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Disappointment floods me, but at the same time I’ve convinced myself that her company alone, nothing sexual, is so incredible that I can be happy with just that, for now at least.

Fuck. I want her though.

I want her more than I have wanted anything in my entire life.

But I won’t push her past any limits, and I won’t force her into anything she isn’t comfortable with.

“It’s ok—honestly. It’s totally fine.” I smile, reassuring her. I genuinely mean it. When she’s ready it will be worth the wait.

I settle back into my chair but keep my arm around her because I need her touch. I need her body against mine.

The seconds tick by in slow motion as I try to force my body to calm down and refocus on the movie. But, fuck, it’s hard. My cock is aching, pressed against my pants and begging to be touched. Every time I close my eyes I imagine her beneath me as I slam into her.

I clench my jaw, my eyes open and forward. If I look at her right now the desire will be worse.

But out of nowhere Jade grabs my face in her hands and kisses me. The sweet scent of roses washes over me and her soft, full lips crash into mine with force and she pushes her tongue into my mouth. I can taste her. I can feel her. She is tugging at me, needy and fierce.

My arm around her waist tightens, pulling her closer to me.

I’m screaming inside. My thoughts are flying in every direction—fueled, burning and wild. She shifts and lifts herself off her own seat, climbing onto my lap, her long skirt floating over my legs down to the floor. The moan of desire that rumbles through me is tense with restraint. Let her go as far as she wants to go. I warn myself as she kneels on my lap, straddling me on the movie theater chair.

On the screen behind us the couple is gasping in pleasure, having given in to their own lust and love, and on my lap Jade is rocking slowly back and forth, rubbing herself against my cock which is so hard it feels like it’s sculpted out of stone at this point.

“Jade—“ I breath, needing to warn her that I can’t control myself anymore.

“Shut up—“ she mumbles against my mouth.

Her bossy streak makes me want to show her who is really in charge here, but I hold back.

My hands run up her back, beneath her cropped t-shirt. Her skin is hot and smooth, like silk beneath my fingertips.

I unclip her bra and then brush my hands around the front of her body. Her curves are delicious, full and tempting.

For some reason, I feel like a teenager, sitting in a movie theater and stealing mischievous moments with my high school sweetheart.

Jade giggles against my mouth. Is she thinking the same thing?

She leans back and grabs the edges of her t-shirt, pulling it up over her head and throwing it aside. Then her pink lace bra, she slips it off her shoulders and my eyes are expectantly locked onto her body, eager to see the secrets hiding beneath that lace.

In the soft theater lighting I take in the magnificent sight of her.

Full, creamy breasts with dark round nipples begging me to suck them into my mouth. I wrap my hands around her breasts and lick my tongue over her skin. Her nipple goes hard in my mouth.

I tease her and flick my tongue over her until her breathing is hitched and heavy.

Lifting my mouth back to hers, I kiss her again.

She moves against me with more urgency than before. The moment becomes more intense as desire builds beyond anything I could have imagined.

Grabbing the edges of her long skirt, I lift it so that I can run my hands over the naked skin of her thighs.

My body vibrates with need.

Jade wraps her fingers through my hair and tugs my head back, forcefully tilting my head to expose my neck. She leans down and runs her tongue over my throat and my thoughts go off the charts. My cock is humming against my pants as she pulls my shirt buttons loose and tugs my shirt open to run her hands over my chest.

Her eyes dance over my torso. She bites her lower lip and takes in the sight of me. I can tell she likes what she sees, and her approval turns me on even more. The little smirk on her lips tells me everything I need to know.

She wants this.

There is no need for me to play it safe anymore.

I dip my fingers between her legs and growl with pleasure to find her pussy hot and wet. I picture sliding my cock inside her and it almost tips me over the edge.

She moans loudly and rocks against my hand and my cock.

“Oh,” she gasps as I push two fingers inside her.

“Oh,” she says with more desperation and surprise. She pushes herself hard against my hand, rolling her hips in a small circle.

I can’t take it anymore.

Wrapping my hand around her waist I lift her high enough to tug my pants open, freeing my cock.

It stands rigid, straight up, throbbing and pulsing. Being unleashed from the cage of my clothes, I feel the relief, but now I want to be locked inside her. I have to have this. There is no choice anymore.

Jade licks her lips and grabs me in her hands. Her long delicate fingers wrapping around my shaft and her touch making me shudder with absolute pleasure.

With her eyes locked onto mine, she lowers herself right onto my cock.

Slowly, my cock presses against her pussy, then pushes her open and slides inside her, inch by inch—her pupils dilate and her lips part as she gasps softly, barely breathing, taking in the intensity of this moment with me.

Every bit of pleasure I have ever experienced in my entire life cannot match how I feel right now.

She settles the full weight of her body onto my cock, burying me deep inside her pussy, then starts to rock back and forth as though she is dancing on my lap. Her body moves and arches, her hips swirling over me.

She is too beautiful.

I clench my jaw, having to fight against the urge to explode inside her right now.

I want this to last so much longer.

I don’t think I ever want it to end.

And I want to take control.

I grab her hips and lift her, supporting her in my hands. Then I start to thrust upward, slamming into her, fucking her hard, filling her up with my cock and watching her eyes roll slightly as she experiences the pleasure of it. The pure, heated passion that I have been holding back for weeks.

I fuck her as though I own her and she will never, ever be touched by anyone else.

I can’t get enough of her.

She is perfection, painted above me like the portrait of a goddess who has fallen onto my lap and now belongs to me.

A gift from the universe—all of my desires encompassed in one person.

I thrust upwards and she moans loudly while pleasure shoots through me. My cock is growing harder inside her, the veins throbbing and popping out in rigid lines.

Jade's legs start to shake, and she wraps her hands around my neck, digging her painted red nails into my back. She starts moving on her own, each time I thrust upwards she rocks forward and I’m inside her even deeper than before. Her pussy pulling me in and pulsing around me.

I growl, deep and feverish, and she tilts her head back, her long dark hair flowing down her back, brushing over my hands.

Jade lets out a squeal of delight and rocks faster, using me to chase her own climax of ecstasy.

The sight of her is intoxicating—I can’t hold back much longer.

Her thighs tighten over my lap and she arches her breasts towards me, bouncing with each movement we make together.

Then her entire body goes rigid, tense and taunt with the contractions of her orgasm. I feel the waves of it as it rushes through her pussy, throbbing over my cock.

I am mesmerized, completely in awe of her beauty in this moment, and then I explode. My body releasing a flood of emotion, pleasure and desire.

She sits on top of me with my cock still hard inside her.

The little grin on her lips is gorgeous, the glow of sweat on her cheeks is beautiful. I look up at her and realize—for a long time now it hasn’t just been about protecting her. It’s not just about keeping her safe.

I want her.

I want to keep her.

Forever.

We try to watch the rest of the movie but Jade falls asleep with her head resting on my shoulder.

Gently, I pick her up with the intention of carrying her to her own bed, but my selfish thoughts take over and I carry her to mine.

Laying her down and letting her silky hair spread across my pillow, I climb beneath the blankets and pull her tight against my chest, her back curved perfectly to fit into me.

I have never slept so soundly in my life.

How can this be so right, in every single way, if it isn’t meant to be?

***

In the morning, I expect Jade to be a little angry that I brought her to my bedroom, but she isn’t. She’s soft and sweet and snuggles closer to me as we take our time drifting awake.

She yawns softly, her eyes still closed, her hair tickling my chest with her cheek against my torso.

Her fingers are playing slow circles against my skin.

“Can I bring you coffee in bed?” I ask, running my fingers through her dark hair.

“Mmhmm. I’m getting up now, too. I’ll come with you. I’m kind of hungry, um, after last night.” She giggles quietly.

“Bacon and fried mushrooms? Eggs Benedict?” I grin.

“I think you can read minds.” She laughs, opening her eyes and looking up at me. My heart stammers, stalling in my rib cage.

The bright hazel pools are a drug, a magical portal into her soul, and I can’t get enough of it.

Jade rolls off me and I toss the blankets aside, climbing reluctantly out of bed. I could lie there with her all day. She sits on the edge of the bed, rubbing her eyes and yawning again.

“I’ll start on the coffee,” I say, walking towards the door in my grey sweatpants.

Downstairs in the kitchen, I am humming a song without much of a tune when Jade wanders into the kitchen wearing one of my t-shirts. It hangs low over her ass, a little too big for her, and she looks fucking gorgeous.

My body sparks at the sight of it and I love the fact that she felt the need to grab one of my shirts instead of something from her own room.

“Good morning, starfish.” I grin, stepping forward and wrapping my hand around the back of her head to kiss her forehead. She giggles, sounding shy, and then peeks around me, following the scent of fresh coffee.

“Here you go,” I say, handing her a cup.

She leans against the kitchen counter with one leg crossed over the other as she savors her first sip.

For a long while, I can’t look away from her.

Things have shifted between us. She is open and soft and no longer pushing me away. This version of her makes me think we might have a real future together. She might allow me to… To love her.

I clench my jaw to try and hide the ridiculous wide grin on my face, but it doesn’t work so I turn my back to her instead, fussing over my own coffee and finding the ingredients to make us breakfast.

“Do you like cooking?” she asks, wiggling herself onto the kitchen counter with her legs swinging down.

“I do, but the one in our family who cooks the best is Rigor. Rodion is also pretty damn good at it.” I nod.

“And your sisters?” She is chatty this morning.

“Raisa can cook. I think Ruslana prefers shopping.” I laugh loudly.

Jade starts to giggle. “That girl certainly knows how to shop,” she agrees.

“And you?” I ask. “Do you cook?”

“I think it’s pretty obvious I like to cook, and that I enjoy food.” She smiles, her cheeks turning a beautiful pink.

“Then we will make the perfect couple, because I will cook for you and always make sure you are happy.”

She grins and bites her lip.

“What about your other brothers? What do they do for fun?”

“We all work a lot. But overall we like the normal things. Music, art, I really like my orchids, Renat is into cage fighting. He’s pretty good at it too.”

“That’s not a normal thing.” She laughs loudly. “Cage fighting? That’s kind of awesome.”

I chuckle, throwing bacon strips into the heated pan and enjoying the sizzle. “He’s got a fight coming up now, tomorrow night I think.”

“Oh my word! I want to go,” she says excitedly.

I clench my jaw. “I don’t think it’s a good idea.”

“Why not?” she huffs, pouting her bottom lip out. It makes me laugh.

“It’s dangerous. It’s violent. The whole environment is not the nicest place for a beautiful girl like you.”

“I’m tougher than I look you know. My brother and I, we used to do street racing.” She raises her brow at me. I squint at her, wondering if she was any good at it.

Then I sigh in resignation. I guess there is no harm in taking her to see my brother fight, especially if I am there to take care of her. Ruslana and Raisa have both been to see him fight and they weren’t bothered by the aggression.

“Ok, we can go, if you promise to stay close to me at all times.”

“I promise.” She grins and wiggles her hips in excitement.