I barely registered a word as his hands gingerly moved across my face, applying antibiotic ointment and bandages to all of my bloody wounds. He bathed me, washing me gently under warm water, putting ice on the most painful parts of me afterward.
“You have nothing to worry about now,” Ivan whispers to me over and over as he gently takes care of me.
He dresses me in one of his T-shirts, big enough to come to my knees, as he pulls me into his bed and holds me close to him.
“I’m sorry this happened,” he whispers, brushing my hair behind my ear as gently as a breeze.
After seeing how he killed someone with his bare fists, I can’t understand how they can be so gentle.
Just don’t understand any of this.
I don’t remember trying to fall asleep, but apparently, I did. The sun stings my eyes as I wake up, immediately back in the warehouse with the flashlight blinding me.
My entire body goes tense as I feel arms around me, and I forget where I am. My breath rapidly increases, and I feel shuffling behind me on the mattress.
Ivan rolls me over so I’m on my back, and both of his hands are gentle on my face as he forces me to look him in the eyes.
“Hey, you’re okay. Everything’s going to be okay now,” he whispers, reminding me I’m no longer in that warehouse. I’m here with him, which is somehow a comfort despite everything.
Ivan is the one who rescued me from that cell. He’s the one who took care of me, washed and dressed my wounds.
Exhaling a deep breath, I reach for his face, running my fingers through his beard and admiring just how soft it feels under my touch.
Ivan leans down and kisses me, his lips warm against mine, fueling a fire building in my chest. Last night, I thought I would die. Everything in my life turned upside down in a moment, and I didn’t think I would ever get to feel anything like this again.
Now that I have him here, with his arms around me, his lips against me, I don’t want to let him go.
My lips part, and his tongue slides inside, tasting every inch of my mouth. His movements are slow, but needy. I can feel just how happy he is to have me here with him, just like I am with him.
Both of us thought we might lose something yesterday.
My hands move down his body, slowly tracing along the curves of his neck to feel his bare torso in my hands. His musclesall tense as I touch them, and it makes me smile. He feels so good in my hands.
“Are you sure you want to do this right now?” Ivan asks me, leaning down and pressing his lips gently against my neck.
“Yes,” I whisper, spreading my legs a little wider for him to press himself against me. I’m already wet from touching his body. I need more of him now.
All I’m wearing is an oversized T-shirt with nothing underneath, so as soon as he presses his groin against me, I feel that delicious friction I need so desperately. His cock is hard in his briefs, and as I moan, bucking my hips against him, it grows even more.
“I just can’t get enough of you,” he whispers, lifting the shirt slowly to expose my nipples. He kisses his way down to my chest, swirling his tongue around my hard nipple and sending jolts of electricity through my body.
“That’s so good,” I moan, wrapping my legs around his waist so he can grind himself against me even more. “I want you inside me.”
My fingers reach for the waistband of his briefs, and I lower them. His cock springs free and brushes against me. I gasp when I feel the heat of him between my legs, and I open them, giving him clear access to fill me again.
I’m not sore like I was yesterday, so as he presses himself against me, I’m met with the most welcome sensation between my legs. I lay my head back against the pillow and moan, my eyes closed as the pleasure starts to overwhelm me.
It’s so incredible. He makes me feel like I’m high, my head dizzy from the flood of hormones rushing through my body. I never want this to end.
His cock fills me, slowly moving in and out of me as he presses himself against me. The weight of him on top of me, the heat of his body engulfing me, it’s nothing short of a comfort.I open my eyes to meet his, finding the intensity in his stare growing with every thrust of his hips.
He leans down and kisses me, enveloping my mouth with his own as he swallows every sound that escapes while the pleasure builds between my legs.
I want him now more than I ever have. I squeeze my legs around him tight, trying to drag him closer than ever before. I need to feel all of him in every way possible.
My fingernails dig into his back as his lips fall to my neck, his tongue swirling around me and causing goosebumps all over my body. His breath turns ragged as I moan uncontrollably under his touch. I feel how he pumps harder inside of me with every sound I make, almost desperate to drive more of it out.
“That’s right, come for me, baby,” Ivan whispers in my ear, looking me deep in the eye as my entire body trembles and writhes against the mattress. He doesn’t slow down as waves of pleasure crash over me, and I do nothing to hold back how much I enjoy it.
