Page 25 of Sweet Dreams

"Yuri," she breathed out huskily against his mouth, her voice laced with desire. "I need you."

His response was a guttural groan that vibrated through her body like an electric current. "Beth," he rasped back, hot breath fanning over her neck as he nipped at her sensitive skin. "You're driving me crazy."

As the elevator doors opened, they stumbled out onto their floor, giggling and shushing each other like teenagers. At the door to Beth's room, Yuri paused, his expression suddenly serious.

"Beth," he said softly, cupping her face in his hands.

Beth silenced him with a kiss, her tongue darting into his mouth with urgent need. "I want you so much," she breathed against his lips. "I need this. Now."

Yuri's grin was pure sin, a promise of the pleasure to come. He opened the door and in one swift motion, swept Beth off her feet, her surprised gasp morphing into a moan as he pressed her against his hard body. He kicked the door shut and strode to the bed, his intent clear in his heated gaze.

He dropped her onto the plush bedspread, his muscular body rippling under his shirt as he crawled over her, a predator ready to devour its prey. His eyes roamed over her body, filled with a hunger that made her heart pound and her body ache. This was more than just lust; it was a primal, consuming need.

His lips crashed onto hers, their tongues clashing in a wild dance. His hands were everywhere, rough and demanding as they explored her body. He squeezed her breasts, pinched her nipples, and she arched into him, a gasp tearing from her throat.

Yuri growled, a low, feral sound, as he trailed hot, wet kisses down her neck, his mouth latching onto her nipple, sucking hard before biting gently. Beth cried out, her body writhing under his touch. He moved lower, his hands gripping her thighs, spreading them wide as he settled between them.

Through his pants, his cock was a hard, throbbing line against her thigh. She reached for it, stroking its length before unbuttoning his pants and shoving them down. He sprang free, thick and hard, the tip glistening with pre-cum. She wrapped her hand around him, stroking firmly, and he thrust into her touch with a groan.

"Fuck, you're perfect," Yuri grunted, his eyes wild as he took in her body, bare and ready for him.

He shifted lower, his tongue darting out to taste her, licking her clit with firm, steady strokes. Her body jerked, her hipsbucking as he brought her to the edge, her orgasm crashing over her in a wave of pleasure.

Beth reached for him, her body still trembling, and pulled him up. She pushed him onto his back and straddled him, her wet pussy sliding against his cock. He gripped her hips, trying to guide her onto him, but she resisted, teasing him with a wicked grin.

"Fuck, Beth," he growled, his body taut with need.

She leaned down, her breath hot on his ear. "How bad do you want it?" she whispered, her voice sultry and low.

With a snarl, he flipped her onto her back, his body covering hers. "I. Fucking. Need. You," he grunted, each word punctuated by a thrust of his cock against her wet entrance.

He slammed into her, filling her completely. Their bodies moved together, a fierce, carnal rhythm that left them both panting and moaning. His cock pounded into her, hard and deep, each thrust sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body.

He flipped her onto her hands and knees, his fingers digging into her hips as he fucked her from behind, his thrusts wild and uncontrolled. Their bodies slapped together, the sound of their fucking filling the room, mingling with their gasps and moans.

Beth pushed back against him, meeting each thrust with a wild abandon that matched his own. She screamed his name as she came, her body convulsing around his cock. With a roar, he followed her over the edge, his cock pulsing as he filled her with his hot release.

Panting heavily in the aftermath of their shared climax, Beth looked into his eyes. Wild, hungry, and completely consumed by their passion, she knew this was just the beginning.

Twelve

Golden streaks appeared on the tangled sheets as the morning sunlight filtered through. Beth stirred, her eyes fluttering open to find Yuri's intense blue gaze fixed on her. A slow smile spread across her face as memories of the night before flooded her senses.

"See something you like?" she murmured, her voice husky with sleep.

Yuri's lips curved into a devilish grin. "Mmm, I'd say it's more than just 'like.” His fingers traced a lazy path down her bare arm, leaving goosebumps in their wake. "How did you sleep, moye solnyshko?"

Beth stretched languidly, enjoying the way Yuri's eyes darkened as the sheet slipped lower. "Like a dream. Though I'm not entirely convinced I'm awake yet."

"No?" Yuri's eyebrow quirked playfully. "Perhaps I should pinch you, just to be sure."

Beth giggled, swatting his hand away as it inched towards her ribs. "Don't you dare! I have other ideas for those hands of yours."

"Oh?" Yuri leaned in closer, his breath warm against her ear. "Do tell, Ms. Mason. I'm all ears... among other things."

A shiver ran down Beth's spine at his suggestive tone. She opened her mouth to respond but was cut off by a loud grumble from her stomach. Heat flooded her cheeks as Yuri burst into laughter.

"Perhaps we should feed you first," he chuckled, kissing her forehead before rolling out of bed. Beth couldn't help but admire the view as he stretched, all lean muscle and tanned skin.

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