Oh god, yes.
“I have you,malyshka,” he whispers.
And that’s when I shatter.
28
SLAVA
She’s absolutelyperfect when she comes.
Bella wrenches her mouth away from mine, and her scream echoes under the pounding water. Her pussy clenches and clenches around my finger. Her hips continue to move as if possessing a mind of their own as she comes.
I lower her to her feet slowly, letting my hand ride out the crashing waves of her pleasure. The hand around her neck moves, tangles in her long dark hair, and pulls her head back just enough to expose her throat.
My mouth closes around the copper skin. My tongue rasps along the delicate line, drawing one fresh moan after another from her.
Her hands—still trembling from the orgasm I pulled from her—find the waistband of my swimming trunks, and tug at the wet fabric. My cock strains against the material, desperate for her touch.
I want her.
Fuck, I want her so badly that it’s driving all logic and reason out of my head. I want to bury myself inside her and fuck her until neither of us can remember our own names. I want to hear her scream—not in fear nor anger but in pleasure.
I want to hear myname on her lips while we leave our marks on each other’s skin.
She turns her face back to me to kiss me greedily and deeply, pulling the breath out of my lungs with an insisting need. My hand pulls out of her pussy, starts moving back up, and paints the evidence of her own pleasure up her body.
She whimpers when I pause at her right breast. I squeeze and the whimper grows into a shaky moan.
She reaches down and guides my hand up, up, and up until my hand is closed around her neck again. Then, she breaks the kiss, looks at me with those beautiful eyes of hers for a split second, before her pink lips close around my thumb.
The moan she lets out as she sucks my thumb sends blood thrumming against my ears. My cock is so hard that it fucking hurts.
And that’s exactly when Don Leo’s voice slithers through my mind like poison:You’re making the same mistake you made in the past.
My body stiffens and I take a small step back.
Bella doesn’t notice. She’s too focused on her other task of finally tugging the wet fabric of my swimming trunks down. Her breathing is fast and she clings to my thumb, adding her teeth to the mix as if warning me to never pull away.
Her eyes are closed and she whimpers with every breath.
Fuck, she’s beautiful like this. Ruined and wanting.
Finally, she frees my aching cock, and under the hot spray of water, she starts pumping furiously. A ragged rasp leaves my throat.
“Please…” She releases my thumb, plants kisses on my palm, and squeezes my balls with her other hand. “Please, Slava.”
I strain against her touch, and I know that if I don’t do something, she’s going to make me cum right here and right now.
And if she makes me cum, I’ll never want to leave.
“Bella…”
I have to pull back.
I can’t let her.
I need?—
