Total pages in book: 113
Estimated words: 106159 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 531(@200wpm)___ 425(@250wpm)___ 354(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 106159 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 531(@200wpm)___ 425(@250wpm)___ 354(@300wpm)
Matvei decides for me. After closing my mouth, he assists me to a kneeling position before he tears my thong from my body. My knees hug his thighs when he lifts the sheer material to his nose a second before he stuffs them into his pocket.
“Condom,” I murmur when he pushes his pants down further to fully expose his cock before guiding the head toward my opening. “You thought of everything but my contraception. I haven’t taken the pill today.”
“Don’t need it.” Matvei groans when he braces the crown of his cock against my opening. “I barely touched you, but you are ready for me.”
“I’ll always be ready for you.” My last word teeters when his cock flexes before a droplet of pre-cum adds to the wetness between my legs. “But that doesn’t alter the facts. We need protection.”
“No, we don’t.” With one quick thrust, he sheaths his cock inside me. The stretch is painful but oh so worthwhile. “You’re not going anywhere, and neither are the children we will create together.” I realize he understood the meaning of my fear when he locks eyes with me and murmurs, “You’ll never be alone again.”
“Matvei—”
He silences me like he did earlier, before kissing the living hell out of me until nothing but chasing a brain-hazing orgasm is on my mind.
As he rocks into me, pleasure spurs in all directions, from the roots of my hair to the tips of my toes. I moan his name as the urge to come turns feral.
While encouraging him to let go of the reins by telling him I’ve never felt this way for anyone else, I grunt and moan, “It’s never felt like this. It’s never been this good.” I tighten around him as he grips my nape to strengthen his pumps. “It feels so good, Matvei. You feel so good.”
With one of his hands gripping the grab handle and the other groping my ass, he pistons his hips upward while grunting, “Mine… mine… mine…” with each thrust.
My clit throbs for attention, envious of all the devotion he’s bestowing to my G-spot. He hits it with every pound, doubling its spasms when he takes it too deep and bottoms out at my uterus. It could be classified as painful if it weren’t so wild.
He’s so deep.
I’m so full.
Then I come without warning.
“Matvei…”
As my orgasm explodes through me, Matvei fists my hair before he continues pounding with expert preciseness. He pumps into me without fault, his life’s sole purpose clearly to answer my libido’s every whim.
As turned on by his devotion as I am his possessiveness, I weave my fingers through his sweat-damp hair before meeting his thrusts.
After several delightful minutes, Matvei encourages me to lean back so he can toy with my clit with his thumb. “I want you to come with me this time, Natalya. Milk my dick of cum. Squeeze every drop out of me.”
A husky grunt fans my cheeks when I comply with his request. It is the sexiest noise I’ve ever heard, powerful and demanding, but with a hint of infatuation that announces he is unraveling as quickly as me. Except it isn’t solely sexy euphoria blindsiding him.
Feelings are there as well. Feelings I’m unsure I’ve ever experienced before.
This hurts to admit, but my father was right to question me. Before Polina hired me, I hadn’t worked a day in my life. I spent without consideration of where the money came from and was horrified if anyone received the gifts before me.
I was a spoiled brat, but that doesn’t mean I deserve what happened to me.
Cut me off financially.
Force me to stand on my own two feet.
But don’t sell me to the highest bidder, then let the world believe I killed him over a dispute on our “honeymoon.”
My heart thuds against Matvei’s when I draw myself close before my past swallows me. His viral, manly scent stirs a new set of emotions. It reminds me that even a life lived in the shadows is better than no life.
“Oh…” I murmur in a throaty groan when Matvei pinches my clit at the same time he increases his pace.
“Christ, Natalya. You’re strangling my cock.”
The harder he pumps into me, the more he toys with my clit. He pinches and rolls, pinches and rolls until my mind is a hazy mess of lust and ecstasy, and I’m begging for him to take me even harder.
When he complies, every muscle in my body tightens in anticipation. This orgasm will be like nothing I’ve ever experienced. The buildup is already stronger than my previous release. Tingles race all over me, and I no longer care who may see us.
Tension this white-hot deserves to be explored.
“Take me.” He keeps thrusting, hard and fast. “Feel me. Never forget where I’ve been. Every step you take, every move you make, you will feel where I have been.”