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DANI
Giggling, I dance out of Efrem’s reach, snapping several photos of him as I capture this moment in my memory, locking it away in my heart.
“You think you can run away from me?” he teases, his deep voice playful, his blue eyes predatory as he follows me through the trees.
In a flash, he’s caught me, his strong hands pulling me close, gently stealing my camera from my grip and holding it up over his head.
“Efrem, give it back!” I insist, jumping as I try to snatch the camera from him.
But it’s out of my reach. He’s too tall, too strong, and his hold on my waist makes it impossible to move much at all. Efrem chuckles, the low, rumbling sounds sending butterflies through my stomach, and suddenly, I’m breathless, too ensnared by the sexy masculine sound to care about my camera.
Because his eyes watch me closely, their brilliant shade of blue piercing deep into my soul and captivating me.
“You are so beautiful, krasivyy tsvetok,” he murmurs, leaning close and making my heart stutter. “And you are mine. Now and always.”
Breathlessly, I stare up at him, unable to speak; I’m so lost in his gaze.
“Tell me you’re mine,” he commands, his hand cradling the back of my head as he brushes his lips against the curve of my throat.
“I’m yours,” I agree, my breath catching in my lungs.
Our lips come together this time, the kiss scintillating and passionate. And god, but I’ve missed him. I don’t even know why. But now that I’m with him, I crave Efrem with the intensity of a dying man seeking water in the desert.
Then his strong arms lift me off my feet, lowering me to the forest floor beneath us. My thighs spread as Efrem’s hips lower between them. I shiver at the iron rod of his cock pressing forcefully against the seam of his pants.
The camera is completely forgotten; all I can think about is being with Efrem, of feeling him inside me. Strong arms frame my body as Efrem lowers himself on top of me, his muscular chest covering me in a blanket of warmth. And he kisses me with a ferocity that sets my soul on fire.
Slowly, he shifts to trail affection along the line of my jaw and down my neck. His hands explore my body, tracing the hollow of my throat and down my chest to knead my breasts. His fingers find the seam along my flannel shirt, and without a second thought, he rips it open, sending buttons pinging into the wooded clearing, revealing my bra in one powerful move.
Pulling the lace of my bra down over my nipples, he exposes my breasts, his eyes ravenous as he takes me in. I gasp as his hot mouth closes around one taut nub a moment later.
“Fuck,” I breathe as my back arches off the hard ground.
Efrem’s tongue teases my hard nipple as his other hand kneads my breast. As heady excitement muddles my thoughts, my core throbs with need. Sweet anticipation dampens my panties. He takes his time, deliciously torturing each breast as he guides me toward that precipice of release.
I whimper as his solid warmth rises from me, and he releases my nipples at the same time. My eyes flutter open as I’m filled with ravenous need. A knowing smile curls Efrem’s mouth. His eyes dance playfully, and I can’t help groaning.
“Are you ready to come for me, krasivyy tsvetok?” he teases playfully.
“Yes,” I gasp, trembling with my need for relief.
Efrem’s palms find my knees, and a fresh wave of intoxicating arousal consumes me as his rough fingers slowly slide up my thighs, edging closer and closer to where I desperately want them to be.
When he reaches the waist of my jeans, Efrem unbuttons them quickly, then removes them and my panties in one fluid motion. Air hisses between his teeth as he takes in the sight of my exposed pussy. Then, Efrem lowers his shoulders between my thighs.
And for a split second, I get the oddest sense of deja vu. Like we’ve been here before, in this wooded area, about to make love on the cold, hard forest floor.
Then all thoughts vanish from my mind as his tongue strokes my slit, gliding between my folds until he finds the tiny bundle of nerves at their peak. A gasping groan bursts from me at the sudden and intense wave of pleasure that floods through my body.
My fingers curl, tangling in his hair. Efrem hums appreciatively against my clit, sending electric currents up my spine. His hands find my hips, and his fingers press firmly into my oversensitive flesh, making my breaths quicken.
“You taste delicious, krasivyy tsvetok,” he rumbles, and the air that whispers across my pussy nearly undoes me.
Then his tongue starts to lap more urgently into my slit. He finishes each earth-shattering stroke by circling my clit, taking my residual excitement from his nipple play and building on it exponentially.
The term spontaneously combust flickers through my brain as the intensity of my pleasure builds until I think it might just kill me. My muscles tighten with anticipation, my excitement humming through my body like a tuning fork.
