“Uh-huh,” she says, laughing again. “Your eyes sure are glassy for a sober person.”
I cup the back of her head and kiss her. “I never said I was sober.”
Truth is I’m drunk off my ass, but I’ll be damned if I’m going to admit it. Like an absolute angel, Katya appears with another tray of food. She takes one look at me and fills a plate with freshly bakedpirozhkiand puts it in front of me.
“Eat, Mr. Medvedev,” she says, trying not to laugh at my inebriated ass.
“Thank you, Katya.” I grab one of the warmpirozhkiand take a bite, savoring the meat and rice filling. “Damn, that’s good,” I tell her, making her smile. I hold it out so Nina can take a bite.
“The other half are stuffed with potatoes and onions,” she tells us, scooping more onto my plate.
I laugh and point down to the water. “Go relax and have fun, Katya. You’ve done more than enough for today.”
She looks like she wants to argue, so Volodya jumps in. “I’ll clean up all this when we’re done.” He pours her a shot and smiles. “Time to put your feet up.”
She laughs and takes the drink. “It’s not fair when you boys gang up on me.”
We laugh and watch her down the shot like a pro before smiling and walking towards the water to sit in one of the Adirondack chairs scattered along the beach. Nina hands me more food, urging me to eat. I let her feed me while I stroke her thigh and think about all the things I’m going to do to her later. Eventually the others join us back at the table when the sun starts to set. Some of the other guys come over to hang out, and we enjoy our last night before shit gets serious. We all know how easily things can change, and it’s taught us to embrace the good moments, and tonight is definitely one of those.
By the time I pull Nina into our bedroom for the night, I’m dangerously close to being too drunk to do anything. She stopped drinking hours ago, and now that I think about it, she hadn’t had very much to drink at all. She’s completely sober while I’m trying like hell to not sway while standing still.
“You feeling okay?” she teases. “Is it going to be your head in the toilet this time?”
I laugh and pull her closer, sliding a hand under her shirt and unclasping her bra. “That’s never going to happen,zolotse. I’m the one who takes care of you, not the other way around.”
“Maybe I want to take care of you.” She drags her nails along my abs before pulling my T-shirt off.
I smile and slowly slide her shirt off before pulling the straps of her bra off her shoulders so it can fall to the floor. She’s already working on my jeans when I cup her tits in my hands and groan at how damn good she feels. The thought of sliding into her proves that my body is actually capable of fucking when my cock quickly hardens and presses against my jeans.
“Impressive,” she says, giving me a nod of approval.
“Thank you,” I say with a laugh. I love seeing her face light up at the sight of my cock. She went from being terrified of it to never being able to get it out fast enough. I caress her cheek while she undoes my jeans and frees me, groaning when she wraps a hand around my shaft and starts to stroke me like she knows I like it.
Guiding her to the bed, I lay my wife down and start to worship her body. When her whimpers grow too loud, I cover her mouth with my hand, stifling her screams before they can wake my brothers. She licks my palm and clenches her sweet pussy tightly around my cock, pulling a growl from deep within me as I let go and give in to the pleasure that comes so easily with her.
“You completely undo me,zolotse,” I murmur against her lips, kissing her slowly as we both come back to our bodies.
“You’re adorable when you’ve been drinking.” She brushes my wayward hair back and runs her fingers along my face in featherlight touches while she gives me a sweet smile. “You’re planning something tomorrow, aren’t you?”
I can see the worry creep into her eyes before I roll us over and wrap my arms around her. She rests her head on my chest as I run my fingers through her hair. “I’ll be fine, baby. Please don’t worry.”
She sighs and kisses my chest. “Watch out for Bruce. I’m sure he’s still super pissed at you for dismissing him so quickly last time. He’s used to everyone being terrified of him, and you humiliated him.”
“He’s used to everyone being terrified because he’s a piece of shit who likes to threaten women half his size. Men like him are always tough until someone bigger comes along. I don’t underestimate anyone, though, so stop worrying, baby.”
I feel her head nod as she hugs me tighter. It’s sweet that she worries, but I wish she wouldn’t. It’s an unnecessary stress that she doesn’t need to carry. Still stroking her hair, I smile when I hear her breathing slow down and even out, knowing she’s fallen asleep. Scooting onto my side and tucking her tightly against me, all the alcohol catches up to me, and I quickly join her.
The next day I groan as soon as the sun hits my eyes. I’m getting too fucking old for this shit. While I bury my face further into the pillows, Nina laughs and kisses the back of my neck.
“Here you go, baby,” she says, gently nudging me over and handing me a couple of aspirin and a bottle of water.
I give her a grateful smile and down the pills and the entire bottle of water. When I see the mug of hot coffee already waiting for me on the nightstand, I smile and smack her ass. “Looks like you’re taking care of me after all.”
She hands me the mug and gives me a sweet smile. “You’re fun to take care of. This morning you kicked the covers off and were sleeping on your stomach, giving me an amazing view of your ass.”
I laugh at the idea of her ogling my sleeping body and drag myself to the bathroom to get cleaned up. I’m naked, and I know she’s staring at my ass again, so I laugh and say, “Get in here,zolotse. It’s only fair if I get to see yours too.”
Morning shower sex has become my new favorite thing, and by the time we drag ourselves downstairs, I’m starting to feel human again. Everyone else is already awake and hanging out in the kitchen, and I smirk at seeing the same pained look on Volodya’s face that I’d had on mine just a few minutes ago. He’s nursing a mug of coffee and gives me a grateful smile when I pass him the bottle of aspirin.
