Page 57 of Dancing With Desire

“We were entertaining,” she says, laughing.

“I get to touch you whenever I like,” I say, slipping my hand up her dress and across her stomach.

“What I really need right now is hot chocolate,” she says, turning in my arms and giving me her best pout.

“Hot chocolate, in this heat?”

She smiles. “The baby loves it, and Marshall went to the store especially to get it.”

I groan. “Fine. I’ll make your hot chocolate while you go and get naked.”

She kisses me. “Yes, Sir.”

I make mykrasota’s hot chocolate and head upstairs. I sigh heavily when I see she’s already fast asleep. Smiling to myself, I place the cup on her bedside cabinet and lean down, kissing her gently and pulling the sheet over her naked body. I stop as my fingers brush over her stomach, leaning down and placing a kiss there too. “Goodnight,moy syn.”

My cock strains,and I open my eyes to find Victoria climbing over me with a wicked grin on her face. “I fell asleep on you,” she says, giggling. “I’m so sorry.” She sinks onto my erection, andI groan in pleasure. “You promised me a day by the pool,” she adds, bracing her hands on my chest and moving at a slow pace.

“A morning,” I mutter, closing my eyes and enjoying the feel of her.

“Dmitry, you promised.”

“I know, mykrasota, but I also promised to get you home.”

“What’s the rush?” she asks, leaning down to kiss me, and I notice she’s brushed her teeth.

I smirk, gripping her hips and spinning her until she’s below me. “Enough talking,” I whisper, slamming into her. “We have plenty of time for that.”

We spendthe entire morning together. It’s relaxed and chill. We lay by the pool as promised, and we fuck in it too, and when it’s finally time to board the private plane home, I feel sad to leave, vowing to return soon to spend my time with her and no one else.

I wait until the plane is speeding down the runway before taking her hand. “I think we should set a date for the wedding,” I tell her.

She looks at me quizzically. “Yes, we already discussed it.”

“But we haven’t set it.”

She grins. “Okay, when were you thinking?”

“Before the baby,” I tell her.

“But I’ll be huge. Are you sure you want a whale in our wedding pictures?” She laughs.

I lean closer, kissing her gently. “You will always be beautiful, especially while my child is growing inside you.”

“You’re so sweet,” she whispers.

I smile against her mouth. “I was thinking next week.”

She freezes, slowly pulling back to look me in the eye. “What?”

“Next week, the wedding.”

She scoffs. “Good one.”

“I’m serious. Look, I want this to happen, and we’ve waited long enough. What’s stopping us?”

She stares at me like I’ve lost my mind. Maybe I have. “Dmitry, I can’t plan a wedding in a week.”

“You won’t have to. I’ve arranged for Poppy to be home for the wedding. Marshall has your dress. The church is free after they had a last-minute cancellation.”

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