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“Calm down, my princess. I’m going to make you come so good. You deserve to be rewarded for your thoughtfulness.” The music continues to play as I drop behind her and lift her skirt. Sliding her soaked panties off her legs, I tuck them into my pocket. I drive face first into her sopping heat, eating her pussy while pumping a finger into her tight hole. She thrusts her hips backward, nearly sending me on my ass, but I don’t let go of her round ass. I growl and grunt as I munch on her juicy cunt until she coats my face.
When her thighs stop shaking, I slide into her hole with my thick, greedy cock. She’s so damn tight, I nearly black out from the pleasure. Holding her by her hips, I pump into her repeatedly while I bite down on her shoulder.
“I love you, Katya. I’ll never get enough,” I growl as my orgasm slams at the base of my spine. It doesn’t take much to send my load shooting into her depths.
“Wow, I have to stop putting on music around you. You get so horny,” I tease her as I tuck my cock back into my slacks. Like an animal, I hadn’t even bothered to undress either of us.
“Says the man with the constant erection.” Yes, and that’s probably never going to end unless I get some sort of dysfunction.
I run my hands through my hair and chuckle. “Okay, perhaps more music, all the time?” I wag my brows and she slaps my chest.
“Hey, I’m still a little sore there.” She gasps, looking to apologize, but I press my hand to her lips. “I’m only teasing.”
With a sigh, she lays her head near my heart as we lean against the wooden desk. “Do you have a lot of work to do?”
“No, I’m almost done.”
“I’m going to take a shower and then a nap. If you want, you can join me when you’re done.” She kisses my cheek and walks out of my office.
I’ve never moved so quickly to get my job done for the day. Hurrying up the bedroom, I’m too late to catch her naked. It doesn’t matter how many times I see her unclothed, if I get another chance, I want to see her naked again.
My sweet wife is nestled under the covers, wrapped in just her robe. I strip down to my boxers and cling onto her and our little family with everything in me. “I love you both. Sleep, my beauties.”
Katya
The snow falls all around us as we play in the garden. I hear footsteps behind me and duck and turn before the little body falls on me in a fit of giggles. “Mama.” My three-year-old son, Ilya, falls into my arms with his father tagging along behind him.
“I’m sorry, my Princess, but he wouldn’t take no for an answer. You shouldn’t be doing that.” He scolds me as I pick the last of the vegetables from the patch. The season has ended, and winter has begun, and I couldn’t pass up the opportunity to pluck up the last bit.
“Sorry, I wanted to make my soup tonight.” Roman had a small garden built just for me to remind me of my old one that I enjoyed so much. It’s funny how the little things make me happy.
“And we don’t have an entire kitchen equipped with everything you need?” he asks, helping me to my feet. Goodness, he looks so handsome in a dark suit with his matching winter coat and his dark hair covered in a dusting of snow. I love this man beyond belief and the life he’s given me.
“You married a simple girl from the forest, Roman.” I step up on my toes and kiss his lips. With a growl, he slams his mouth on mine and wraps his hand around my waist, dragging me tightly to feel his need even in the cold. It will forever surprise me how aroused he is around me, although I’m no better than him as my child stands at my feet and another grows inside me.
“Mama, me kiss.” I lift him into my arms and kiss his cold nose, bringing a bright smile to his rosy cheeks.
“Smart young man.” Roman rubs Ilya’s hat-covered head and then takes me around the waist, snatching my vegetable basket from me while leading both of us inside. “Did you get everything you needed for your soup?”
“Yes, I did.” I smile up at him, pleased with my success.
“Good. Ilya and I have some matters to discuss while you cook. We’ll be down for dinner later.”
“Matters to discuss?” I raise my brow, wondering what mischief the two are going to get into. Roman has made the most wonderful father any kid could ask for. He spends a lot of time with him, giving him almost as much time as he gives me. It’s a wonder he can still run his empire. Then again, it’s easy when everyone knows you’re crazy when it comes to your loved ones and will do anything to protect them. Roman also keeps his business dealings out of the areas that other families have their hands in.
After the whole misstep with the Popov family, Roman has given them the grace that has kept a truce between the families.
“Yes, father to son, discussion.”
I twist my lips, knowing they’re going to play some more. “Does it have to do with toy soldiers?” No matter how clean Roman likes to keep his hands, he can’t fight who he is which means teaching our son to be strong and strategic.
“Soldiers,” Ilya blurts out, clapping his hands. It’s his favorite thing to play with in the tub. They were building a snowman, so he needs to get nice and warmed up.
“Okay. Keep your strategies to yourself, and I’ll keep my recipes to mine.” Roman leans in and steals another kiss before taking our son up to our room to give him a bath.
Maria comes into the kitchen with a grin on her face. “So how about some music while we cook?”
“Sounds great.” She puts on the Bluetooth speaker system that fills the kitchen and we rock out to the Beatles while making the stew in bulk. This is the life I’d been missing and thought I’d never have.
