My words encourage her. They increase her pleasure. And to have that power over her increases my own.
Nikita's leg begins to shake, still stretched to the side, her foot against the shower wall.
I wrap my hand around her thigh to hold her steady and then begin to fuck her even harder than before. One hand beneath her ass, one around her leg. She grips tightly around my neck, and her breathing becomes erratic. Her pussy begins to undulate over my cock. With each tightening of her internal walls, I lose my mind a little more.
Instead of moving faster, I move slower.
I want to draw this moment out. I want to feel everything she feels.
And that's when the truth slams into me.
The connection. The awareness. The presence I have in reading every single breath she takes.
I am not just fucking her. I'm not just sharing carnal pleasures in a chased moment.
I am making love to her.
My cock suddenly goes harder than ever before, and Nikita cries out as it pushes against her pussy. Rigid inside her, it stretches her wider open. I growl in pleasure and shock.
Her pussy locks over me, and her body shakes in my hands.
The orgasm that hits me pushes her over the edge, too.
The ecstasy is shared as we stare into each other's eyes. Her pupils dilate, and I bite down hard, clenching my jaw as my hot come gushes into her.
I want every drop inside her. My territory. My little pussy.
Mine.
She's all mine.
It's late and Nikita is naked, lying across my chest, asleep in my arms.
The blankets are knotted around my legs, but I don't dare move. I want her right where she is. I've been staring at her for over an hour, and I can't stop these looping thoughts.
What if she is my future?
Every day could be beautiful. My life could be filled with joy and love.Love?
Is that what this is?I've never felt love like this before. It's deeply intense. Overwhelming.
I never want it to end.
But…
How can I have a future with her… considering all the obstacles we would have to face? Is it possible? My heart constricts and my throat tightens.
In reality, it might never happen.
What am I going to do when the time comes to accept that this is all a childishly impossible dream?
Chapter 20 - Nikita
My heart is racing with anxiety.
Bardil has gone to get us some pizza, and I'm hyper aware of the seconds ticking past. I don't have much time, but I need all three of us to be available, so I have to wait until the time we arranged. Two more minutes and then I'm dialing.
My hands are shaking, and my stomach is in knots.
