behind traces of me knowing no one else gets to see them. They’re a secret, just for her and me. I lay down on her side and claim her mouth, sliding my tongue over hers as I reach down with a single hand between her legs. I stroke her with my fingers, swallowing every tiny sound she gives me, bringing her to the edge yet again until she can no longer string together a proper sentence.

“Leo, it’s—”

“Don’t tell me it’s too much for you.”

“I can’t— I just want—”

“Tell me.”

“I want you inside me,” she begs. “I can’t take it anymore.”

“That was only four times, sweet thing. Is that really the best you can do?” She lets out a frustrated little huff. I must be going soft because I’m actually starting to feel a little bad. Perhaps another time, I’ll make her come five, six, seven times before finally relenting. But the strain of my cock is almost unbearable. I need her, too. “Alright, alright,” I lament. “Only because you’re such a good girl.”

I undressed slowly, deliberately. Nothing is more exciting than the hunger in her eyes. I can tell by the way she squirms that she wants me to hurry, to take her right here and now, but it’s as the old saying goes—good things come to those who wait. I enjoy the heat of her gaze roaming over my skin as I shed my shirt, my pants, and then my boxer briefs. I don’t miss the way she swallows, licks her lips at the sight of my throbbing cock.

“Like what you see?” I ask her, teasing.

Nikita lets out a frustrated groan. “If you don’t get over here right now—”

I chuckle, moving to the bedside table to retrieve a condom. I roll it on before climbing onto the bed, settling between her legs. But again, I don’t rush. I run my hands over her legs, her body, give her breasts to squeeze. I want to savor the moment, especially with a woman like Nikita. I don’t get to do this often, and when I do, I need to ensure I’m doing it right.

“What are you waiting for?” she asks with a whine.

“What’s the magic word?”

“Seriously?”

“Do I look like I’m joking? I know I said we’re starting from scratch, but let’s not ignore the lessons of the past, either.”

Nikita throws her head back in frustration. “Please. Leo, please.”

A deep growl rises from my lungs. She’s so pretty when she’s on the verge of tears. I want to put her back together again. Nothing would bring me more joy.

I carefully lay my weight on top of her, aligning myself to her entrance. She may be wet and stretched thanks to my fingers, but I move slowly all the same.

I take my time sliding into her, kissing her tenderly as if to apologize for the discomfort. Her moan vibrates through me, leaves me aching and impatient. She takes me so well, fits me like a glove. And when she cries my name and her walls flutter around my cock, I know she’s come undone yet again.

“I’m sorry,” she pants. “I didn’t mean to—”

I kiss the corner of her mouth, the tip of her nose, both of her cheeks. “It’s alright. I’ve got you. Can I keep going?”

She nods frantically, tugging at her bindings. “Untie me. I want to touch you.”

Just this once, I do as she asks, removing my tie from her wrists so she can wrap her arms around me. The first thrust is gentle. Testing the waters. But once I know she can handle it, there’s nothing to hold me back.

I snap my hips against her in a rapid, hard rhythm. She feels too good. I can feel myself slipping into a state of pure ecstasy. Something feral rises to the surface, urges me to seek out the most carnal of desires. I want to feel her in every fiber of my being. I need her voice screaming in my ear, her nails racing down my back, her legs wrapped around my hips so I’m free to do as I wish.

A tight, hot coil in the pit of my stomach burns with increasing intensity. Her pussy grips me tightly, the friction so delicious it’s almost enough to drive a man insane. Climax hits us both at the same time, a massive wave crashing into us. It’s far more brilliant than an explosion, and ten times as powerful. When all is said and done, we are locked in each other’s arms, holding on to one another like a lifeline.

I’m quick to scoop her up and press her against my body, tracing my hands over her with the utmost care. I pepper kisses into her hair, looking deeply into her eyes as I wrap her in blankets. She falls asleep on my chest, a smile curling her lips. Never in my life have I been more soothed by another person’s presence.

This woman is really something special.

Chapter 12

Nikita

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