I don’t say a word as Alek sits down beside me. I find that it’s better to observe what he’s going to do than try to stop him. And I’m not sure I want to stop him at all.
He pushes my nightgown up to expose my lower body. I never put any underwear back on last night after he changed me into the nightgown. Right now, I wish I had some on. It would help protect me.
But we both know a flimsy piece of fabric won’t protect me from Alek.
He grabs my hips and lifts them up so he can place the towel underneath me. My face turns warm. His little smirk tells me he sees it and he knows what he’s doing to me.
Alek spreads my legs wide and sprays the shaving cream into his hands before pressing it to my pubic mound. I tremble a little.
Without a word, he begins to shave me. Alek is methodical about it. Taking his time. I hold still to make sure he doesn’t cut me but he’s an expert at this. It makes me wonder if he’s ever done this to any other woman and the thought makes an intense jealousy go through me.
Once he finishes shaving me, he wipes the towel over my lower body, getting rid of any of the shaving cream. I can’t deny that he’s right: it does feel more intense down there without any hair in the way.
Alek keeps his eyes locked with mine as he brings his hand to cup me between my legs. My hips rise up on instinct.
Without looking away, Alek rubs his palm into my nub. He’s claiming me with just his hand. Letting me know that I belong to him.
I can’t stop the pleasure from coursing through me. I keep my eyes locked with his and let my hips rise and fall into his hand. He rubs his palm over my nub with more pressure.
I gasp and clutch the bedsheets. This is all too much. Between his eyes on me and his hand between my legs, I’m going to die from overexposure. I should return to my room where it’s perfectly safe and yet… I don’t want to. It’s a mixture of confusing emotion.
“That’s my good girl,” he murmurs. “Feel my hand. Feel how good it feels without any hair in the way.”
I’m much more sensitive down below now. I can barely think. A heat is rising through my body. I know it well by now from the two orgasms he gave me yesterday.
“Cup your breasts for me,” he commands.
Slowly, I bring my hands to my breasts. Even through my nightgown, I can feel every sensation. How sensitive my nipples are. How much desire is coursing through me.
“Pull your dress down. I want to see your breasts.”
My hands shake but I do as he commands. I need this. Need him to just take this for me. It’s the only way I’m going to survive.
Once my breasts are on display, his eyes darken. “Play with your nipples. Now.”
A soft moan escapes my lips as I cup my breasts. His palm presses harder into my nub. I can’t stop myself from grinding my hips down. I need this. I need more and more and more…
I am a woman in this moment. Lost in the pleasure he’s showing me.
And it feels amazing.
My hips buck into his hand like a wild woman. Like I don’t have any care in the entire world. And it’s true. Right now, all I care about is getting lost in Alek’s touch.
Between his eyes on me, his hand between my legs, and my own hands on my breasts, it doesn’t take me long to fall over.
I gasp as my hips buck once more into his hand before my orgasm takes over me. I slump onto the mattress, utterly spent even though it’s still early in the morning.
Alek keeps his hand between my legs, like he’s not ready to move it away yet. He still wants to claim me.
“You are sexy when you let yourself go like that. I want to see it more in the future. Don’t let yourself panic so much.”
“It’s not easy for me.”
“I know.” He brings his lips down to my breast and gives each of my nipples a kiss. I suck in a breath from the sensation. I never knew I was so sensitive here until just now. “But I’ll guide you through it. I promise. You are already mine, Katya. It’s justtime to make sure you understand that.” He finally pulls away from me and I can’t help but feel instantly colder without his touch on me.
“We have to return to New York,” he says.
I sit up and clutch the blanket to my chest to hide my nakedness. Alek has touched me so intimately and yet, I’m still self-conscious being naked around him. “I thought we were on our honeymoon.”
