“Mikhail!” I cry, wriggling against him, but he only tightens his hold on my hips as he sinks his tongue inside me. “Bianca is waiting for me?—”
A bolt of pleasure surges through my body as Mikhail pumps his tongue in and out of my core.
I arch against his touch, my fingers grippinghis hair by the roots to hold him against me as my release starts to build.
“She can wait.” His voice thickens with need as he looks up at me from between my thighs.
“O-okay.” This is not a fight I want to win.
Once I’m suitably satisfied, Mikhail crawls up my body and gives me one last toe-curling kiss that leaves me breathless.
“I need to shower.” He gives me a knowing look.
I bite back a moan at the thought of joining him. I don’t think there’s anything better than a naked and dripping wet Mikhail Koslov, but I really do need to meet with Bianca soon. We’ve planned to sit down and go through some more ideas for the wedding while Leo naps in the stroller and judging from how high the sun is currently sitting in the sky, I’m betting it’s not far off noon.
“We should save some of our energy for later.”
“If you’re sure…” He climbs off the bed, giving me the perfect view of his very erect cock.
“Mikhail…”
He smirks as he wraps his hand around the base of his thick length.
My throat goes dry as the tip becomes slick with his arousal, and a deep ache starts to build between my thighs.
“Lucia.” He pumps his cock, flicking his wrist as he fists the head.
I can’t hold back the moan as my pussy clenches, already so desperate for him again.
Fuck it. So what if I’m a little late?
I’m throwing back the sheets and spreading my legs in an instant, my thighs still slick from my release.
“That’s my girl.” He climbs back on top of me and gives me one last orgasm for the road.
“You’re actually trying to kill me,” I groan once we’re finished, throwing the covers over my head so I can’t be tempted by his naked body.
Mikhail chuckles under his breath as he disappears into the bathroom.
After the intimate night that Mikhail and I shared, I feel as if a weight has been lifted off my shoulders.
Opening up to him like I did has definitely brought us closer, and I’m grateful that I found the courage to share the truth of my past with him.
I’m not sure why I felt like last night was the right time to tell Mikhail the truth about my past. Maybe it’s because we’re getting married in two days, and I want him to know the whole truth about me before we commit to each other. Or perhaps because last night felt like the first time we haven’t just fucked.
It was so much more intimate than that and once it was over, a sudden flood of emotions ran through me, and it all just came spilling out…
And I’m so glad it did.
While it might have been terrifying to tell him about the kidnapping, the way he reacted was so much better than I expected. The way he listened to me and never once told me I was being dramatic or downplayed my experience showed me how much of a good guy he is.
Aside from Elle, my father, and my therapist, Mikhail is the only other person I’ve told about the attack. But it’s such a huge part of my past that I always feel as if people will never trulyknowme until they learn the truth.
And the truth didn’t scare him one bit.
I hold my hand to my heart as I think of Mikhail.
I can’t deny that I have feelings for him. Hell, Iadmitted that to him last night. But love is something I never considered before.