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I grinned. “Vse dlya moyey printsessy. Anything for my princess.”
I straddled her, pressing my hips against hers as I gazed down with possessive hunger in my eyes. Her arms stretched above her head, and her laughter echoed like a sweet melody—an irresistible sound I wanted for myself.
Lowering myself onto her, I pinned her beneath me, my hands gripping the sand beside her head. Her top had ridden up, teasing a glimpse of her midriff. Leaning in, I planted rough, eager kisses along her bare skin. The black lace of her bra barely concealed anything, and I savored exploring each curve.
With urgency, I undid her bra, freeing her nipples which I sucked and teased with my tongue.
Continuing my journey, I traced a path up her skin until I reached her neck, feeling her pulse quicken beneath my lips.
“I’m gonna break you down, tear you apart, and then build you back up,” I groaned into her ear. “You’ll only know my hands, my mouth, my heart, and my dic?—”
“Mikhaïl, please,” she whispered, her voice trembling.
Without wasting a moment, I spread her legs and pushed her panties aside, feeling how wet she was. My fingers glistened with her arousal as I thrust into her.
“Fuck, give it to me, dorogaya,” I grunted, picking up the pace. “Scream for me like the good little slut you are. Your moans are only meant for me; no one else gets to hear them.”
I fucked her harder than I’d intended, the force of it leaving a mark I knew she’d feel for days.
Afterward, I lifted her from the sand and carried her back to the villa.
We shared a shower, our hands and bodies exploring each other as we cleaned up. All the while, I whispered against her lips how much I loved her.
She looked up at me, her eyes soft. “I love you more than anything, Mikhaïl.”
We then fell into bed, and she slept the second her head hit the cream pillow.
But I could hardly close my eyes. I spent nearly the entire night just staring at her.
That’s why I was still walking around like a frustrated dog by the pool, feeling damn stressed.
I hoped she’d love the surprise I’d left on the bed for her this morning.
Checking my watch again, my heart raced with anticipation.
Soon enough, I heard the soft patter of her barefoot steps coming down the grand staircase.
I quickly made my way back to the house and there she was, standing at the bottom of the stairs.
At that moment, time seemed to stand still.
She wore the light, silk sleeveless white dress from Vivienne Westwood that I had secretly arranged for the staff to buy. The dress hugged her chest, waist, and hips, accentuating every curve in the most delicious way.
“How do I look?” she asked, nervously biting her lip.
She’s ethereal.
“Like my wife,” I replied, my heart full.
Closing the distance between us, I extended my hand and gestured for her to twirl. As she moved, my breath caught in my throat.
“You—” I exhaled, wiping my mouth instinctively. “U tebya zakhvatyvayet dukh.”
She tilted her head, eyes filled with uncertainty.
But as I held her hands and kissed them, I whispered the translation of my words onto her lips, just before capturing them with a kiss.
You take my breath away.
