Page 57 of Nikolai

"We broke ground last year. My crew finished the final details a few days ago." Leah's feet stop moving. Tilting her head back, she looks at me. "I told you, I knew you were the one the moment I saw you." Sweeping her off her feet, I pull her close to my chest.

Leah palms my cheek as she looks into my eyes. "How did I get so lucky?"

"I'm the fortunate one, Malyshka. I get the pleasure of kissing you whenever I want, and having babies with you."

"Babies? More than one?" Leah interrupts me with a sly grin.

"Yes, babies." I capture her lips in a brutal kiss, and she deepens it.

"I need you," Leah pants, and I am not a man to deny my wife anything. Opening the door, I carry her over the threshold.

Carrying my bride up the stairs, I don't stop until I'm in our bedroom, then let her feet find the floor. Leah looks around the room, walking over to the bed, and runs her fingertips across the smooth wood frame. My shirt comes off as I watch her turn her back to me. I kick off my shoes. Tossing her long hair to the side, Leah looks over her shoulder, finding me watching her. "You'll have to help me." She says, and I move toward her like I'm a predator, and she is my prey. My fingers make quick work of each little button on the back of her dress. Along the way, I trail kisses down her spine as her bare skin reveals itself. Leah pulls her arms free of the sleeves, which allows the dress to pool at her feet. She makes a move to spin and face me, but I stop her.

"Fuck. Let me look at you." I take in what she was hiding beneath her wedding gown—white lace lingerie. She is every man's fantasy. I tilt her head to the side, "I can't believe you are mine." My mouth is on her neck then her shoulder as my fingertips trail down her stomach. I slip my hand beneath her panties, lightly running my fingers through her folds. Leah gasps, her back arching against me as I tease her entrance. "You're perfect," I push my finger inside her.

"Nikolai," she whimpers.

"Let go, Malyshka." I pressed my palm against her bundle of nerves, intensifying her pleasure, and urging her body to give me what I want. "Come for me." Within seconds Leah's walls shutter around my finger as her orgasms rips through her body. I hold her tight against me as her legs quiver.

Spinning her to face me, I kiss her—hard. Not shying away, Leah's hands explore my body, undoing the button of my pants, lowering the zipper. Sinking to her knees, she sets my cock free. "Tonight is about your pleasure, not mine," I look down at her. Not listening, Leah locks her eyes on mine, wraps her fingers around the base of my cock, and takes me in her mouth. I hiss. I let her have her way for a few minutes, loving how her red painted lips slide down my shaft as she sucks me into her mouth. Torturing myself, I pull away, my cock cursing me for doing so.

I haul Leah off the floor. "My turn." Reaching behind her, I unclasp her bra. It falls to the floor, and I waste no time taking one of her hardened nipples in my mouth. Moaning, her fingers thread through my hair. Guiding her, I lay Leah on the bed. Ridding myself of the rest of my clothing, I press a knee to the mattress, hook my fingers in the band of her panties, and slid them down her legs.

Pushing her legs apart, I settle between her thighs, giving her a wolfish grin, before covering her sex with my mouth. Fuck, my woman tastes sweet. Gripping the comforter, Leah moans my name. Her hips buck against my face the moment I suck her clit into my mouth. Gripping her hips, I roll to my back, bring Leah to sit on top of me. She goes to move, but I hold her in place. Leah looks at me with confusion. "Sit on my face."

"What?" she shakes her head. "I can't."

I run my tongue through her folds, and her head falls back. "You can." I encourage her, and she nods. Using the headboard to hold onto, Leah straddles my face, placing her perfect pussy exactly where I want it. I nip and suck until her hips find their rhythm, and watch her heavy breasts sway above me. She rides my face until she comes undone.

Needing to be inside of her, I grip her hips, swiftly lay her back, and bring my body over hers. My cock hangs heavy between her thighs, close enough to feel the heat of her pussy. Her fingers trail down my biceps. I search her eyes. "If you're not ready—"

Leah nods. "I'm ready." Her fingernails trail down my spine.

Moving slightly, the head of my cock finds her entrance. Leaning down, I press my lips to hers, swallowing her gasp as I slowly sink into her. Damn. She is so hot and tight. Her body shudders around my cock, and it takes all my self-control to pace myself. I still my movements. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah," she breathes heavily.

Rocking my hips, I move slowly, taking my time as I gently make love to my wife. I find it impossible to take my eyes from her face; she has me spellbound as she gazes at me with a dreamy, faraway look in her eyes. I feel her pussy walls flutter around my cock.

"Nikolai. Please," she pleads.

"What do you need, Malyshka.?"

"More. I need more," she pants, her nails digging into my flesh.

Giving her what she wants, I fuck her harder. Her orgasm hits suddenly, catching me off guard. Her pussy clamps around my cock in tight waves sending me crashing over the edge with her. Collapsing beside Leah, I pull her still trembling body close to mine. We spend several minutes catching our breaths, not speaking. I hold her until her body stops shaking. Leah is quiet for a long moment before she asks, "Was I okay?"

I hear the nervous doubt in her tone.

Tilting her head back, I make her look into my eyes. "I just made love to my wife. It doesn't get better than that." Leah's body relaxes, and she smiles. I give her a soft kiss on her lips. Her kisses are always sweet, just like her.

"I love you." Those three words from her lips give me life.

"You are my world, Malyshka." I kiss her again, then make love to my woman one more time.

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Leah

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