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A shiver runs down my spine as I pull on the white silk pajamas I bought for tonight. The pants fall just past my ankles and the shirt buttons up high on my chest. Every inch of skin that I can cover is covered.
As I enter the bedroom, my heart leaps into my throat and settles there. Butterflies erupt in my stomach as I enjoy the sight of Ivan leaning against the fluffy pillows in the large white bed.
My eyes blaze a trail down his bare chest, muscles for days, and drool-worthy abs. He crosses his sinewy arms and takes a puff from the cigar hanging from his lips. As he blows out the smoke, the soft gray tendrils climb to the ceiling and the scent fills the room. Our gazes collide.
I wasn’t expecting this.
“Nice pajamas,” he says in a husky voice as he gets up. “But they have to go. They'd look much better on the floor. Right now.”
I feel my cheeks fire up as I stand in the doorway to the bedroom, not knowing what to do. Ivan raises an eyebrow and drops the cigar to a tray on the table. He crosses his arms watches me and waits, while I feel like I’m frozen in place.
“Did you not hear me, doll? I want you to strip them off.”
My heart skips a beat before it begins to race. I crumple the fabric on my thighs, trying to figure out what to do with my hands as I push for more time.
“I’m a little tired,” I say, my voice wavering slightly. Lust pools between my legs and excitement has my inner walls clenching. I want him but I don’t know what he’s going to say when he finds out that he’s my first.
“Sophia, don’t lie to me.” His voice is so soft yet demanding. With slow steps, he walks over to me and pushes me away from the door until my back hits a wall. I can feel his warm body radiating between us as he stands just inches away from me. “Do you really think I can’t see your nipples poking at me? I bet if I take these pants off, I’ll find your wet pussy waiting for me.”
I squeeze my thighs together and reach for the top button of my shirt. I want it, I want him, and I am tired of denying it any longer. My lungs painfully constrict as the silky fabric of my shirt brushes against my nipples as I move.
“You’re taking too damn long,” he says, his voice a growl as he closes the distance between us.
Ivan grips either side of my shirt and rips it open, sending the buttons flying. They scatter across the dark hardwood floor as my shirt flutters open, revealing my breasts and the bare expanse of my taut stomach.
My mind goes blank, I shouldn’t like how rough he is, but I do. The intense look on his face as he swivels his hips into me, teasing me with his hardened cock against my body sends a current of sensations through me.
“Do you feel how much I fucking want you? Damn it, doll, you are fucking exquisite” he rasps as he presses his mouth to the hollow of my throat. “And yet here you are, acting like a fucking tease.”
His mouth seizes mine in a searing kiss. I moan as his hands sink into my hair, pulling me impossibly closer while he nips at my bottom lip. His tongue sweeps through my mouth, tangling with mine as I put my hands on his chest.
Ivan’s pulse races beneath my touch as my nails dig into his skin. He groans as his hands slide down my body, cupping my breasts. As his thumbs brush against my nipples, tension tightens my body, making me feel like a coil ready to spring free.
When he pulls away, I want more. I need more. It’s like I’ve got a craving for him that I don’t know if I’m ever going to be able to satisfy. Not when he kisses me like that.
I slip the shirt from my shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. He takes a step back, his eyes fixated on me as he flicks open the button on his pants. The rest of his clothing joins my shirt on the ground.
His cock springs free and he wraps his hand around the hardened length. When he runs his thumb over the tip, I can’t tear my gaze away from the way he touches himself. Ivan slides his hand up and down his length, brushing over the head with his thumb each time.
There is no way it is going to fit in me.
His cock is big, even in his large hands. It’s thick, I have no clue how I’m going to stretch to accommodate his size, but I want to. I want all of him.
Wetness coats my inner thighs as he squeezes his cock, making it throb. Ivan smirks as he lets go of himself and stares at my pants.
“You’re still wearing too many clothes, doll. I want to see that pussy bare and dripping.”
Heat floods through my veins as my cheeks warm. Tears spring to my eyes and I look away from him, trying to figure out how to force the words out. The lump in my throat threatens to choke me as I sigh.
“Sophia, you’re my wife. I want to see every inch of you. No hiding. Now take off the fucking pants and show me what’s mine.”
Tears roll down my cheeks as I wrap my arms around my body, trying to hold myself together.
“Hey,” he says, his voice tender as he cradles my face. “What’s wrong?”
I need to tell him, but I don’t want to put an end to this. I want to feel him stretching me until I can’t take it anymore.
“Doll, whatever the problem is, you’re going to have to tell me.” He wipes away a stray tear that rolls down my face.
