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His hands roam my body greedily, igniting fires wherever they touch. I arch into him, desperate for more. "You respond to me so wonderfully,” Avros murmurs against my skin. "So perfect for me. Tell me you want this, Sydney. Tell me you want me as much as I want you."
"Yes," I moan, my head falling back as he nips at a particularly sensitive spot on my neck. "God, Avros, I want you so much. Please... please fuck me.”
Avros spins me around, pressing me against the balcony railing. The cool wood is a stark contrast to my overheated skin. I look over my shoulder at Avros, seeing the raw hunger in his eyes as he drinks in the sight of me.
"Avros?" I whisper, suddenly feeling exposed.
He moves behind me, pressing his body flush against mine. I gasp as I feel the hard length of him against my backside, my body instinctively arching back into him.
"Feel what you do to me,krasotka?" Avros growls in my ear, rolling his hips against me. "How hard I am for you?"
His hands come around to cup my breasts, thumbs brushing over my hardened nipples. I moan, pushing back against him, craving more friction. The sound of his zipper being lowered sends a jolt of anticipation through me.
Avros runs the head of his cock through my slick folds, teasing my entrance. I whimper, my fingers gripping the railing tightly. “This pussy is mine and only me,” he tells me, his voice rough with need. “Tell me who you belong to. Tell me you're mine."
"I'm yours, Avros," I pant, beyond caring about anything but the feeling of him inside me. "Please, I need you inside me. Give me your cock. Now."
With a guttural groan, Avros thrusts into me in one smooth motion. We both cry out at the sensation—the stretch, the fullness, the overwhelming rightness of our bodies joined. For a moment, we're both still, savoring the feeling.
But I need more. I roll my hips back against him, silently begging. "Move," I plead. "Please, Avros, I need..."
Avros doesn't need to be told twice. He sets a punishing rhythm, driving into me with an intensity that takes my breath away. Each thrust feels like a claim, like he's trying to imprint himself on my very soul.
I meet him thrust for thrust, my cries of pleasure echoing across the garden. Some small part of my mind realizes we could be seen, but I can't bring myself to care. Let them look. Let them see how Avros worships me, how I come apart under his touch.
"You're so beautiful like this," Avros pants, one hand snaking around to rub tight circles on my clit. "Taking me so well, crying out for me. Come for me, Sydney. Let everyone hear who you belong to."
His words push me over the edge. I come with a broken cry of his name, my entire body tensing as waves of pleasure crash over me. I feel Avros follow me over the edge, his release hot inside me as he roars out his climax.
We stay like that for long moments, both panting and trembling in the aftermath. Avros peppers soft kisses along my shoulders, murmuring words in Russian that I don't understand but feel in my heart.
Finally, Avros slips out of me, turning me gently to face him. His eyes roam my face, a tenderness in his gaze that makes my heart ache. “You’re wonderful. Are you okay?" he asks softly, brushing a strand of hair from my face.
I nod, unable to stop the smile spreading across my face. "More than okay," I murmur, leaning into his touch. “I’ve never had sex like that before. That was... wow."
Avros chuckles, pulling me close. "Indeed it was,krasotka. Indeed it was."
As we stand there, basking in the afterglow, I'm struck by how right this feels. Being in Avros's arms, surrounded by his warmth and strength. It feels like home. The thought should scare me, but instead, it fills me with a sense of peace I've never known before.
But there's still a tension in Avros that I can't quite understand. I nuzzle into his chest, breathing in his familiar scent. "Avros?" I say after a moment. "Is everything okay? You seem... I don't know. Tense."
I feel him swallow hard before he presses a kiss to the top of my head. "Everything's fine. I just want you to know how much you mean to me. How important you are."
I pull back slightly, searching his face. There's an intensity in his eyes that both thrills and unnerves me. "I know," I say softly, meaning every word. "You're important to me too, Avros. More than I ever thought possible."
Something flickers in Avros's eyes. Is it relief? Guilt? But it's gone before I can decipher it. He kisses me again, softer this time, before leading me back inside.
As we make our way back to the bedroom, I can't shake the feeling that something has shifted between us. There's a new depth to our connection, a vulnerability that wasn't there before. But there's also a shadow lurking at the edges, a secret I can sense but can't quite grasp.
I push the thought aside, focusing instead on the feeling of Avros's hand in mine, the warmth of his body next to me. Whatever is going on, whatever secrets lie between us, I knowone thing for certain: I'm falling in love with Avros Petrov. And God help me, but I don't want it to stop.
Once in the bedroom, Avros turns to me, his eyes dark with renewed desire. "Let me take care of you,krasotka," he murmurs, his hands sliding up my sides. "Let me show you how precious you are to me."
My breath catches at the tenderness in his voice. I nod, unable to form words as Avros slowly worships me, his touch reverent.
"Beautiful," he breathes, his gaze traveling over every inch of my body. "You're a work of art, Sydney. A masterpiece I want to spend the rest of my life appreciating."
I blush under his intense scrutiny, but I don't look away. Instead, I reach for him, tugging at his hardening length. "So are you," I say softly. "I've never felt like this before."
