“Lift your hips, lepa.”
When I do, the heat and closeness of him are gone as hesits up and slides the pants down my legs and over my feet. “Do you know you have the perfect ass?”
The sound of fabric hitting the floor rustles next to the bed. My ankles are trapped in his warm grip, my legs in the air in front of him, when his other hand palms the globe of my ass and squeezes, his thumb brushes just outside the area I want him to touch.
“Brana.” I whisper.
Opening my legs again, he lowers himself to hover over me. The bed dips on each side of me where his hands are, I know he’s right above me, but he feels even farther away than he was before. “What? Tell me what you want.”
I’ve never felt so exposed and completely safe before, the feeling is empowering, but my cheeks still flush pink when I think of what I want to say.
His lips are on my jaw again, next to my ear. “I want to hear it. Tell me what you want. I’ll give you anything you want in this fucking world.”
My voice is shaking a little when I say, “I want you. I want to come. I need to feel you touching me. I need you.”
“You have me, ljubavi moja [my love], I’m all yours. I’ll do anything for you.”
One of his hands lifts from the bed next to me and then I feel his fingertips slide up my thigh before he drags a finger through my wet slit. My back arches and a moan slips from between my lips when the pad of his finger moves over my clit.
“So wet for me. I love to watch your body respond to my touch.” His lips land on mine just as he slips his finger in me, sliding the tip over my g-spot, pulling another moan from me.
The kiss is slow. His tongue drags across my lips, and I open for him. God, I open for him in every sense of the word. My body, my mind, my heart. Everything. I’m his.
“I want you inside of me.” I whisperinto his mouth.
Like I just asked the Geni for a wish, his mouth and his fingers are gone and I hear his belt being undone and his zipper open. He pushes into me with a moan, filling me completely, like a man who’s getting sustenance after being starved. The bed dips again, with his forearms on each side of me.
“Fuck, you’re so fucking perfect.” He pushes the material off my face and I squint at the intrusion of light. “I want to see your face when you come for me.”
He’s moving slow. This isn’t just sex, he’s making love to me. The tenderness in his eyes as he stares at me warms every corner of my body.
I pull at the shirt around my hands. “I want to touch you.”
With a glance over my head and a tug, he frees me and my hands go to his face. The slow pace of his thrusts and the movement against my clit every time he fills me is building pressure in my core like a damn geyser.
“I love you, Brana. I love you with my whole heart,” I whisper as I bend my knees up to my sides and hook my feet behind him, my eyes locked on his.
His eyes flare as possession and love fills his features. Reaching for my hands, he laces his fingers with mine and pins them to the bed on each side of my head.
“You’re mine. You’ll always be mine.” His next words crack as he says them. “I’ll prove how much I love you for the rest of my life.”
His lips are on mine again and he moves faster, rubbing my clit harder with each thrust. I rotate my hips to meet each one.
“Oh, I’m gonna come.” I whisper-moan in his mouth.
His pace increases. “Come for me, lepa. I want to feel you.”
My core erupts and I lift my head to press my mouth to his neck, muffling the moan that’s trying to escape from mychest.
“Fuck.” He moans in my ear and starts thrusting harder. He warms my insides with his release and doesn’t stop moving until my walls stop pulsing.
His fingers are squeezing mine so tight, I wiggle them to let the blood flow back in. He loosens his grip but doesn’t let go.
His forehead rests on the pillow next to my head, his chest moving fast against mine. It just registers that I’m completely naked and he is fully clothed.
Keeping my feet locked behind him, I blurt out on a pant, “I’m late.”
Everything stills, his body freezes, and I think he stops breathing. He stays that way for the longest time.
