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“I’m proud of you, iskorka. You saved me and our little boy. Thank you.”

Running my hands over her shoulders and down her side, I cup her ass, pressing her firmly against me.

“But from now on, you stay out of danger. I cannot lose you, Ana.”

She purses her lips, deep in thought.

“You gotta be more careful too, Miki. I am not living life without you.”

“Deal. Now, how does a shower sound?” I whisper in her ear, feeling her shiver against me.

“I’ll clean you if you clean me?” She bats her lashes.

“Every. Fucking. Inch.”

She lets out a scream as I bundle her in my arms and rush us up the stairs, kicking open the bathroom door, I set her down and turn on the waterfall shower.

“Strip.” I tell her, but as I turn to face her, she’s already naked on the top half. Rolling my bottom lip between my teeth, I admire her body as she pushes off her leggings and black panties.

“Beautiful.” I blow her a kiss and whip off my own clothes, kicking them away from me across the tiles.

I grab her hand and lead her into the shower, the hot spray beating over us as I press her against the wall, slamming myhand on the tiles and my other hand around her throat as I kiss her.

She moans in my mouth and I trail more kisses along her jaw, working my way down her neck.

I keep going, leaving a trail of them between her breasts and placing a long kiss on her growing belly bump.

As I get down onto one knee, I take her calf and rest it on my thigh, then dive my head in her pussy, spreading her open with my fingers.

“I fucking love you.”

As I look up, she drags her fingers through my curls with a grin and pushes my head back against her pussy.

“More, Miki. Sir. Please.” Each word a breathy moan.

Her back arches and her hips rock against my face. Sliding two fingers inside of her soaking pussy, she bucks against me.

“I love you,” she breathes out.

Sucking on her clit, I pull my head back, still thrusting into her with my hand.

“Eyes on me, baby.”

They snap open, full of hunger and pierce into my soul.

“Marry me, again, iskorka. This time, a real ceremony.”

I curl my fingers, hitting her sweet spot and she cries out.

“If you come on my tongue, I’ll take that as a ‘yes’.”

I feast on her like I’ve been starved, getting her soaking until her body is shaking around me.

“Say yes, pretty girl. Come for me.”

She screams out my name, yanking my hair so hard it burns my scalp and she rides out her orgasm all over my face. As soon as she's finished, I’m on my feet, lifting her up so she can wrap her legs around me.

“Yes, Miki. I’ll marry you again.”

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