“I hate how much I want you. I hate what a distraction you are. You’re always on my fucking mind. I can’t get you out of my fucking head. I crave you!” He stalks towards me, but I stand my ground. Even when we’re only a breath apart. “You are my wife. And it’s time I start treating you like it, Katerina.”
“Dom–” I breathe out.
“Shh. Stop talking. Stop fighting. For one goddamn minute, just listen–” He runs his hand through his hair as he shuts me up, and fuck him for thinking he can. So, I cut him off.
I grab his lapels and pull him into me. My lips attack his. I don’t start slowly. I’m not nice about it. Our teeth clash. Our tongues duel for dominance. There’s hair pulling, and clothes tearing. We’re a blur of motion. Of passion.
His hands land on my waist, and he lifts me then tosses me on the bed. He shoves at his suit jacket, throws his tie off, shreds his shirt. I stare at his torso covered in tattoos. I saw him naked once, that time in the shower, but this is different. This time, I get to touch him. This time, he’s mine.
I crawl to the edge of the bed and start to stand. Ready to study my husband’s art.
“Stay on the bed, tiger,” he commands in a strong tone.
“No.” I roll my eyes and hop off.
He instantly scoops me up, but this time, instead of tossing me on the bed, he carries me onto it and straddles me.
“You wouldn’t be my Katerina if you weren’t obstinate.” He laughs as he says it. “But in here, in bed, you listen to me.”
He lays on me, so I can feel his hardness. He leans down and starts kissing my neck. His mistake is leaving himself vulnerable.
I wrap myself around him and flip us over so I’m on top.
“Now, I wouldn’t be your Katerina if I listened to you in bed.” I grin, then slowly drag my dress up my body, then over my head. I’m left in only a thong.
Dominic’s greedy eyes devour me. He stares for a full moment in awe, and I’ve never felt more beautiful. He slowly lifts his hands and places them on my waist. They deliberately travel over my torso, across my abs, up until they hover over my breasts.
“My wife is fucking unreal,” he breathes out.
He doesn’t give me a chance to react to his words before he’s palming my breasts. One in each hand. He squeezes them then runs his thumbs over my peaked nipples. I gasp at the unfamiliar sensation and arch my back, chasing the contact.
“Tell me what you like,” he demands.
With my lack of experience, I don’t know what I like. I just know I like his touch. In any way it comes.
“Just don’t stop touching me.” It comes out more of a command than a request. He smirks and continues his assault.
Leaning down, I capture his lips with mine. I bite his bottom lip and tug on it before moving down his scruff. I kiss and suck my way down his neck in a way that’s sure to leave my mark. When I get to his shoulder, I bite down hard. He jerks back and hisses. I follow him and do it again.
“Fuck, tiger. If you want rough, you better be prepared to take it just as hard.” His threat has me pooling with arousal. I want him to be rough. I want him to be unleashed.
“I can handle you.” I whisper in his ear then bite the lobe. I nibble my way up it, and when he pinches one of my nipples, I moan into his ear.
“Tiger, your little noises are so fucking sexy. Let’s see how loud you get with me inside of you.” His voice is husky. He’s breathing heavily. I know he’s on edge, and so am I.
Instead of fucking me with his dick, he slides a finger over my damp panties. I freeze, waiting for his next move. He flicks them to the side and slides his fingers through my wetness. It feels so good that I follow his finger when he tries to pull away.
“Such a needy girl. I bet I can make you come on my fingers with just a few touches.” He raises a brow at me in challenge.
“You can try, but I’m not confident in your abilities,” I lie through my teeth.
He smirks at me then slowly slips a finger inside. It’s a tight fit, and for the first time, I get nervous. If one of his fingers feels this tight, then there’s no way I can take his monster cock.
All thoughts vanish when his thumb finds my clit. He starts rubbing in slow circles at the perfect pace. I lose myself in the feeling. I start meeting his thrusts, and soon enough, he’s added a second finger. There’s a pinch of pain, but it’s not enough to stop me.
He flicks his fingers against a spot in me I didn’t know existed at the same time he pushes down on my clit. I immediately shriek as my body starts to tremble. I lose myself in the sensation. I’m falling forward into his chest, and his other arm wraps around me, holding me to him.
“I’ve got you, Katerina. I’ll always have you,” Dominic murmurs under his breath as he rubs my back.
