Ruslan’s fingertips flex slightly against my body.
“Now it’s my turn.” With a gentle grip of his cock, I shed the rest of my clothes, adjust his length underneath me, and then sink slowly down onto his cock with a long, slow moan that bubbles in my chest and escapes with each short breath.
Ruslan’s own moans rise to join mine and both his hands move to grip my hips. I sink down until I’m fully seated on his length, then I clench my muscles around him and Ruslan grunts.
“Holy shit,” he moans softly. “You’re going to kill me.”
“Don’t worry,” I groan, leaning down until my breasts lightly graze his chest. “I’ll keep my eyes open.”
Ruslan becomes a moaning mess beneath me after only two rolls of my hips, and pride swells in my chest. After everything that’s happened and everything that he’s done for me, it’s exhilarating to know I can have this kind of effect on him. We kiss slowly. I keep one hand placed on the bed near his head to support myself while my hips lift and roll repeatedly, slow and careful. Each drag of his cock inside me ignites sparks of pleasure through my entire body and if I angle myself just right, his cock grazes my G-spot each time I sink back down.
He cradles my face with one hand and clutches my hip with his other, holding on as I ride him as hard as I dare while being mindful of all of his injuries. Given how hungrily he kisses me back, I doubt Ruslan gives much thought to his pain when pleasure is to be had. Within minutes, we’re sharing air and panting softly against each other’s lips, trading moans and languid kisses as pleasure coils low and hot in my gut. Ruslan groans and his hips thrust upward, then his hand tightens against my hips and his breath hitches.
“Ivy,” he gasps. “I can’t?—”
“Do you know how tempting it is to draw this out?” I murmur, kissing him slowly. “You’re lucky you’re medicated.”
Ruslan tries to laugh, but I quickly increase my pace for a few hot seconds and reach my climax before I can even finish a single breath. Heat washes through me from head to toe, and pleasure surges, sending goosebumps up and down my limbs. Ruslan follows a few seconds later and I continue riding him, milking him for everything he has. Once we’re both spent, I collapse down beside him on the bed and he tenderly draws me into his arms. Wary of his ribs, I snuggle in as close as I dare and kiss him slowly.
“I love you.”
“I love you too,” he murmurs. “Almost as much as I love being the Ace.”
Chuckling softly, I nuzzle against his jaw. “Can I stay here? With you, even though I’m not part of the Suit?”
“If you want to. Although where you go, I go,” he replies. “I’ll be the Ace no matter where we go.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes. I want to give you a home and a safe place that’s just us. You deserve all of that. You deserve a life, and I want to help.”
“That’s so romantic.”
“What can I say, you bring it out of me. Besides…” Ruslan caresses my cheek and kisses my forehead. “It’s about time we had someone normal around here.”
Laughing softly, I briefly tighten my arm around him as peace settles deep in my soul for the first time in months. “I love you, Ruslan.”
“I love you, Ivy. Forever and ever.”
