He thrust then, fed me his cock in a slow, strong push that stretched me to my limits. I didn’t care about the sting of pain, though. It was nothing in the face of having his hard cock inside me, pulsing in time with the thud of his heart.
“Oh God,” I cried when he moved, thrusting easily at first but then picking up speed.
Then I said nothing, could do nothing but hold him, rock against him as I chased the climax that was on the verge of exploding through me.
“Come for me, Daniela,” he whispered as he put his hands between our bodies and squeezed my clit.
His touch, his words, made it impossible for me to deny him, so I didn’t even try. I let go, let the climax take me, so intense that blood rushed through my head and thrummed in my ears and my vision blurred. I was faintly aware of him hardening even further inside me, his breath against my face as he moaned through his climax, the splash of his cum warming me from the inside out.
I let my body collapse against the bed, too worn out to do anything else, but Sergei stayed where he was, keeping us joined until his softening cock slipped out of me. He rolled me onto my side and then curled his body behind me, and before I could even think to stop myself, I melted against him, savoring the warmth of being in his arms.
As the minutes ticked by, the reality of what had happened came over me. Bad enough I had given myself to him, begged for him, I wouldn’t compound that error by staying here cuddled against him like we were real lovers, real husband and wife, despite how I may have wanted to.
I pulled away, and his arm tightened around me. “Where are you going?” he asked, his voice rumbling through his chest.
“I…the door,” I finally said.
He shifted me in his arms and looked at me through dark eyes. Kissed me softly against the lips. “Trying to hide again, Daniela,” he said.
The words weren’t a question, but I heard one anyway. I kept my eyes on his and then, finally, shook my head. “No,” I said, relaxing again.
I lay back, he curled his body around mine, his strength, his warmth enveloping me, making me feel safe, satisfied, like I was home. “I’m not hiding.”
* * *
Sergei
I held Daniela as she slept, unable to keep myself from staring at her, and even more unable to process what had happened. I curled my arms tighter, brought her soft body closer to mine.
That wasn’t true. I could definitely process what had happened, couldn’t wait for it to happen again, the passionate woman that Daniela was drawing me in.
But my response to being with her, that I had one at all, left me off balance. Yes, I’d known we’d end up in bed, would have bet good money the sex would be fantastic. But this…how even now as she slept I wanted to kiss her, how I wanted to hold her and never let her go… I didn’t know what to do with those feelings.
She stirred in my arms, and I saw the precise moment she came awake. The precise moment she realized it was me who held her. The smile that ghosted across her face when she did.
“We should go,” I said.
She nodded, and then got up, but not before I kissed her softly. I watched as she dressed, hardly able to take my eyes from her. But I did and dressed and then led her outside.
She frowned as we approached the SUV.
“What?” I asked after we got in.
“Where are your men?” she said.
I shrugged.
“You don’t travel with them?” she said.
“No,” I said. I’d never seen a need to. I could handle whatever trouble I might face. That might need to change, though. I had her to think about now.
“How many visitors did you have today?” I asked as we left her driveway.
I couldn’t see her because my eyes were on the road, but I heard her soft laugh. “Your…associates didn’t fill you in?”
They had, and she knew it, but I appreciated her subtlety, the way she asked the question without quite asking. “I’d like a firsthand account,” I said.
Again, she laughed softly. “Seven dropped by to personally offer congratulations,” she said.
“Condolences you mean?” I said, laughing myself at how everyone had likely fawned over poor Daniela who was now with the hated enemy.
She giggled this time, the sound light. “Pretty close. They were all shocked I wasn’t in a dungeon or something,” she said.
“Are you shocked?” I asked. I hadn’t really thought about how Daniela might have worried about her physical surroundings and my treatment of her. Senna’s words came back to me and I now saw the wisdom she’d been trying to impart. Because having Daniela afraid of me, having her believe I would mistreat her was something I didn’t like at all.