We may have started our relationship off on a bad note but we got there in the end.
Maksim makes quick work of my shirt and pants, leaving me in nothing but my bra and panties. The way his eyes rake over me make me feel like the most beautiful woman on the planet. There’s no question Maksim has feelings for me.
But does he love me?
“I need to taste you again,” he growls, pulling my hips to the edge of the bed. I gasp when he spreads my legs wide and grips the waistband of my panties between his teeth. Slowly, he pulls the piece of fabric down until I’m bare for him. I remember his mouth on me before and I’m desperate to feel it again.
His lips find my nub and his tongue flicks it. I cry out as my arousal gushes out of me. Never have I been this turned on in my entire life before. Maksim lights that fire inside of me. He’s allowed me to become the woman I’ve always dreamed of. Instead of being a scared girl locked away in her room, I can thrive. I can stand up to my father. I can be someone I’m proud of.
“Take off your bra and play with your breasts,” he murmurs before running his tongue along my folds and clit. Quickly, I take off my bra and toss it to the floor. The feeling of clothes on me right now is too stifling. I need to be free in Maksim’s arms.
My hands find my breasts and run along my nipples as Maksim works my body to perfection. My hips buck up and rollaround, needing to get closer to him. He grabs my thighs and steadies me. Claiming me.
“Maksim,” I sigh as a spike of pleasure hits me.
His satisfied smirk tells me everything I need to know.
His tongue laps at my nub over and over and over again. My body is a live wire. Every touch makes me sensitive.
The pleasure inside of me grows and grows, becoming almost unbearable. As soon as I can’t stand it anymore, my pleasure washes over me. I gasp through my orgasm, shuddering and shivering.
Maksim kisses up my body until he reaches my lips. I can taste myself on him. “I need you, Nat. Fuck. I’ve never needed anyone this badly before. But, baby, I need you.”
I cup his face between my hands. “Then take me. I’m ready.”
That’s all Maksim needs.
He stands up and strips his clothes off. The sight of his bare body makes another flare of arousal hit me. I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of his beauty.
Once he’s naked, he lays his body over mine so we’re flush together. Never have I been this physically close to another human being before. It feels perfect.
“God, I need you,” he growls before kissing me again. I can feel his erection against my inner thigh.
I spread my legs wider to encompass him. He sits up and lines his erection to my entrance. Our eyes lock.
And then in one motion, he enters me. It’s slow at first. I can’t help but wince a little. My body has never experienced this sensation before.
Maksim grips my hips and presses himself deeper until he’s fully seated inside of me. My inner walls clench down on his length. He hisses. The look of happiness on his face lights me on fire and lets the pain vanish and be replaced with only pleasure.
My body relaxes around him.
“There you go, baby,” he says, placing his body flush with mine so we’re chest to chest. Skin to skin. Nothing could get between us. “I’m going to make you feel good.” Maksim kisses me deeply as he rolls his hips around –gently at first. He’s letting my body get used to this. I clutch his back as a surge of pleasure hits me. It’s so different from his mouth or fingers on my body. This new feeling is deeper. More intense. More fulfilling.
Maksim thrusts into me harder. “God, you feel good around me, Nat. You’re perfect.”
“Maksim,” I cry out. My fingers dig into his skin.
He groans and begins to move his hips with more passion. A frenetic energy. He grips my hips and truly thrusts into me, claiming me as his.
I used to be terrified of Maksim but now I know I can trust him. His passion doesn’t scare me now. It only excites me further.
He thrusts into me over and over again. I can barely breathe. I can barely think. Nothing makes sense anymore except for Maksim. Just him and me.
We started out marriage off on the wrong page but now we’re right where we need to be.
In one smooth motion, he sits up so I’m seated on his lap. In this new position, his length sinks deeper into me, making me moan. The darkness in Maksim’s eyes lights me on fire.
“I could hear you moan every day,” he growls before kissing me again. He holds my hips, moving them back and forth on his erection, allowing me to get used to it. Allowing me to learn, He isn’t judging me for my lack of experience. Instead, we’re thriving in it.
