I knew she’d have to marry another man eventually, and that thought sent a riot of jealousy shooting through my mind, yet on this boat, right here and right now, Katya was mine and I was hers.
And that was all that mattered.For now.
The taste and smell of her filled my senses, her juices swirled with my saliva as I worked her over, my tongue darting wildly over her hardened clit as my fingers continued to push into her, reaching deeper and deeper. Katya writhed against the towel, her eyes rolling back as she reached down to grip my hair and keep me firmly attached to her body.
“Nik, oh God, Nik...I can’t...” Her body quivered beneath me as she called my name, her voice wrapped up in the pleasure. “Fuck me, Nikolai, please, fuck me now.” Desperation colored her words, and it took every ounce of my willpower not to rip off my swim shorts and shove my dick into her wet, waiting pussy.
“Not yet,” I growled, snaking hands beneath her ass and digging nails into her skin lightly. Her breathing came in heaving, quick gasps as I buried my face more deeply between her folds, nose rubbing against her clit as my tongue pushed into her most intimate place. I sucked at her, drank her up, until I thought she couldn’t possibly ever be wet again. I’d taken it all from her.
But as I pulled away, her body glistened with fresh juices and I stared like a man dying of thirst. She tasted perfect. Like peaches and cream. Like expensive champagne. Like desire and sin and everything in between.
“Don’t make me wait any longer,” Katya mewled, pulling herself up to lean on one elbow as her right hand reached for my shorts. She tugged at them, pulling them down far enough to reveal my hardened length and her pupils dilated at the sight. My dick bounced out of the wet material, jolting at the freedom, and my entire body felt like a live wire. Sparking and more than ready to sink into wetness and cause an electrical fire between us.
“I think we’ve waited long enough,” I agreed, voice pitched low. I could only imagine what my face looked like, an expression of deep longing written across its features, no doubt. “I need to get a condom,” I said, my tone filled with regret that I’d have to leave her, even for a moment.
“I’m on the pill,” she said quickly, “I’m clean.”
I nodded. “Me too. I never fuck uncovered.” I grinned. It was true. I always used a condom. Always made sure to protect myself and any woman I was with. I didn’t want any little Nik’s turning up in eighteen years and surprising me.
I’d slowly been coming to terms with what Katya meant to me.
I’d slowly been facing my own feelings.
But now I didn’t want to do anything slow.
I wanted to do it hard, and fast, and spill into her like a goddamn geyser that hadn’t erupted in decades. I wanted Katya to be weak kneed, throat sore from screaming my name after this.
She gripped my dick, strumming it twice with expert hands and smearing pre-cum over the tip and I groaned. Her legs were splayed wide around me, knees bent and ready. The small triangle of hair pointing down towards her seam was an arrow pulling me home. I reached a hand down to whisper it across her folds. She bit her lower lip, and I knew that slight touch was sending tingles through her.
“Are you sure, Katya? That you want this...that youwant me?”
She stuck up her chin defiantly, eyes glittering with fire. “I want you, Nik. Now fuck me.”
She dropped her hand from my dick and I moved forward, settling myself between her legs as I stroked my length. I brushed my tip against her entrance, barely pushing her apart, before rocking back slightly. I teased, taunted. I played our old games, but in a new way. She slapped me on the shoulder, mouth slightly parted as she looked up at me with her large, wide-set amber eyes, begging for me.
Her hair was hanging over her shoulder now, covering one breast. I leaned down, stroking away the strands so I could take in the full glory of her perfectly tanned body.
“You’re so goddamn beautiful, Katya,” I rumbled, pressing my tip gently against her entrance once more before finally sinking my length into her slick, inviting body.
She moaned, lifting her ass to meet me and pressing me deeper inside. I was large and thick, and she accepted every inch of me. Now that I felt what it was like with her, our bodies joined together like this, I knew it was over for me. She was it. Her mind, her soul, her body. My heart raced and Katya looked at me with wide, surprised eyes as we poured all of ourselves into this act of finally giving into our feelings.
I didn’t think about what tomorrow might bring, about the Bratva and what might happen to us if we were found out. About how angry Alex would be with me or what Viktor would do if he found out about us. I only thought about the feel of us together right now, two bodies connected and made one.
Katya made little kitten sounds, delicate gasps of pleasure, and it spurred me on. I hadn’t imagined her like this. I’d thought she would be wild and wicked, hair thrown back, nails clawing down across my skin, screams tearing through the air, but she was almost gentle. The soft caress of her hands on my back, her legs pushed wide so I could fuck her deeper.
I fucked fast and hard, pulling out of her and pushing back in, over and over again, as we both climbed the mountain towards climax. My hands kneaded at her curved, supple hips as I ground myself into her, knowing from the way her pupils dilated and her mouth opened wide that I was hitting the exact spot she needed. Grabbing her legs, I hooked them over my shoulders and she lifted her ass, the pleasure making me dizzy as I buried myself deeper inside of her.
“Fuck, Katya,” I growled, my arms trapping her legs against my chest as I thrust into her. Long strokes from tip to balls and back again.
“God, I’m going to come, Nik,” Katya groaned out, pinching and tugging at her nipples.
I slowed my pace, lowering her legs and then rocking my hips in rhythm. I moved one of her hands away so I could bend over and lick one of her nipples myself. I clamped down slightly with my teeth before sucking on it like I’d never get enough. Her softness pinched between my teeth was a goddamn heaven on earth. The feel of my tongue circling her rock-hard nipple sent pulses of pleasure down to my dick.
I moved away from her breasts, kissing up her chest as I continued to fuck into her. When I was at her neck, I buried my face into her hair, breathing her in.
A breeze had picked up now, carrying with it the scents of the sea around us. It chilled our skins and we pressed more firmly together. I felt the way her body shook as bursts of sensation made their way through her veins. She didn’t complain that I’d slowed down right when she was at the edge of climax.
Maybe she wanted it to last.
