Page 68 of Voracious

“D-Dima, more.”

When her lashes flutter, my hand tightens around her neck, squeezing the sides until she’s looking at me.

“Words, B, or I’ll make you come so many times you forget how to speak.”

There’s a second where she disappears, the filing cabinets opening because I fucking forced them to, but she pushes her hips down and whispers to herself, “Moons.” Whatever the fuck it means has her getting rid of the toxic shit that has no place between us.

She tightens around my finger as I massage that spot that makes her eyes fully black. As soon as she feels it, she rolls her hips, and soft breathy moans fill the room. Slowly pushing in another finger, my girl tries to push me away while still riding my hand. Her fingers press against my cheek and her palm lands over my lips. Pressing a kiss to her hand, her head falls back, and she shakes. Fuck me, it’s a religious experience watching her body contort.

She’s too sensitive for the grinder and I let it fall away without removing my fingers. Her throat vibrates under my palm as I slowly fuck her with two fingers, needing her to keep coming. She’s not leaving my bed until we’ve successfully ruined the thing, and the air is filled with the smell of her mixed with me. Her head is still tipped back, and I trace the underside of her jaw with my thumb, waiting for those beautiful eyes to be back on me.

She whimpers as I blow a slow circle around her hardened nipple and tries to cross her legs despite my body being in the way.My hand mourns the feeling of her neck as I hold the back of her thighs and pull her up my body so that sweet pussy is by my mouth. The little gasp is cute as fuck, and I make sure her neck is supported with the pillow before I get another taste. She tries to run away, again, and I tighten my hold on her waist as Ismooth my thumbs in an up-and-down motion and clean up her thighs with my tongue.

Resting my forehead on her stomach, I groan, “Ya mog by zhit za schet tvoyego vkusa, lisichka moy.”1

Ana’s moans get louder, and I look up her body to find her locked on me, her bottom lip trapped between her teeth and her chest moving wildly. Stretching my arm out, I stroke her cheek with my knuckles, waiting for the hesitance to leave.I press my thumb against her bottom lip until she lets it go and my hellion whispers, “I want you to feel good.”

My sweetheart, so fucking good that she’s forgetting something.

“Your pleasure is mine, i ya tvoy.”2

There’s a deeper meaning to my words but I can’t drop it all on her at once when she deserves to be wooed and not confused. Her legs are shaky as she falls forward and straddles my hips. My hellion wraps her arms around me, nearly choking me out, and kisses my cheek with two fucking words breaking my heart.

“Thank you.”

No one should thank another person for the simple act of not being treated as a fucking object.

Reaching my lips, she works a hand between our bodies and pushes my shorts down. Fuck. I hate the fact I have to stop her when she’s not being chased by nightmares, but I quickly grab her wrist and explain, “I’ve always used protection, but I haven’t been tested, lisichka.”

Am I fuck ever going to put her at risk of anything especially when she hates doctors, it would be her own personal hell to have to be around them. The softest smile lifts her lips as though I didn’t just mention fucking anyone other than her as she twists her hand until I let her go and holds my face between both of her hands. That smile is still there, framing her conviction. “You’re the nicest person I’ve ever met.”

I melt inside as she presses her lips to my forehead. If this is how she feels when I do it, there’s going to be an imprint on her forehead from how often they’re on there. Holding her nape as I massage each of her ass cheeks, I keep my tone even, so she doesn’t mute herself.

“What do you do if you want me to stop?”

She folds her hands on my chest, resting her chin on them to look up at me with a wide smile.

“I tell you.”

There’s no fear or apprehension on her features as I put on a condom.It comes out when I stroke through her slit and her voice is small as she gives me the most privileged thing to exist.

“Can you move please? I’ll just lay here?”

It’s not about pleasure or laziness in the act, she doesn’t want the memories to overtake her. Sitting up so we’re face to face, and she can’t hide away from me, I hold her jaw and wait for my Ana to come back. It works and she doesn’t look away from me, knowing this is what I need, not her body or release, it’s those eyes and the woman behind them refusing to hide or pretend to be anyone but who she is.

She gasps against my mouth as I slowly push up into her and the whisper leaving her is adrenaline straight to my veins.

“You feel so good.”

My hips move automatically, thrusting up harder, the abrupt force has her flying forward and smacking her temple against my cheek.

“Fuck, I’m sorry. You okay, malyshka?”

Wrapping my arms around her, I rub the spot and press my lips to it. My hellion laughs, nods, then kisses me with the joy still in her mouth.Her hands delicately trace along my shoulders, and I don’t even move as she rides me in slow motion. She’s heaven, there’s no other word to describe her and our lips keep breaking apart to come back together around the soundsthat we can’t hold back. It’s cheesy as fuck but this isn’t fucking, it’s more. Making love is too insignificant. It’s an exchange of trust, my hellion is placing her trust in me, and I’ll die before I ever fucking break it.

I lean forward, blindly searching for that rubber grinder and she smiles against me while hugging my face. Her smile gets wider as I place it against her clit, and she digs her nails into my neck as I control her movements. She’s wrapped in my arms with a hand around her throat, my lips have already touched every part of her skin and I wrap them around her pebbled nipple. A perfect fucking day.

She twists her legs, bringing her knees up so they’re hugging my sides and fucking controls me. Stretching an arm behind her, she pushes against my forearm until I’m holding her ass up and then nods against me, silently telling me to move. All I need is her. There’s no space between our bodies and she drops her head back as I thrust up in slow purposeful strokes. It’s not fake, the moans are soft and breathy, getting closer together.

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