My fingers brush over her dress, over the curve of her breasts. Cupping them in my hands, I play my thumbs across her skin until her nipples press hard against the fabric.
My breath catches, and my body begins to burn. I slip my hands down her side, over her hips and beneath her ass and lift her into my arms to hold her as close as possible. Taking two steps, I push her back against the wall and wrap her thighs around my waist as she fumbles her fingers over myshirt buttons, tugging at my clothes. My mouth presses harder against hers as my cock throbs with need. Her dress slips up over her hips, and my fingers brush over sheer lace panties. Her hands find my naked skin, and she rakes her nails over my chest, making me groan with desire.
Katerina moans sweetly against my mouth. Slipping her tongue between my lips, she licks me, then grazes her teeth over my lip.
One of her high heels falls off, and neither of us cares. I lift her thigh higher over my waist and run my hand down the inside of her leg as my kiss becomes urgent, fierce in my need to claim her. I press my cock between her legs, showing her what she does to me, then pull away so I can touch her.
My fingers reach the most beautiful, delicate part of her. Her wetness and warmth drive me wild. I softly brush my hand over the lace that’s covering her pussy. She shudders as I rub slow circles against her swollen clit. Arching her hips towards me, she moves against my cock, making it even harder, throbbing, almost aching. This beautiful creature has chosen me. She wants me. I gave her freedom, and she came back.
My cock throbs harder, aching even more.
“I need you,” I growl against her ear.
“Take me,” she gasps, tilting her head back as I slip my fingers beneath her panties and push them inside her.
Her pussy pulses over my fingers, teasing, pleasing me, making me desperate to thrust my cock into her body.
I’ve waited so long for her to come to me that this moment suddenly becomes overwhelming. I want her, and I want her now.
I tug my pants open, ripping the zipper down to free my cock. Katerina gasps when I push against her. I hook my fingers through her panties and tug them to the side, then push her legs wider apart before I slowly push my cock into her tight little pussy. At the same time, I lock my mouth over hers and claim every part of her as I slowly begin to fuck her, holding her against the wall.
Each time I thrust forward, she cries out softly. A delicate, beautiful sound that is music to my soul, filling me in ways I can’t imagine. Each time I push deeper inside her, I claim more of her, stealing her for myself. Katerina is mine. She chose me. She belongs to me.
My heart beats faster as the realization becomes more vivid.She chose me.
My cock becomes impossibly hard, turned on by the fact that she truly is mine now.
Katerina squeals as I plunge into her, harder and faster, my body pinning her down, and I fuck her as though I’m declaring my love through movement.
She digs her nails into my skin, and glowing beads of sweat form on her brow. And still, I fuck her harder, until she can barely breathe. Until her legs are shaking and she’s clawing at me.
Her orgasm makes her pussy lock over my cock. Her body spasms and pulses, and she comes all over me, and it’s the thing that is my undoing. I explode inside her at the same time, losing myself to her.
This started out as an obsession. And for a long time, maybe that’s all it was. But now it’s so much more. It’s more than I can fathom. My heart knows better than my mind as I gentlypull out of her and kiss her one last time before letting her slide to the floor and straighten her dress.
My heart is beating fast while I try to find the words I want to say.
“Katerina?” I start.
She lifts her beautiful turquoise eyes to me. “Yes?” she replies quietly.
“You know how I feel about you. But I never said this….” I pause, my heart somersaulting. “I love you. More than anything. I love you more than life itself.”
Katerina’s eyes grow wide and shine with happiness. She throws her hands around my neck and pulls me down to kiss her again. “I love you too,” she says, her mouth over mine.
When she lets me go, I drop down to one knee in front of her. “Marry me?” I ask, grinning. “I don’t even want to wait. We can leave now. We can fly to Hawaii and get married on the beach, just you and me. We can disappear for a few days, and when we get back, nothing else will matter. We’ll be married. We’ll be together. We can have another wedding later. Something lavish and over the top for our family and friends. But for now—let’s not wait. Just you and me? Marry me, Katerina. Today, tomorrow. As soon as we can.”
I clench my jaw, watching her face.
She nods. “Yes,” she grins. “I’ll marry you.”
I stand up, and as I do so, I grab her and spin her around.
I’ve never been happier in my life. I can’t believe this is happening.
I can’t believe I’ve found love. Real love. Patient, kind, beautiful love.
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