“Why did you kiss me?” he asks in a soft tone that makes me feel warm.
“I don’t know. It just felt… right. Was that ok?”
“It was more than ok.” His voice is gruff. It’s like nothing I’ve ever heard before. It makes a tingle move throughout my body.
And before I know it, Maksim is cupping the back of my head and bringing our lips back together. I don’t pull away this time. The kiss feels too good to want to stop it.
He lowers me onto the bed and keeps his body weight off me as he continues to deepen the kiss. For the first time since we’ve met, I feel a spark in my body. Arousal. It’s a feeling I only ever felt whenever I read romance novels. But to feel it with a real person is on a whole other level. It’s electric and exciting and also terrifying.
Maksim’s hand finds my waist and gives it a squeeze. I can’t stop the soft moan from escaping my lips. He lets out a low sound that makes the tingle inside of me grow.
I gasp when his hand moves higher and cups my breast. I’m not sure if I’m ready for any of this and yet… I don’t stop it. Maksim is making all of this feel too good.
He grabs the strap of my dress and pulls it down, exposing my bare breast. I’ve always been smaller chested so I never needed to wear bras and this dress came with extra padding. But now, I wish I had a bra on to protect me from Maksim’s hand. It would provide me with some sense of security.
His hand cups my breast and his thumb swipes across my nipple. My body arches into his on instinct. I let out a whimper.
“It’s ok, baby,” he murmurs against my lips. “I’ve got you. You don’t have to be afraid.” He makes it sound so easy.
“This is all so overwhelming,” I whisper.
“Let me make you feel good. Fuck. I need this. We both need this.”
“Make me feel good… how?”
“Like this.” He rolls my nipple around and all I feel is a surge of pleasure through my body. It’s so intense, it makes me press my legs together. Maksim gives me a knowing look before he draws his hand from my breast and down my body.
I don’t stop him as he slips his hand underneath my dress and touches the edge of my panties.
Our eyes meet. A shared breath.
And then he gently parts my legs and presses his hand right to my most intimate area. My hips buck into his hand on instinct. It all feels too good, like it’s not even real.
Maksim smirks slightly as he presses his palm harder against me. The firmness against my nub sends a hot flare of arousal through me. It makes me want more.
I was scared to marry Maksim at first, even though a part of me wanted him to choose me. None of it made sense.
It still doesn’t make sense. All I know right now is that I feel like I’m floating on a cloud and I never want to come down.
He grabs the waistband of my panties and pushes them down, making me gasp. His bare hand cups me right between mylegs. Another gush of arousal hits me. I can’t stop myself from blushing.
“You don’t have to look embarrassed,” he says, rubbing my bud with his fingers. My hips roll up and down. “Just feel this, Nat. Just feel it.”Nat. It’s the first time anyone has ever given me a nickname. Never have I felt this close to someone since my mom left and never returned.
I clutch his arm to steady myself. “I’m scared.”
“You don’t have to be. You don’t have to fear me. I told you that. Just give in to this. It will all be better if you do. Come for me, Nat.”
His words sound reassuring and I want to believe in them. I want to believe in them more than anything.
I look into Maksim’s handsome face and feel his hand between my legs and I know this is the feeling I want. One of safety. One of security. One where I don’t have to live in fear every day.
So when his finger presses right down onto my nub, I can’t stop myself. My release hits me like lightening. I’ve never felt his before. All the times I tried to touch myself growing up never amounted to anything. It just never did anything for me.
But Maksim’s touch is perfect. And the second my release is done, I know I want to feel it again.
He pulls his hand away and fixes my underwear and dress for me until I’m fully covered once more.
“Why did you do that?” I ask.
