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I know my parents had that before my dad died. And somewhere in my heart, I always believed I would find it too. Then Sarah came along, and I put all thoughts of a romantic relationship on the backburner.
But when it comes to Maks, I can’t help but catch feelings.
I’ve been fighting it for weeks now, since the moment we reconnected, really. And for the most part, his proclivity toward punishment and hardcore sex has made it easier to think of what we have as purely physical.
But as he goes soft and slow, almost worshiping my body rather than teasing or punishing me like I’m used to at this point, I find it painfully hard to keep my perspective.
It doesn’t help that we spent an incredible evening together.
And while I still know little about Maks’s personal life, what I have learned is the kind of man he is. This, the way he’s treated me tonight, confirms all the suspicions I’ve had over the past few weeks.
Try as he might, Maks can’t avoid the fact that he’s incredibly empathetic.
And passionate.
He has so much love to give. If only he would risk it.
But after his response at dinner tonight, I know that’s not a path he’s willing to explore again. And I can’t make him. So, instead, I close my eyes and try to focus solely on the ecstasy of his touch. The way his kisses release bursts of tingling pleasure across my skin and zinging excitement up and down my spine.
My heart pounds an agonizing beat against my ribs, launching into overdrive as he slowly eases in and out of me, his thick cock silky smooth as he penetrates me deeply before withdrawing.
I can feel myself building to another orgasm, and I wonder just how many times I might be able to come in one night. It seems that my body is eagerly responsive to his touch regardless. As his pelvis grazes my clit in a tantalizing release of endorphins, I can’t recall how many times I’ve already come.
All I know is that I never want this night to end.
His arms wrap around me, holding me close to his chest as he maintains a sinfully slow pace. When his lips find mine once again, I can feel the passion seeping through his kiss.
I’ve never felt so close, so connected to anyone, and it leaves me vulnerable in a way I’m not prepared for. Because suddenly, I’m not so sure I can do casual with Maks any longer.
I waited too long to figure that out.
Now, I’m in trouble.
I’m just like all those other girls he mentioned he let go of because they got too attached. I can recall his words clearly in my head now.It can be hard to avoid women catching feelings once sex gets involved.
He’s right. Because I gave my heart away without even knowing it, and now I’m not sure how I’m supposed to get it back.
But that doesn’t stop my body from responding to him like a junkie desperately in need of a fix. If anything, the realization that I’m falling for Maks only sends my euphoria into a sharp spike.
Despite my intense confusion, I’m overwhelmed by an orgasm that rips through me like a tsunami. It hits me with such force that I can’t even catch my breath to make a sound. Instead, my lips part in a silent cry as my body twitches and convulses beneath him.
Maks continues to rock inside me, his rhythm slow and steady as he coaxes every drop of pleasure from me. When I finally dare to open my eyes and look at him, his strong jaw is rigid, the tendons popping along his cheeks, his expression near agony.
Capturing his temples between my palms, I smooth the lines of his brow, and Maks’s silver gaze finds mine. The intensity there takes my breath away, and before I can ask what’s wrong, he leans in to claim my lips in another passionate kiss.
I can’t resist him. I don’t want to.
He makes me feel so good. I never want it to stop. As he presses inside me, drawing out the aftershocks of my release, I tremble with the strength of my feelings for him.
Shifting on the bed, Maks rises onto his knees, pulling me up with him so I’m straddling his thighs. With one arm wrapped around my hips, the other supporting my back, he finds a new, somehow more intimate angle as he maintains his deep thrusts.
Panting, I cling to his broad, muscular shoulders. I know he’s close to coming, and the anticipation stokes my excitement, regardless of the fact that my clit is still twitching from the last orgasm.
I’m so sensitive after having come as many times as I have that I know I won’t last long this time. Crackling electricity dances up my spine every time he sinks into me, and the way he kisses me leaves my mind blank, my heart sprinting.
“Come with me,krasivaya,” he murmurs against my lips.
Nodding, I comb my fingers into his silver-flecked hair, my arms tightening around the back of his neck to bring me closer still. As Maks grunts with the power of his release, I feel the first burst of hot cum pour inside me.
