“Oh, that would be so nice,” she sighed. “That horrible little shower in the clinic was not enough.”
Leaning closer, I took a long, pointed sniff. “Well, I wasn’t going to say anything…”
“You are a very bad boyfriend,” she said severely.
“Is that what I am?” I grinned, lifting her into the water.
“Only if you get in with me,” she said, wiggling her fingers at me. I have my clothes off and I’m sliding in behind her in seconds. “Thank you,” she sighed, turning to her side so she could curl against me like a cat, resting her cheek on my chest.
“It’s just a bath,” I chuckled.
“No, it’s not,” she said, “you saved my life. Again. You looked out for me even after I was promised to someone else.”
My arms tightened around her, thinking of her tied to that chair, unconscious. “Piccolo bacio,”I sighed, “I will always come for you. There is no one else for me. There will never be anyone else but you.”
“I remember sitting there with that hood on, so cold… I couldn’t stop shaking, it was bone deep, and I just…” She laced her fingers with mine, “I thought about you, how you would fall in love with someone else, have a family with them. And I would be nothing more than a breeder and an ornamental wife for the rest of my life and I…” her voice choked on a sob.
“I think I was already sick, but this little voice kept whispering to me, that if I just let it happen, if I just drifted away… it would be all right if I was gone. Roman would think of something else. I couldn’t picture my life without you. Not one with any meaning, anyway.”
I can’t move, listening to her voice growing sadder, and quieter and I can’t take it anymore. “Listen to me,” I said urgently, “don’t you ever think that way again, ever! We will find a way out of this.”
The same cold terror I felt in the Catacombs when I found her gripped me again. She would rather die, torn between disappointing her brother or losing me. “There is always a way, my sweet girl, I promise you. We’ll find it. But you can never let yourself lose hope like that again. Swear it.”
Tatiana looks up at me, her wet eyes are forest green, glowing with little flecks of gold. “I vow to you that I won’t let myself think that way again. Thank you for not giving up on me.”
Lifting her by her hips, I turned her to straddle me so that I could hold her to me, squeezing her as tightly as I dared.
“You’re so nice and warm,” she sighed. “I love you.”
Why is my chest so tight? Like a fist, twisting my heart. “I love you, too. Always.”
Her hand slides between us, gently holding my cock, which is already growing hard. “No, baby you have to take your hand off me,” I groan.
“I don’t want to,” she whispered, kissing my neck, my jaw. “Will you put it inside me?”
“You’re not well, you just got out of the clinic-”
“This will make me feel better, I promise,” she insists, moving her hips, pressing against me.
Damn her, she’s irresistible even though I’m cursing myself for giving in to her. “You let me do the work, then.”
The warm water around us slicks along her pale skin, making it glow in the dim light of the room as I slide my hands along her ass, squeezing as I lift her, bringing her breasts to my mouth as I suck on her pretty, rosy nipples.
Tatiana wraps her arms around my neck, “I’ve missed this so much,” she sighs, pressing harder against me. Moving my fingers to check her, I feel her slick, thicker than the water and making it so easy to slide the head of my cock into her. My piercing pushes against her silky walls and she moans. I want to remember every second of this, I want to go slow, moving an inch at a time, even when her hips move invitingly, trying to draw me in. “Don’t try to rush,” I said, kissing her wet skin, “it will be so much better if you can hang on.”
Dio, she’s even tighter, more snug than I remember, squeezing my dick, holding it inside her. It takes forever to get all the way inside her, my balls pressing up against her, and every second is better than the last. The thought that I almost lost this feeling, that I almost lost her makes me groan, wrapping my arms around her.
“Moya dorogaya, moya lyubov', my sweetheart, my love,” she moans, “please move, I need you to.”
Angling my hips up, I can tell when my piercing rubs against her G spot as she gasps and moans louder, pushing down against me. “I’m not going to move, you’re going to come just like this,” I promise her, kissing her and slipping my tongue inside her mouth to play with hers. “Squeeze against me.” She does, and my head drops to her shoulder with a groan, trying not to come. “Again,” I order moving my hand off her ass and between us, circling her clit with my thumb.
“Your piercing is…Bozhe moy, it feels so good,” she moans.
I hold her hips steady, keeping the head of my cock inside her right where it is. “Good girl, you’re doing so well for me,” I tell her, “just like that. Make yourself come.”
Everything narrows down to this moment, being inside her again, the warmth of the water, the incredible heat of her pussy, and her moans and gasps in my ear. She’s happy here. She belongs here, with me.
“There you are,” I whisper, gently biting her neck, “I can feel you ripple against me. You’re ready to come, aren’t you baby? Squeeze one last time and you’ll come harder than you ever have.” My thumb rotates over her clit very slowly, and then I press down firmly as she comes, crying out, shaking, holding me tightly like she might fly away, and I feel my come squeezed out of me and my heart skips a beat, it’s so intense.
