Something shifted on the bed, stirring me awake.
“Hmm?” It was still dark but Ana must’ve been awake.Probably needed the bathroom.
When I didn’t get an answer, I began turning onto my side. A soft hand brushed down my abdomen. I froze, then relaxed back onto my back. The hand snaked downwards towards the thin trail of dark hairs that led to below my boxer briefs. I felt myself hardening at her touch. I couldn’t control the fire she ignited within me.
Fingertips pulled at the sides of my boxers until they were off. Now free of any barriers, she grasped my girth in her hand and stroked up and down my length. I hardened more and more until I felt fuller than ever.
I sighed as she rubbed her thumb over the head of my cock and swirled it around. I bit down on my bottom lip. She knew how to make me tick, there was no mistake.
I felt her shift beside me on the bed again. She kissed my chest, working her way up my pecs to my collarbone and up the side of my neck. I turned my face to meet her halfway. Our lips met, and I swear I felt a crackle of energy pass between us.
Ana moved again, pulling the covers back and swinging her leg over my waist. She shuffled back and I immediately felt how wet she was for me as my cock hit her slick folds. She braced one hand against my stomach and with the other, slipped my length inside her. She gasped as she stretched to accommodate me. As she began to move up and down on me, I reached up to massage her breasts and heard her soft giggle.
“So you are awake?” she murmured, raking her nails down my stomach. “I was beginning to wonder…”
“Of course I’m awake. I wouldn’t miss this for the world.” I bucked my hips upwards sharply and a gasp escaped her.
I moved my hands down her sides and pushed one between her legs. She wasn’t getting away with having all the fun. As I pressed and rubbed her clit, she moved her hips, grinding against me in a smooth circular motion.
Her soft moans were music to my ears. They got louder as I rubbed faster and tweaked her clit harder, massaging down the sides of her hot, wet lips. I could feel myself going in and out of her as she moved, and honestly, it just turned me on more.
Resting my hands on her hips I guided her rhythm as she moved up and down. Soon, we were perfectly in sync.
I moved my right hand back to her clit, circling and rubbing until her moans turned to cries and I knew she was going to tip over the edge. She moved, undulating above me, faster and faster. I knew, if she kept going like this, she would make me tip over that same edge for sure.
I nudged her leg with the back of my hand, and she paused. I pulled her down towards me and rolled us over, so that I was on top of her, supporting myself on my elbows. We moved together, flawlessly in sync. It was something else, more than I had gotten from any other woman. Ana was mine, and she was perfect. She wrapped her legs around my waist and tucked me in close to her. I smothered her mouth with kisses, my tongue brushing hers as her mouth opened for me.
Resting on one forearm, I used my free hand to play with her nipples, while I fucked her, my thrusts getting harder and faster. She moaned into my mouth and I had to restrain myself from exploding inside her right there and then.
I kissed and nipped a line down her jaw to her neck burying my face in the scent of her. She moaned again, and I knew we were both close. As I moved, one of her hands fisted in the bedsheets. She was going to make me climax, and I was so ready for it. Ana cupped her hand around the back of my neck and brought my face to hers.
“Look at me.” Her big blue eyes were half-closed but she was still looking right at me.
I watched her face in the darkness, wishing that I’d turned the light on so that I could see her in all of her beauty. See her face flushed with passion.
“Ana…” I whispered, my voice hoarse.
“I want you to,” she said, another moan of pleasure escaping her throat. Of course she knew what I was going to say, she knew the place that we had gotten to.
She cried out in passion as she climaxed and for a few moments, I kept going, holding on until the last possible second so that she got as much out of this as possible. I stilled as I released my load inside of her, one last thrust rocking our hips together.
I kissed her again, slower almost lazily. “I love you,” I murmured as I moved from on top of her. She curled into me as our breathing slowed.
“I love you too, Nikolai.”
I put my arms around her and held her to me as my heart swelled.
“How did I ever get so lucky?” Anastasia muttered sleepily. Still wrapped in my arms, she was already starting to drift off to sleep again. I didn’t know if she was fully conscious or not if she’d even realised she’d said it aloud. But nevertheless, I’d heard it.
My mind couldn’t grasp how she felt ‘lucky’. After all, she’d been through… I couldn’t agree with her that luck was on her side. But maybe, just maybe, things were turning around for her.
