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For a moment, he closes his eyes and allows me to kiss him and explore his lips.
The control feels great, and like…
Like he’s mine, too.
A few heartbeats pass between us before he opens his eyes and catches my face to deepen the kiss. Then I’m lost in him again. Interruption forgotten.
I pull at his shirt, and he pauses his kisses to take it off.
Like always, I admire his masterpiece body and my gaze drops right down to the bulge of his cock pressing against his pants.
“Time for the dirty part of this fantasy.” He winks, lifting me off the table and flipping me around to bend me over. “Keep the skirt on.”
He flips it over my ass and grabs a handful of my ass cheeks. He slides a finger into my pussy next, and a breath later, the head of his cock pushes into my entrance.
Lev eases inside me, slow at first, then he slams in, making my body jerk.
My breath goes short as he fills me up. He moves his hips, thrusting harder, and we groan together.
He starts moving inside me, building speed to a maddening rhythm. Every thrust forces more pleasure into me, leaving me greedy for more.
He fucks me into the table, his grunts resonating through my body, teasing out another orgasm.
It’s close, and he’s close, too.
He grips my hips and pounds harder into me, jackhammering. I come. Seconds later, he growls his own finish.
Our ragged breathing replaces the sounds of sex, and he pulls out of me to scoop me up and hold me against his chest.
Lev rests his forehead against the top of my head, our breaths mingling. “Hope I haven’t worn you out, malyshka.” His voice is low and husky with lust against my ear.
“No,” I pant.
“Good. Because I plan to fuck you all night, and I don’t think I’ll be going to work tomorrow.”
Unable to help myself, I smile back at him, and we fall into another reckless kiss that carries us upstairs to our bed.
There, tangled in his arms, the realization hits me with cold certainty.
I’m falling for the one man I was supposed to hate.
My husband.
Chapter
Thirty-Six
Allegra
Alittle smile drifts across my lips. My body is still humming from all the things Lev did to me. The last two weeks have been absolute bliss and I can’t wait to go to him.
I’m in the office at the charity, trying to organize the new files scattered on my desk.
Anushka is across from me, working through the file cabinet to make space for the files. She kindly agreed to come and help me today. Her way of spending more time with me.
I sift through the stack of files, managing to get them in alphabetical order this time without slipping up and succumbing to the mindless-zombie state that’s been threatening to invade my mind all morning.
Thankfully, Anushka has been occupied enough to not notice.
