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Josie is trying to get her breath. Her face is streaked with mascara, and her hair sticks to her face, but she never looked more gorgeous.
“Make me come, please,” she begs. I groan as I rub my cock over her lips, and she laps at the tip. “I want to feel you inside me, Sasha.”
I pull her to her feet and kiss her roughly. She melts her body to mine, and I slide my hand between her thighs. She’s soaked, her pussy lips yielding eagerly to my touch.
She gasps as I sink two fingers into her, drawing her wetness back out of her and rubbing it over her clit. The contact is enough to make her knees buckle, and I clutch her waist to stop her from falling. I stare into her eyes as I touch her, my erection hot and almost painfully hard against her thigh.
“I love hearing you beg.” I rest my wet fingers on her lips, sliding them over her tongue to the back of her throat. “Here. Taste how much you want me. Now that I finally have you, you’ll take everything I have to give.”
I grab her hand and pull her into the shower, pushing her against the cold tiled wall. Our steamy breath mingles as I kiss her searingly hot mouth. My other hand slides over her back, seeking out any traces of tension, but all I find are the luscious curves that have dominated my dreams for so long.
“I want you to let go,” I whisper, my lips brushing hers. “Just feel what I’m doing.”
My hands move faster now, exploring her body as if it were new to me. Her gasps are like music, and they become softer and more sensual as I touch and tease every inch of her warm skin with my fingertips. Her nipples blossom under my tongue, and I tease them until she’s almost sobbing with need. When I finally part her legs and slip a finger inside her tight warmth, she writhes against me with pleasure.
I rub circles onto the bundle of nerves deep inside her, coaxing out tiny cries that only encourage me to go harder and faster. I stroke her with growing speed, pressing my thumb against her clit and slipping two more fingers inside.
“I can’t take it anymore,” she says, wrapping her arms around me and raking my back with her nails. “Fuck me, please.”
“All in good time,moya zhena. Be a good girl and come for me now. You’re doing so well.”
Josie’s head drops back as I push her over the edge, and I feel her body quake around my fingers. She gasps out my name in a strangled cry that thrills me from head to toe as her pleasure erupts throughout the steamy room.
I drop my head to her shoulder and kiss the sensitive skin there, waiting as she rides out her orgasm until I feel her body relax beneath mine. She’s quivering, and I take a moment to savor the sight of her before pushing away from the wall and spinning her around.
“Now let’s see if you can handle more,” I say, smacking her ass hard enough to make her gasp.
I pin her hands to the wall with mine and enter her in one swift thrust. She cries out as I fill her completely, and I begin moving inside of her, my cock surging wildly against her tightness.
“I fit like I was made for you,” I murmur, rolling my hips, “but only just. Your pussy is so tiny. So good on my cock.” I slap her ass, the sound sharp and sudden, and she squeals. “You like the way I rail you, Josie?”
She doesn’t answer fast enough for me, and I decide to up the ante. I reach out and grab her neck from behind, crushing my body to hers and pressing her breasts against the cold tile. My mouth is beside her ear, my free hand reaching for her clit again.
“Tell me you love my cock fucking you,” I whisper, “or I won’t let you come again.”
I don’t know if I can follow through on the threat. The sensation of her inner walls gripping me pushes me ever closer to the edge. I force myself to slow down, massaging her clit gently as I skewer her pussy, pinning her to the wall.
“Don’t stop.” Josie’s voice is breathy, as though she’s struggling to find the words. “Oh my God, Sasha, you’re such an asshole. Of course I love it. I love the way you fuck me, so fuck me!”
It’s all I wanted to hear, and I pick up the pace, never letting up on her clit. She throws her head back against my shoulder, and when her inner muscles flutter around me, I can no longer hold back.
Josie gives a ragged cry, and my release shudders through my body, filling her clutching pussy and running down her thighs. I hold her upright as the water flows, reviving us.
“So,” I say, turning her shoulders to kiss her, “I can’t work it out. Is it my love or my murderous tendencies that get you going?”
She laughs. “I don’t know. But one or the other is bound to be the death of me.”
28
The following morning…
Josie
Morgana and I stand before the dress bag hanging on the wall. I draw a deep breath.
Sasha got up early and left with his brothers. All I know is that we must be ready in an hour when the car arrives. I reach out and take hold of the zipper.
“Wait.” I glance at Morgana. “What areyougonna bewearing?”
