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My resistance perishes with a whimper. I pull her back forcefully against me. Her exposed nipples tighten in the cool air and I reach a hand around her front, palming her breast, my eager fingers flicking over her nipple again and again.
I touch her like a man on the verge. Like this is our last hour on earth and she’s my only salvation. And maybe there is truth to that because what happens once we leave this room is out of our control, as much as we’d like to believe differently.
“Nobody else gets this.” My hushed words hold a dark promise. “Every fucking inch of you belongs to me. Say it.”
Georgia rocks her lower body back over my erection, desperate for friction, desperate to feel me inside. I want it all. But I will not give it to her… yet.
Taking a step back so I’m out of her reach, I grab her ass, molding it with my palm. “No, you don’t, filthy girl. You get nothing from me until you say the words I need to hear. You. Are. All. Mine.”
She resists my command for one long moment, refusing to give in, fighting what she knows is true, but doesn't want to give voice to. Delivering a stinging slap to her ass cheek, I let her know that she’s running out of time. Moisture dribbles down her leg, her body revealing what her mouth won’t.
I can wait all day. I want her to admit it to herself as much as to me.
Closing her eyes, she seems to have some sort of inner debate before she finally surrenders. “I’m yours,” she gasps, and the truth of her words sinks deep into my bones. I want her ruined for anyone that comes after me. Forever branded by my touch.
There’s nothing gentle about the way my fingers shove inside her—two thick fingers thrust deep inside her. It’s filthy and so hot. She inhales sharply as I remove my fingers, drenched in her juices and lightly dance over her clit—her entire body clenches in response.
“More,” she pants.
One hand folds over her breast as I slam three fingers inside of her. My raw touch nearly knocks her off her feet, and I have to hold her up. I’m filling her up to bursting, stretching her cunt in the most delicious way. My fingers move deep inside of her, jacking them against a secret spot. I keep up my merciless pace as she tumbles over the edge; her head falling back on my shoulder, eyelids fluttering closed. She shakes as pleasure spirals up through her body. She’s a quivering mass of sensation in my arms and I’m so damn turned on.
My heart is pounding insanely fast, and I’m not prepared for the shock of arousal that hits me when she takes my fingers covered in her juices and licks them clean.
“Krasotka,” I growl. She barely has time to recover before I undo my belt and lower my zipper. With one arm wrapped around her waist, I bend her forward, my hard cock pressed between us.
In one swift motion, I thrust until I’m seated to the hilt. I hope my fingers stretched her enough that she can adjust to my size because I can’t find it in me to be gentle right now. I fuck her hard and fast, my hips repeatedly crashing into her ass.
“You feel so good,” she hisses through gritted teeth, one hand against the wall to keep us steady.
My lips lower to the back of her neck, sucking and biting a path to her ear, taking my pleasure as I rail her into oblivion. Her legs are shaking so hard I have to hold her up. I want nothing more than to have her come with me, so I reach around her body, pressing my thumb hard into her clit. She releases a string of curse words that let me know she’s as close to the edge as I am.
“Come all over my cock. Drench me.” The brutal sounds of our bodies slapping together is my undoing. My vision becomes a blur of white dots as my body tightens with tension, her cunt pulsing around me. Georgia screams her release as my thrusts become faster, more desperate. Her name is a prayer on my tongue as I jerk inside of her, jets of my cum filling her womb.
This is what I imagine heaven must feel like.
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GEORGIA
Minutes pass, my head resting on his shoulder as I fight to catch my breath. He’s still deep inside of me, one arm hugging me close to his chest. Part of me just wants to stay this way forever, but reality is already crashing in—the reality that this little bubble of lust we’re in is about to burst.
I pull away from him, eyes glued to the floor, as I retrieve my clothes and get dressed. Andrei clears his throat and does up his pants. Both of us are still not speaking. A wave of unease ripples through the room. Lingering awareness of what we just shared—and the cold hard reality that we can never be more than this moment.
As my gaze coasts to Andrei’s, the dark storm that looks back at me suggests he can read my thoughts and he knows how disoriented I feel. He reaches for me, but I pull away in the name of self-preservation. I can’t give more of my heart to him and survive.
Sex already bonded us. Hot and palpable, it was too strong of a force between us. I could never deny him my body, but now I have to deny him my heart. Walk out of his life and never turn back. Finding Kira has to take place with military precision. My final gift to him.
He stalks up to me, his movements deceptively smooth. “You wanna shut me out, fine. Play that game, see where it gets you.” His lips thin and he rises to his full height.
“It’s better this way. For you and for me. You said so yourself right from the start.”
His jaw held so tight I’m worried he'll break his teeth. “Suit yourself. Be ready early tomorrow morning. We have something to take care of.”
He gives me one final heavy look before turning on his feet and leaving me here, alone. An errand? I haven’t left his compound in weeks and now I’m running errands with him.
Hurt weighs me down, pressing on my chest like a thousand pound boulder, making it impossible to breathe. I don’t know what burns more—the fact that I’m willing to put my life on the line for him, or the fact that he’s letting me.
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