“I’m going to make sure you cum before I even fuck you, Annika,” he said, softly.
He kept going, sucking on my clit, running his tongue along the entrance of my opening, until I just couldn’t take it anymore. I felt the orgasm erupt through me, and he held my legs steady, while my swollen pussy exploded with the kind of wetness neither of us was prepared for.
“Now, that’s more like it,” he said, getting up, holding my legs open wide while he slipped his dick inside of my already sensitive pussy. The feeling was indescribable, and I was practically panting, shaking and quivering under him while he thrust slowly at first, picking up the pace with every movement until he was ramming me straight to another orgasm.
He could read my body like an open book, and he knew exactly what I wanted at all times. It was a gift I was certainly grateful for, and he continued to thrust his dick inside of me, hitting the right spot at all of the right angles while I dug my fingernails into his back.
“You like that, baby?”
“I-I.”
“What was that?” he asked, with a forceful thrust, knocking the words right out of me.
“I love-I love it, Stephan,” I managed to get out and he smiled, lowering his head into my neck while he continued to thrust in and out, and I could feel his body tense just as he got ready to cum. I could feel his breath at my neck, reaching up to my ear, just as he whispered the one thing I’d been waiting quite a while to hear.
“I love you,” he said.
“I love you too.”
I didn’t wantthe night to end, but we had fucked until the morning light had begun to stream in through the sheer motel-room curtains, telling us that it was time to get back to reality.
I wanted another few moments with him, pretending like the outside world and all of our troubles didn’t exist, because it was the only way I thought I’d be able to get through it all.
I knew how much danger we were in the moment we stepped foot outside the door, heading back out into civilization where there would be countless people waiting to take us out.
It was finally the day my parents were supposed to be coming back into town, and I checked my cell phone on the nightstand, tapping through the cracked screen that managed to survive Natalia and everything she had pulled, to go through my most recent text messages.
There was one from my mother telling me that they were going to be arriving later that night, and that gave me the entire day to prepare exactly what I was going to do, and how best to approach this with Stephan by my side.
I knew he wasn’t any more excited to meet my parents than I was, and I could already tell that it was going to be a bit of a disaster, though I wasn’t going to let it cloud my judgment. At the end of the day, my parents had to remain on our side because we had a common goal. We both needed to make sure that the Chadov Family got nowhere near this painting, or follow through on the threats they made.
I had wondered for a moment what Stephan planned to do with the painting because I knew from the moment my father learned that it was in his possession, he would want him to hand it over.
I had to keep my head held high, stand firm by Stephan’s side because in my eyes, that painting was rightfully his and he could do with it whatever he pleased. My father was just going to have to see the bigger picture and understand that there were much more pressing issues at play.
I would have to convince them to fight about it later, once we were able to get rid of Natalia and her family. I hated to think about it because I still remembered what it was like being friends with her, knowing that our parents hated each other, but it never came to physical violence.
They seemed to have an agreement not to hurt one another, most likely put in place because we were still adamant about remaining close, but now all of that has changed.
Natalia wanted nothing more to do with me, and she was very willing to sacrifice everything we had for the sake of making her family proud. I was curious whether I would take up the same offer or not if my parents had come to me with a similar idea. I didn’t have to think about it for very long, because I knew I never would.
We have to be smart about this, otherwise, it’s going to go terribly wrong.
