Page 35 of The Life of Anna-Tenth Anniversary Edition: Act 2

“Yes.” She shuddered as aftershocks wracked her body.

“You have a beautiful body.” He slid his hand between her legs and lightly stroked her swollen pussy. “I am going to enjoy getting to know it better.” She shuddered as his fingers brushed over her clit.

When she had caught her breath, he pushed her gently to the bed on her hands and knees, taking her from behind. He rode her hard, but he didn’t hurt her. She cried out as he plundered her body, digging his fingers into her hips. He shouted in an unknown language that Anna guessed to be Russian and pushed himself even deeper as he came.

He stayed where he was for a minute and then collapsed on the bed next to her, eyes closed.

She sat on her hip and studied his face. “Are you staying the night?”

He opened his eyes and looked at her. “Is that okay?”

“Whatever you would like, Peter.” She glanced at the TV. “I have to sleep with the TV on, though.”

He raised his eyebrows. “Why?”

“I have . . . unpleasant dreams if I don’t.”

“Nightmares?” He sat up on his elbow.

Anna shook her head. “No. I just... I don’t like the subject matter.”

“What are they about?”

She bit her lip and turned away, reluctant to share her dreams of Alex with the grandson of Vitaly. “Is this one of those things that you’re telling me to do?” She kept her voice as respectful as she could.

Peter smiled. “No. I was just curious.”

“I don’t like talking about it.”

He lay back down. “Alright. You don’t have to. We’ll have to talk about that before we move in together. I don’t know if I can sleep with the TV on all the time.”

Anna picked at the blanket. “They don’t happen every night. But I try to avoid them all the same. Mostly if I’m upset about something.”

He looked at her curiously and then reached for the remote to turn the TV back on. “Does it need to be loud?”

Anna blinked in surprise. “Uh . . . no.”

He turned the volume to a level where she could hear it but wasn’t overbearing, and set the remote back on the floor. “Okay?”

She nodded and crawled to her feet to spread out the blanket so it covered the bed, and then turned out the lights. She only had one pillow and told Peter she didn’t need it, which wasn’t true, but she didn’t want him to tell Devin she’d been rude.

He didn’t cuddle with her, but didn’t scoot away either. She turned on her side to face away from him and stared into the darkness. Peter was an enigma. He was kind and intimidating, demanding and thoughtful all at once.

She tried to ignore the questions in her mind and concentrated on the inane laughter coming from the TV.

Chapter 19

Anna awoke with a warm body shifting closer to her and a gentle hand caressing her back. She knew better than to stiffen in surprise, but she couldn’t remember who was in bed with her. He moved above her, pushed her legs apart, and a large cock slowly entered her body. Hands held her arms above her head and she was pressed into the mattress, unable to move. The cock moved in and out, slowly at first, but then picked up speed. It felt good. He moved in such a way that he rubbed against that sensitive spot inside her.

Peter.

She moaned and tried to move to please him, but couldn’t. She could only accept him into her body and allow him to work that small spot until she felt the tingling increase into orgasm. He shouted out his climax a moment later, then lay panting on top of her.

Anna hoped he hadn’t fallen back asleep; his weight made it difficult to breathe. When he finally rolled off, she turned to look at her new “boyfriend.” He gazed at her with keen eyes and smiled when she met his gaze. “Dobroe utro.”

“Does that mean good morning?”

Peter nodded. “Da.”

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