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Before I could wrap my head around what was happening, Daniil was unbuckling himself, sliding his seat back, and undoing my seatbelt before hoisting me into his lap.

My breath caught from the sudden movement, finding myself straddling him while warmth filled my cheeks at the realization. Despite myself, my heart pounded in my chest as I looked down at him.

That quiet pause between us didn’t last long while Daniil hooked his fingers beneath my chin and pulled my face close enough to kiss me deeply, seemingly throwing all caution out the window while his hands roamed over my curves and gripped at my ass.

I shivered while he brought one around and let his fingers smooth up my thigh, slipping beneath the fabric of my pencil skirt. Swallowing hard, I could feel the warmth moving to my core, but it also came with a note of trepidation.

Despite how hungrily he kissed me, Daniil paused, likely feeling the way I tensed up slightly in his lap. He broke the kiss and pulled back enough to look into my eyes with a faint glimmer in his gaze. “Is everything alright?”

An embarrassed heat moved through my cheeks then, and I suddenly felt incredibly out of my element—I felt inexperienced and inadequate.

My voice left me smaller than I intended. “I just…I’ve never…”

As the pieces clicked together in his mind, surprise flashed in Daniil’s eyes. His hands stilled despite the hold he maintained on my thigh. “Really?”

My shame deepened while I averted my gaze, hating how it made me feel. “Yes.”

Like he remembered himself, Daniil let out a quiet breath and shook off his surprise. He gently took my chin between his finger and thumb and made me look at him. A serious look filled his features, along with a surprising note of tenderness. The desire in his eyes only seemed to grow stronger.

“Listen to me…it doesn’t matter,” Daniil murmured, gently caressing my thigh with more care than I anticipated. He searched my face for any hint of hesitation. “Do you want this?”

As much as I tried to will the words to come, they just wouldn’t form and died on my tongue instead.

When I didn’t say anything, he carefully held me in place and rolled his hips forward.

My breath hitched at the sudden friction that sparked through my lower half at the feeling of his bulge rubbing against me, and I gripped his shoulder while I faltered through it. I pulled in a shaken one next, feeling as he slowly guided me above him, shaking my whole world with suffocating heat and need.

“Because if you do, I won’t rush you,” Daniil murmured, eyes closing for a moment while he restrained himself, grunting quietly before looking back up at me. “But I need to hear you say it.”

Swallowing hard again, I did my best to push through the embarrassment of my lack of experience. Finally, I worked up the courage and murmured, “I want this.”

I felt a wave of excitement move through him, but despite that, he nodded and didn’t move with any rush. Instead, he carefully pushed the fabric of my skirt up more and let his fingers slide beneath it.

“Good. Then let me take care of you.”

Something about those words made even more excitement pool in my stomach, and I pulled in another steadying breath.

While one hand teased my inner thigh, the other pulled me closer again in a searing kiss that made my head spin. Despite my nerves, I eased into the kiss more, savoring the taste of his mouth.

Humming, Daniil crept his fingers closer and closer, making me shiver. The moment he brushed along my skin and over the front of my panties, my thighs clenched slightly.

He broke the kiss to murmur against my lips, “Relax…I’ll be gentle.”

Heeding his advice, I forced myself to relax, feeling as he gave me a tender kiss that both surprised me and sent a thrill through my system.

Our breath mingled while he slowly and carefully pressed against the fabric again, gradually adding more pressure. Drawing a deliberately light circle against my clit, he pulled a soft, breathy sound from my lips.

“Does that feel good?” he asked, voice low and rough with his obvious desire.

The longer he did it, the more my thighs relaxed, and the more those soft moans escaped me. With a quiet whimper, I nodded and felt my hips move forward slightly on their own, seeking out contact.

A low, satisfied sound rumbled in his chest, and Daniil nodded before gently hooking his finger beneath the material and pushing it aside.

The brush of his skin directly against mine made me gasp quietly, but with the slow drag of his fingertip against my folds, my eyes fluttered shut, and a more enthusiastic moan escaped me.

“That’s it…” Daniil murmured, slowly caressing me and making my body melt more for him. “Lean back.”

Feeling my defenses lowering further, I did as he said and carefully leaned back until I felt the steering wheel against my skin. From that angle, I opened myself up for him more, giving him the room he needed.

Daniil took in the sight of me, looking even hungrier than before as he eased the skirt higher up my hips until he had an entire view of my core and the panties he kept to the side. Something feral flashed in his irises despite his carefully maintained restraint.

“Just…tell me if you need me to stop,” he said quietly, almost like he was in a sort of trance.

Swallowing back the dryness in my throat, I nodded. My pulse raced in my ears while I let him take control, surprising even myself by trusting him.

With practiced ease, he gently ran his fingers along my core, adding more pressure and watching my reactions to gauge if I was alright.

The moment the first finger slid into me, my breath hitched before slipping out a quiet moan. I shuddered at the feeling, noting how it wasn’t much different from my own, yet knowing it was someone else made it that much more intense.

“Good,” Daniil hummed, carefully easing in another while he slowly moved them within me. The lust in his eyes flared while my hips rolled forward. “Stay nice and relaxed for me….”

Closing my eyes, letting sparks of sensation fly through me, I gave in. The remnants of my uneasiness slipped away, and bliss guided me through it.

Encouraged by his light praises, I let the sounds leave my lips, letting him know I liked what he was doing. That I wanted more.

“Fuck,” he uttered, looking even more affected than before. He picked up the pace, pumping his fingers and curling them lightly.

Gripping his arm to steady myself, I carefully slid my hips into his hand, getting greedier and greedier with every passing moment and every addictive rush of pleasure.

“You’re killing me here.”

Whining while that pleasant fog filled my mind, I opened my eyes to meet his, feeling the heat in my cheeks. “Please…”

That moment a groan caught in his throat, almost like a switch had been flipped inside him. Daniil carefully retracted his fingers before he pulled me closer in his lap, guiding me to sit above him properly again.

His lips captured mine hungrily, growling lowly into the exchange while he gripped my hips. Worked up by his ministrations, desperate for more, I gripped his shoulders again and rubbed against him, causing us to both moan.

With a huffed breath, Daniil broke the kiss long enough to murmur against my lips, “You’re absolutely sure you want this?”

“I do…please,” I returned immediately, not needing to think about it.

With the last of his restraint snapping, Daniil grabbed at my panties and began pulling them down before his impatience got the better of him. With both hands, he tore at the fabric, ripping it with ease.

A protest died on my tongue before I could voice it, too entranced by the quickness he moved with. Undoing his belt, button, and zipper, he shuffled his trousers down while I lifted myself up to give him room. With his briefs pushed out of the way, his cock sprang free, immediately catching my attention and making my skin run even hotter.

“Shit,” he whispered under his breath, visibly straining with his repressed need. “Just a second…”

With a hand on my hip, easing me back down, Daniil popped the center console open, rummaged through until he found what he wanted from his wallet, and pulled out the foil packet.

I panted quietly while I waited for him to tear the condom wrapper open, tossing it aside carelessly while he placed it over himself. My pulse was in my ears, both beyond ready and somewhat nervous about it.

With a soft grunt, Daniil rolled the condom on, then gripped my hips and eased me closer.

Taking in the sight of his size, my trepidation returned slightly, but he nudged my chin up before I could get myself too flustered about it.

“Eyes on me,” he said, not taking no for an answer. “I want you relaxed again.”

Blinking through it, I nodded and kept my gaze on him despite the faint embarrassment still present in my cheeks. My fingers hooked together behind his neck.

“I want nothing more than to ravage you right here and now,” Daniil murmured, words rough around the edges while he adjusted himself, gently brushing against my heat. “But I’ll hold back until you can handle it. I want you to start…take what you can.”

Another flash of nerves hit me, but at his surprisingly gentle words, I psyched myself up and focused.

Shivering from the presence of him waiting at my entrance, I slowly and carefully pushed down. Slowly, I felt myself parting for him while I sank lower little by little, breath catching from the sudden rush of sensations—both good and slightly unpleasant.

Daniil groaned to himself and dropped his head back against the headrest, visibly straining to hold back from moving. He sucked in a breath, tracing slow yet persistent circles against my hips as if to ground both of us.

He grunted. “Nice and…slow….”

Letting out a quiet sound, I whimpered at how I stretched for him and tightened my arms around his shoulders while he gently guided my hips down, not once pushing too fast.

Finally, my heart thrummed as I sank down, completely full of him and leaning into his muscled frame.

“Goddamn,” Daniil mumbled, turning more breathless while he squeezed my ass and gave me the time to get used to it. “When you’re ready.”

His unusually soft tone and the care in his words took me completely by surprise, but at the same time, it spurred that ever-growing need within me. And after a moment of getting used to the feeling, I started to move.

Daniil groaned at the slow lift of my hips before I glided back down again, feeling every slight tightening of his fingers against my hips.

Growing braver, encouraged by his hushed grunts and the way he seemed almost boneless beneath me while trying to hold back, I picked up the pace, sliding up and down his length.

The breathless moans became a frequent sound leaving my mouth while I closed my eyes and let the thrill of it push me further. Each movement had me gripping him a bit tighter, getting hungrier for more.

After a moment, he huffed and lowered his hands to my thighs. When he met my gaze, he looked almost delirious. “I don’t know how much longer I can…hold back.”

Humming, I chased after his lips, letting my mind melt through the overwhelming heat between us. I moaned into his mouth while we melded together deliciously.

As he promised, Daniil’s restraint frayed beyond repair, and he held my hips still before he started thrusting upward, catching me off-guard with the intoxicating feeling of it.

A louder moan slipped from me as I broke the kiss and pressed my forehead against his neck, overwhelmed by the influx of immediate pleasure.

“Sorry…I can’t…can’t help it,” he uttered through the strain of his hastened movements.

Daniil pulled me closer, arms wrapping around my back completely with a palm against my spine while he bucked into me eagerly. Losing himself, his breaths turned ragged, like he was running on pure instinct.

Holding on to him tightly for support, I couldn’t stop the louder moans that dribbled out, feeling progressively hotter and hotter from his efforts.

Stars and dots flashed behind my eyelids while he pushed me closer to the edge, losing all coherency aside from focusing solely on the incredible sensations he fed me over and over.

Before I knew it, my whole body tensed against him, inner walls clenching tightly while he continued to thrust harder and deeper. My fingers slipped through his hair and pulled lightly at his longer strands, needing something to stabilize me.

My cries went silent against his neck the moment a mind-numbing wave of pleasure hit me, followed by a release. A warm, pleasant haze.

I hardly registered as Daniil heaved out several breaths and moved his hips, losing his rhythm before he too hit that precipice and stilled against me. His thighs quivered with his groan, still clutching me against him through his high.

Panting and slumping against him, nothing else seemed to matter in that moment. Only the feeling of his warm body beneath mine and the addictive aftermath were on my mind.

“Holy fuck,” Daniil whispered, dropping his head back while his fingers idly moved up and down my back.

I couldn’t move, and despite myself, I didn’t want to. Not while that cloud nine held me as closely as he did.

And in that moment, there was no tension between us. No disdain and no arguing.

There was only bliss, regardless of how dangerous it might be.