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CHAPTER 39

ALEXEI

How many times over the last two years have I imagined her saying that? And it sounds better than I ever imagined.

“Soon, baby,” I promise, my head spinning.

She feels so fucking good. And looks so fucking good, too, in my jersey. My number on her sleeves, her naked body hidden like a treasure.

I tug at the ripped collar, dropping my head to kiss at her collarbone. The fabric gives way a bit more.

“Easy, tiger,” she laughs.

I lift my head and she bites her lip, pulling my attention to her mouth.

“I mean, don’t go too easy on me,” she breathes. “But don’t wreck my present, either.”

“Not wrecking it,” I growl. “Making it ours.”

She pulls me down for another kiss as the side seam pulls loose under my fist, and the heavy fabric gives way to warm, firm flesh.

With a gasp, she arches beneath me as I fill my hand with her breast.

She’s so responsive. I love the little sounds that she makes.

I brace myself and push my other hand between her legs. Her pussy is so soft against my fingertips as her thighs fall open for me.

Watching her pleasure build does something profound to me, deep inside.

As I stroke her entrance, her gaze widens, her pupils dilating.

“I’m ready for you,” she says, her voice aching as much as my cock is.

And I can feel how wet she is, but she’s also so tight, barely taking one finger. Her soft, silky walls are going to feel incredible around my cock.

Her hips lift, meeting my hand as I drag my hand out, then thrust my finger back into her.

“You like that?”

“Yes.” She moans, her gaze losing focus.

“I know you do. I love your greedy little pussy. It can’t lie to me. It clamps down on everything I give it. Did the same thing to my tongue.”

She whimpers and bucks her hips harder against my hand, and I know she’s eager, I am too. But her little body isn’t as ready on the inside as I can feel she is on the outside.

“Slow down, baby. I don’t want to rush. I’ve missed you so much. Let me play with you.”

I give her a second finger. Her breath hitches.

“Okay?”

She nods quickly. “Yes. More, Alexei. Please…” She grabs at my t-shirt. “I want to feel you on top of me.”

I ease my fingers out of her, licking them clean before I help her get me naked.

It’s our first time like this, so I know I should make her come a few times. But nap time doesn’t last forever, and I need to be inside her as much as she clearly craves that connection, too.

As soon as my cock is freed from the confines of my clothes, he arches away from my body, the tip curving straight to the core of her body. Her hand slides between us, circling my shaft, squeezing me as she pulls us together.

As soon as my cock meets the slick wetness between her pussy lips, I’m a fucking goner. I swear under my breath in Russian and in English at how perfect she feels.

I look down between us.

I need to see what I can feel.

Her pussy is dark pink, puffy and split open around my erection. As I stare at where she’s rubbing me against her entrance, pre-come pulses to the tip of my cock, adding to the slick, shiny mess.

“Look at you,” I groan. “You’re so fucking gorgeous.”

“You feel bigger than I thought,” she says, her voice trembling.

“Just move yourself against me.” I cover her hand with mine, both of us working my fat crown against her hole now, trying to fit inside. “Do what feels good. It all feels incredible to me.”

“Oh God,” she breathes, her thighs flexing against my hips. “Oh God…”

The more she rubs, the bigger, thicker, and harder I get, stretching until my foreskin is pulled all the way down and my sensitive head is fully exposed to her lush little cunt.

Her sweet, bright musk rises between us from where she glistens against my cock. Nothing has ever smelled so good, fucking delicious.

I need a taste.

I push her thighs up, propping them on my shoulders as I lick between her lips and suck on her clit, but it doesn’t take long for her to drag me back on top of her. She’s clear about what she wants, what we both need.

She’s a horny, beautiful creature writhing in my jersey, begging to be fucked.

I kiss her mouth, then drag my mouth down to her bare tit, sucking on her tight peaked nipple for a long moment as she fucks herself on just the very tip of me.

And then, just as I brace my arms on either side of her head and shift my knees up to gain more leverage, she figures out the right angle. She hitches one of her legs up around my waist and pulls me inside her.

Shock flares across her face, her eyes widening as she stares up at me. Her lips part in a wordless oh and there’s the tiniest, hitching gasp as her slickness gives way.

The urge to drive into her quivering belly is nearly overwhelming, needing to be inside her, to feel her clenching down around me and but there’s no thrusting all the way into her, Not in one push.

She’s too tight for that.

As my tip works into her an inch, then two, her hands come up between us.

I ease my hips back, then roll forward again, claiming a bit more of her. This time, there’s more give, and her tightness feels more welcoming, squeezing as I pump deep and work her open.

“Alexei, slow down,” she pants. “It’s…um…”

Her fingers curl into my bare chest and I go still.

The profound surprise on her face is unmistakable. I should have clued in sooner.

I stare down at her, my pulse pounding, pleasure licking up my shaft and deep into my core as I finally, finally get to be inside her—only to realize that I’m probably the first one to say that.

All this time, Emery was a virgin?

I breathe her name, my voice breaking.

She shakes her head and winds her arms around my neck.

“It’s okay,” she promises, lying to me, because I can see on her face that it’s not.

How can this feel so fucking good for me, so perfect and hot and incredible, when I’ve just stolen something precious from her.

“You haven’t done this before.”

“Only wanted it with you.” Her eyelids flutter shut, and she takes a deep breath.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” I grind out, planting my hand against the mattress as I wrestle my baser instincts for control.

She blinks her eyes open again and wraps both legs tighter around my hips, not letting me retreat. “Because I wanted this. I wanted all of you.”

“Let me make it feel better.” I kiss her mouth, sinking more of my weight down onto her. Promising her I’m not really going anywhere, not for long.

She trembles around me, but as we slowly make out, she softens and calms.

“I want to make you come first,” I finally whisper against her lips. “I should do that every time, moya polovinka. But especially this time. And once you come, I will be back inside you, I promise.”

She unwinds her limbs, trusting me. I rear up, taking a deep breath as I look down at her in my jersey.

“You look perfect.” I squeeze her in my hands. “Let me see the number on your back.”

She smiles as I roll her over, until I can’t see her smile anymore because she’s face down and I’ve pulled her hips in the air.

“My number always looks better on you,” I groan, spreading my fingers wide on her hips, her ass. Holding on tight. Fuck yes, my number on her back looks incredible. Like I’ve claimed her inside and out. The soft curve of her bare ass and the slick secrets peeking out between her legs look even better.

I remember how responsive she was in the shower when the lights were off.

There’s something freeing about getting to hide her face in the mattress as she humps back and against my face, and I want that for her—and selfishly, for me. I want everything she gives me, nothing held back.

I drop to my belly and eat her out from behind. She tastes so fucking good, and feels so warm, as her sweet pussy softens against my tongue. It doesn’t take long until we’re both making desperate whining sounds.

My cock throbs to get back inside her, and I have to take myself in hand. As I lick and suck at her, I squeeze myself hard, needing to be patient. Fuck. Fuck .

Then her hips start shaking. That’s all I need to keep going, to get even more of her all over my face, because once she comes, then I’m allowed to sink back into her tight, virgin pussy.

I shouldn’t like that as much as I do. Shouldn’t take a sharp, savage pride in being the only person she trusts this much. I sure as fuck haven’t earned that loyalty from her, and I’m not sure she’d even call it that.

If she could have given her virginity to anyone else, she probably would have, and I want to repair what is broken between us so she never considers this a mistake.

We are not a mistake.

We are forever.

We are perfection.

With a cry, her whole body flexes, and then she’s pulsing against my tongue, and I push into her, tasting her tightness as she rides out her wild release.

I let go of my cock and stroke her thighs, swallowing her arousal until she goes limp. Until she’s softer than she’s ever been for me before.

Now, finally, I can roll her over again.

This time, when I work myself into her, I do it with the profound awareness that this is new for her. That her startled expression is a precious, fleeting gift.

Somehow, her body takes me like she was made for me.

Nobody else is ever going to have her.

I scoop one arm beneath her, anchoring her to me as I bring my thighs under hers, lifting her hips up. Then I brace one hand on the mattress and stroke the other over her belly and her mound, where her pussy is stretched tight around my shaft—and her clit is standing up, desperately in need of some loving attention.

I’ll make it perfect for her. She deserves her first time, her every time, to be perfect.

As I give her clit slow little circles, Emery stares up at where my cock disappears into her body. “How do you fit? You feel too, um….”

I fucking hope that it feels good for her. “Is it too much?”

“No, it’s too incredible to be real. Why didn’t we do this two years ago? God, Alexei, please start moving.”

That’s all I need to hear.

I roll my hips tentatively at first, making sure she can take it.

“Fuck,” I breathe.

“Yeah?” The look of wonder on her face is everything.

I’m trying desperately to ignore how fucking good it feels to drag my cock against her inner walls, and keep focused on making this good for her , but… “Yeah,” I groan. “You feel so fucking good around me.”

“Go faster,” she whispers.

“Don’t want to hurt you.”

“I’m okay.” And deep inside, she squeezes her body around me. I jerk against her, and her eyes go wide. “Oh!”

I laugh desperately. “Yeah, you’ve got some power over me, sunshine.”

She exhales and does it again.

I thrust into the tight internal squeeze.

When there’s no hints of pain in her expression, I push my jersey up so I can see her tits bounce, and I pick up the speed.

She meets me hip roll for hip roll, a little uncoordinated at first, which has its own thrill, but then she starts to trust her own pleasure, and Goddamn , but getting fucked back by Emery is the best thing I’ve ever felt.

This isn’t just sex.

She holds my gaze, eye-fucking me with a raw intensity that makes me want to crawl inside her and never leave.

How many times did I fantasize about being inside her? And for all the times I came so fucking fast to that image, now I feel like I could go all afternoon. Take her to the brink, over and over again.

And maybe I would, except when she starts to come apart, and she realizes that she’s going to have another orgasm, she looks…genuinely surprised. Like I’ve given her something, instead of the other way around.

“Alexei, I’m going to…”

“I know, I can feel it. You’re close, yes?”

“Mm-hmm.” She sucks in a breath and holds it, her back arching and her thighs straining. She goes still, and then her pussy clamps down and her clit jumps against my fingers.

I tumble forward, wrapping both arms around her now, cradling her in my arms.

“That’s it, pretty girl. Come for me. Be a good girl and come hard, so I can fill you up.”

She cries out, and I thrust my hips deep, holding myself there as she quivers around me, her body trembling from the inside out as I kiss my way down her jaw, her neck, to the flutter point at the base of her throat.

Against my lips, her pulse races as she rides the aftershocks of her orgasm.

“Alexei, I...” She sobs and laughs, and then she tilts her hips up, and I find a new depth to her that is my undoing.

The soft, clutching squeeze of her pussy around my cock is suddenly more than I can bear.

She sees it, too.

“Are you going to…” She wraps her legs around me, squeezing me tight, leaving no doubt about where she wants my release.

I moan her name, probably too loud, but I can’t stop myself as my hips snap hard. “Coming inside you, fuck, going to fill you up. Take it all.”

My vision blurs, and then goes dark. I fall heavier on top of her, pressing my face into her neck. My cock burrows deep, pulsing as my balls release so much pent-up need.

And I stay there, inside her, moya polovinka, until she’s milked every last drop.

Even when I roll onto my back, I plaster her against me. I can’t get enough of our skin to skin contact.

Her face is pink, and she’s flushed everywhere, down onto her chest under the ripped jersey.

As if she can tell I’m cataloguing all the ways I’ve messed her up, she presses her hand to her cheek, then tries to smooth her hair.

“You’ve never been more beautiful,” I say, and I mean it.

The beaming smile she gives me only adds to that beauty.

As her breathing settles, I trail my fingers under the jersey, up and down her spine, and nuzzle against her cheek.

“You feel so good,” I whisper against her damp skin. God, I just want to hold her tight. Hold her close. Hold her endlessly. “Never want to forget this moment. I love you.”

She goes very still.

“You don’t have to say it back.” My heart speeds up, pounding against my ribcage. “It just slipped out. But it’s true. And…you deserve to know that you are loved.”

“Alexei…” She twists onto her side and pushes the jersey down, covering her body. “I need to leave next week.”