Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 33564 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 134(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33564 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 134(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
My tongue caresses hers, our breaths mingling as I ease inside her slowly. I know I shouldn’t. I know I should let her rest, give her time. But I can’t stop myself, can’t stop feeling her inside and out.
She moans, her back arching as she grabs my shoulders. “Sergei.”
Fuck, I love my name on her lips. I surge inside her, my body going tight at the sheer pleasure of her, all of her.
“You like that, princess?” I move in slow strokes, fucking her sweetly as she stares up at me.
“Yes.”
“Tell me what you need.” I grab the inside of her knee and push it up, opening her to me even more. “Tell me.”
“This. You,” she breathes.
I look down at where we’re joined, at where my thick cock slides into her pink skin. I almost come from the sight of it. Pornographic and perfect–we were meant to be joined like this, to be one.
Leaning down, I claim one of her nipples in my mouth. She runs her fingers through my hair and pulls the strands as I suck her and fuck her, working her with my hips while I taste her tits. Her moans spur me on, lighting a fire low in my gut as I move faster.
I give it to her harder, listening to our skin smack as I bite her nipple and twist the other between my thumb and forefinger. She moans, so fucking responsive to every touch. I could get lost in her, just memorizing her sounds, her taste, every inch of her body.
“Like this?” I slide my hand between us and thumb her clit, rubbing back and forth as I watch her.
Her eyelashes flutter, her breath catching in her throat. “Yes!”
I cage her throat with my other hand, squeezing lightly and holding her in place while I piston into her.
She wraps her hands around my wrist, holding on as I pound into her. “Sergei!” she squeals as I circle my thumb on her clit.
“I want to watch you come. Don’t look away from me, princess. Show it all to me.” I thrust faster, my balls already drawn up tight.
When she sucks in a breath and holds it, I feel her pussy start to squeeze. Her moan is low and long, her eyes rolling back as I surge deep into her and let go. I coat her with me, soaking her cunt with my cum as she squeezes me again and again. It’s heaven. It’s more than I deserve. And I want every last bit of it. I keep rocking inside her, using my cock to spread my seed all over her inner walls.
She melts beneath me, her body going lax as she stares up at me, her eyes dazed.
I lean down to her and kiss her again, slowly this time, relishing the way she’s given herself to me, the way she’s submitted her body and trusted me to give it what it needs.
When I come up for air, I roll off her and bring her with me, cradling her on my chest as we both try to catch our breath.
I kiss her crown. I can’t seem to stop kissing her. I want her touch everywhere all the time.
The bed shifts, and Trash prowls over and sits beside us, his wide eyes judgmental.
Olivia huffs a little laugh. “What’s that look for?”
Trash flicks his tail.
“I can love both of you, okay?” Olivia reaches out and strokes the top of his head.
My heart stutter-steps, then falls fucking flat. Did she just say …
She seems to realize it at the same time, because her head snaps up, and she catches my gaze. Her cheeks turn a bright pink as I slide her up my body until we’re face to face.
“Princess.” I cup her cheek.
She bites her lip. “What?”
“Did you just say—”
“I was um, I was just—”
“You said you loved me.” I kiss the tip of her nose. “Is that true?”
She’s still biting her lip, so I kiss it, pulling it between my own teeth and biting lightly.
She sighs.
“Let me make this easier for you.” I hold her gaze and press my forehead to hers. “I love you, Olivia Fernandino. Even though I’m not supposed to. Even though your family hates mine, and mine hates yours. Even though loving you is a bad idea and a death sentence all rolled into one. None of that shit matters to me. Only you do. You. I love you.” I hold my breath as I look up at her, at her wide eyes and swollen lips. She’s a fucking angel, one I’ll worship for as long as she’ll let me.
“This doesn’t seem real,” she whispers. “It can’t be real, can it?”
“It’s real.” I kiss her softly again. “You and me–we’re real. That’s all we need.”
She smiles, her eyes watering. “I love you, too.”
I kiss her in earnest, giving her every part of myself. The good and the bad. I want her to know it all, to feel it all. And more than anything, I want her to give herself to me in return.