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When my balls start to tighten, I reach around the back of her knee and lift her leg over my shoulder so I can thrust even deeper. From the way Bianca is clawing at my back with each stroke, I know her climax is building, but I don’t want her to come just yet.
“What do you want, solnyshka?” I nip at the delicate skin beneath.
“Harder,” she gasps, her nails sinking into my shoulders.
“Where are your manners, ptichka?” I pull my cock out until the tip is barely grazing her entrance.
Bianca squirms beneath me, desperately trying to push her hips upwards, but I keep her still with my hands.
“Please,” she moans.
I run my nose along her jaw, inhaling her sweet vanilla scent. “Please…?”
“Please fuck me hard,” she groans.
“My pleasure, solnyshka.” I chuckle as I move to cover her mouth with mine as I slam into her so hard the headboard crashes against the wall.
There’s nothing sweet or tender about my movements and from the breathy sounds that spill from Bianca, I know she’s about to fall over the edge.
She’s so wet my cock is begging for me to spill inside her.
My jaw aches from clenching it so hard as I fight the urge to come.
Not yet. She has to come with me.
I want her to clench around my cock and milk every last drop of cum from me.
“Oh, yes. Fuck, I’m close!” she cries.
The base of my spine starts to tingle, and I know it’s about to be game over, especially when Bianca reaches between us and starts rubbing her clit.
“Oh, ptichka,” I groan.
I watch as Bianca’s eyes roll into the back of her head, her beautiful breasts bouncing which each thrust of my cock. And when her mouth parts, and her orgasm hits, she cries out my name, and I’m instantly spilling inside her as her pussy pulses around me.
“Shit.” My hips buck as I give her every last drop.
When Bianca’s thighs slacken around me, I slowly pull out as I softly kiss her.
“Let me get a towel,” I murmur.
She sighs happily, her eyes closed and her cheeks flushed as I climb off the bed and dart into the adjoining bathroom.
I can’t help but chuckle at how spent Bianca is as I clean her between her thighs, taking extra care of her sensitive flesh. I finish with a kiss to each thigh and one to her swollen bundle of nerves before climbing onto the bed beside her and pulling her against me.
“Any regrets, wife?” I run my hands through her tousled locks.
“Definitely not.” She sighs, wrapping her arms around my waist and closing her eyes.
It doesn’t take long for Bianca to fall asleep in my arms, and I hold her there for a while, enjoying the feeling of her warm body against mine.
But I know I should get back to work.
The point of this marriage was not to spend every night in her bed.
I might grow to regret crossing a line with Bianca, but not right now. Right now I want nothing more than to stay tangled up with her, slowly wake her up with kisses to her neck before climbing on top of her and fucking her until she’s screaming my name again.
But this marriage was to provide protection for our new ally while we continued our work on taking down Mario Gilanto, which won’t happen if I don’t get out of my bed and get to work.
