She lets out a moan that has me biting back a laugh at how much she seems to like the idea of me being heavily armed while we fuck, but then she runs her hands through the back of my hair and pulls me closer, giving my tongue a hard enough suck to have my laughter dying in my throat and turning it into a deep moan.
I fuck her harder, drunk on the feel and taste of her. My body covers hers. I brace my forearms on either side of her head, and still it’s not enough. I need to be closer. Snaking my arms underneath her, I hold her against my body, tight enough to feel the rapid beat of her heart.
“I love you,lisichka,” I whisper against her lips.
“I love you too, Sasha.”
“I will always come back to you, baby. Always. You’re my home, and this is where I belong,” I say, thrusting into her even harder.
“Yes,” she says in a breathy rush, still clutching the back of my head with her legs around my waist, and when I feel her body start to tense again, I know there’s no way in hell I’m going to be able to resist this time.
“Goddam,” I groan, feeling her pussy pulse around my cock, sending me over the edge with a quickness. I slow my hips down, savoring every second of pleasure before burying myself deeply inside her and holding her even tighter as we both catch our breath.
When she lifts her head up and I hear her take a suck from the bite valve on the water pack I’m still wearing, I let out a deep laugh and kiss her cheek. She lets go with a huge grin on her face.
“It might be a good idea for you to wear one of those every time you fuck me.”
“It is important to stay hydrated,” I say, still laughing at how adorable she is.
Brushing aside a sweaty strand of hair from her cheek, I kiss her again and rest my forehead against hers. “I really am sorry I couldn’t get back sooner.”
“I’m just glad you’re safe. That’s all I care about.”
I slowly slide out of her, wishing I could just stay buried inside her forever. Lifting up to my knees, I pull my pants back up over my ass and then reach down to get her.
“I’m in desperate need of a hot bath, baby, and then I’m getting us both something to eat. You look pale. Did you eat today?”
“I had a sandwich.”
I arch a brow at her, and she adds, “I threw most of it away.”
Another stab of guilt runs through me. I kiss her forehead and carry her upstairs, pressing her naked body tightly against mine. In the bathroom, I carefully strip off my clothes and place my guns and knives on the counter while she runs us a bath. When we’re both in and she’s resting against me, I lay my head back and close my eyes, letting the hot water seep into my body, finally feeling warm again. My thumb lazily caresses her wet breast while she does the same to my thigh.
“You make me so happy,lisichka.”
She tilts her head to kiss my cheek. “You make me happy too, Sasha. While you were gone I was thinking about how I can’t imagine not having you in my life. I know we had an odd start to our marriage, but I love you so much, and I would never want to go back to a life without you.”
I give her nipple a soft pinch that has her squirming and feeling entirely too good against my body. “You’re turning me into a big softie,” I tell her.
“I love that you show me a side of yourself that no one else gets to see.”
I laugh and kiss her temple. “You’re definitely the only person on earth who’s seen this side of me.”
She smiles and reaches for the bath sponge and body wash.
“What are you doing?”
“It’s my turn to take care of you.”
I let my wife bathe me. She’s the only person I’d ever willingly submit to, but for her I’d do anything, so I let her tease the hell out of me while she washes my body and then bend my head and let her wash my hair and rinse it clean. By the time we step out of the tub, we’re both squeaky clean, but my thoughts are dirty as hell. Knowing she’s hungry and needs food is the only thing that gets me to resist sliding back into her.
While I cook us a pizza, she tells me about the text from Shelly and that today is the day the car wreck happened. I pull her in for a hug, apologizing again for not being here when she needed me.
“I’m glad Shelly wants to make things right with you. I want to be here when you meet with her, though,” I say, remembering what an ass she’d been to Holly and not fully trusting that she’ll behave any differently. I hope for Holly’s sake she does, but I’d still like to see it with my own eyes. Holly just smiles and nods her head yes.
After we’ve eaten, I grab one of the wrapped presents from under the tree and hold it out to her. I laugh at the way her eyes light up at the sight of it.
“I should make you wait until the 7thof January since you’re married to a Russian now.”