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“Yes. Say my name when I fuck you.”
I groan as he pulls back, grieving the loss of him.
But then he’s moving, his hips snapping forward again and again, and oh my God. I can’t help the cries that tumble from my lips.
“Alexei, yes,” I moan.
He’s so big . . . so commanding . . . so sexy with a scent that is so undeniably him.
“That’s it, baby.”
He grips my ass cheek in one strong hand, using my body to pull me onto his cock again and again, just the way he likes it. Part of me can’t even believe that we’re doing this. The other part of me can’t believe that we were able to wait this long.
I throw my head back against the pillow, lost in pleasure.
“Need you to come for me,” he says on a groan.
I move my hips against his and Alexei brings a hand between us, rubbing my clit in firm circles as he continues to fuck me.
That’s all it takes to thrust me over the edge.
My release rips through me with such ferocity that I’m breathless as I cling to his shoulders. Heat blooms in my core, my body milking his as my vision blacks out.
“Oh God, Alexei . . .”
“Fuck, baby. Yes.” He groans, clutching my body close.
I sense the moment he falls over the edge with me, his long, thick cock pumping hot semen into the condom as he clings to me, kissing my neck and murmuring dirty words of praise in my ear.
When it’s over, part of me can’t even process what just happened. Alexei merely folds me into his arms and rolls over onto the bed, breathless, still holding me.
Holy. Shit.
That was by far the best sex I’ve ever had. Alexei may have ruined me for anyone else. And, I’m not even mad.Chapter EightAlexeiI slap Ryleigh lightly on the butt to wake her, unable to keep my hands off those curvy ass cheeks of hers. Though I know I should demonstrate control, it’s the last thing I want to do.
“Hmm?” she murmurs, blinking open hazy eyes.
“Time to get up, baby.” I smile. I fucking love the sight of her in my bed; I can’t help it.
“Why?” She groans.
It’s only seven, so I get it, but I rouse her again. “I’ve got practice.”
“Mmm.” She makes a noise, but I’m not sure what it means. It could mean fuck you. Or go make me coffee. It could also mean okay, sounds great.
I chuckle and swing my legs over the side of the bed. I head to the shower only because it helps wake me up, and not because I actually want to leave this woman in my bed.
Twenty minutes later, Ryleigh is still in bed, and trust me, I get it. She insisted on getting up with Ella both times last night, even though I told her I’d take care of the baby.
I head to the kitchen, intent on making her a strong cup of coffee, and possibly making myself a plate of eggs. Last night was incredible, and I’m more than a little proud that I’ve rendered Ryleigh so useless this morning. The caveman in me is beating his chest proudly.
I smirk as I flip on my coffee machine and watch the drip brewer begin to work. I already have a bottle ready for Ella on the counter, knowing she’ll be awake in the next twenty minutes.
When I return to the bedroom five minutes later with a mug of steaming coffee for Ryleigh, she sits up in bed and smiles at me.
“You’re my hero.”
There’s something about that smile and the way she says that—it hits me right in the chest and I want to hit replay on this moment.
“You’re very welcome.” I press a soft kiss to her lips. “Last night was incredible. You are incredible.”
Ryleigh blushes and looks down.
She can’t be shy now. Not after last night.
I lift her chin. “Tell me what you’re thinking.”
She meets my eyes at last. “I loved every minute of it.”
I can’t help but feel proud of how I pleased her. I skim my hands along her upper arms up to her neck, her face, and then tilt her mouth to mine. I steal a long kiss, which Ryleigh gives me freely.
My cock twitches to life, stirring between us.
“Do you have time for this?” she asks between kisses.
“I’ll make time,” I say, and she swats at my upper arm. “I mean it. I want you so bad, baby.”
Without a word, Ryleigh draws her boxer shorts down over her hips and takes them off, leaving her bare from the waist down, and I remove her shirt.
God, she’s sexy. Her tits are full and round, and I want them in my mouth right now.
I lean closer and pull her nipple between my lips. Ryleigh makes a need-filled sound unlike any I’ve heard before, and my cock bucks in my shorts. I rise from the bed and strip in about three seconds, and then I rejoin her, lifting her calf around my hip.
