Total pages in book: 22
Estimated words: 20816 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 104(@200wpm)___ 83(@250wpm)___ 69(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 20816 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 104(@200wpm)___ 83(@250wpm)___ 69(@300wpm)
“You sneaky man,” I gasped, lightly slapping his chest.
“You know I can’t help it.” Every time we’re here, he brings me to this suite, and we make love.
His mouth is on mine, kissing me as the door closes behind us. Slowly and passionately, Dmitri leads me to the bed until it hits the back of my knees, and then he picks me up and centers me on the mattress.
“Wife, the idea of another man touching you drives me mad with jealousy, rage, and possessiveness,” he growls out the words against my lips.
“What are you going to do about it, husband?” I dared the man.
“I’m going to eat that hot pussy and then I’m going to drill it until I can think straight.” He dips his fingers under my sundress, sliding my panties to the side with a gentle caress of my slit. My hips bucked into his hand, pushing his fingers into my heat. “That’s right, malyshka. Give me that pussy.”
“Yes, Dmitri, please.”
He drops to his knees and dips under my skirt, parting my thighs. My hands press against the covers, curling my fingers into them. “Dmitri,” I pant with an orgasm on the brink, ready to release. My feet flex on my husband’s back. He growls as his tongue and fingers fuck me. I can’t hold back and my orgasm tears through me. Dmitri continues to eat me out until I can’t take it anymore.
“Moya Lyubov, I love the way you come for me.” He frees himself from his slacks and boxer briefs. His huge cock makes me salivate, but he shakes his head. “I need to be inside your warmth.” He pulls my panties off and then unzips my sundress, letting my breasts spill out.
“Fucking hell, you are a dream come true.” He licks his lips and then leans over me. At four months, I’m not that big, so he can still take me while staring into my eyes. “See how sexy you are that bastards want to be inside you, but they can’t because you’re mine.” He pushes his huge length deep inside me.
I gasp, and he stops with worry marring his face. “I’m fine, love. I’m just so full,” I say, squeezing him with my walls.
“That’s good because I’m so fucking needy for you. Take this dick, wife.” He rocks his hips, sliding in and out with his cock gliding against my clit so smoothly that I can feel every sensation.
“I need you, too. No man can ever come between us,” I tell him, running my hands over his biceps. “Fuck me, Dmitri.” Needing no more approval, my husband drills his pole deep inside, banging me until I’m pressed against the headboard.
He pulls me down to the center of the bed again, and then lifts my hands over my head, holding my wrists in place with one of his muscular tattooed hands. His other hand cups my breast. His mouth is on mine; each kiss matching his thrusts. We lose control and I clench around him, my orgasm wracking my body. He gives me two more pumps as he shoots his load in me.
He pulls out and drops down on his back beside me. We both are panting, but my darling husband can’t stop touching me. Dmitri turns to his side and his strong hands run over my body.
“I love you, Cora.”
“I love you, my territorial husband.”
“That I am. Proudly and unabashedly obsessed with you,” he says, smiling down at me. He brushes the stray hairs away from my face and then lowers his head for a tender, deep, soul claiming kiss.
I crave his obsession.
“I can’t wait until we come back to this hotel again.”
“Just so you know we can come anytime you want. I bought it this morning and this room is exclusively ours.” My heart nearly explodes with happiness. “Now, are you up for a nice massage before I take you to an early dinner?”
“Yes,” I moan as he slowly rubs me down from head to toe, which leads into another lovemaking session. We clearly don’t make it to an early dinner. A late meal is brought to our room. I sit on his lap, and he feeds me while rubbing my belly.
“I find you so irresistible, my sweet wife.”
“Yes, but we have to go home to the kids.”
“Yes, in the morning. Tonight, you are all mine.” I giggle as Dmitri nibbles on my neck.
“Only for tonight?” I questioned him playfully.
He straightens up and looks into my eyes with all sincerity and utters, “Let me rephrase that. You’re always mine.”
THE END