There was no dissuading Dimitry when he decided something so I didn’t even bother.

“Sounds like a plan,” I told him. “So we attack in two days' time. Agreed?”

Everyone agreed, and we concluded the call. I couldn’t wait for this business to be behind us. I wanted to marry Olivia, get into our own routine, make love to her every free moment, have babies with her, travel the world. I just wanted to grow old with her.

When I finally crawled into bed wearing only boxer shorts, Olivia was there waiting for me, with a book in her hands. It was the picture to the end of a perfect day. I loved the sight of her in my bed and would enjoy it for the rest of my life.

She smiled at me, her book forgotten. Her gaze slowly traveled down my body, her blue eyes hazing with lust. Her tongue swept across her bottom lip, and it was enough to get me hard.

“Waiting for me, malysh?” I asked her amused.

Her eyes snapped to my face, and a pinkish blush colored her cheeks.

“Maybe.”

“Oh, were you hoping for someone else in your bed?”

“Maybe.”

Her eyes twinkled mischievously. God, I loved this woman like this. All the barriers gone, just her and I. If we could just eliminate this threat with that damn Malcome Schmidt and Vlad, I’d be completely happy.

“Maybe I need to put you across my knee,” I couldn’t help but growl at the thought of anyone else touching her, “and show you what happens to my woman when she gets ideas like that?”

Her breath slightly hitched, and her eyes flashed with desire.

“That’s an excellent idea.” She almost sounded like she was praising me, a challenge in her blue eyes. “When do you want to do it?”

Without warning, I flipped her over onto her stomach and a gasp left her full lips. She wore a pair of tight shorts and a slim tank top. I liked the way her ass shape was in my full view. But it made access to her pussy a bit more restricted. No matter though, I’d get those off.

“How about now?” I asked her and lightly smacked her butt. A giggle escaped her, and she wiggled under my hand pressure. My other hand trailed up her legs, her skin smooth under my rough hands. Her thighs instantly spread, her butt pushed into my hand as I got closer to her inner thigh. Like she was encouraging me to go higher, to be rougher. “Want me to show you now?”

“Yes,” her voice was moany. This woman was my perfect match, in every single way.

My finger slipped under her shorts and panties to find her soaking wet. I slid my finger inside her slick pussy and another moan left her.

“Should I punish you?” I murmured against her ear. “Or should I make you come all over my finger?”

“You could do both,” she answered, her voice breathy. Fuck, she was perfect and only mine.

I pulled off her shorts and panties in one move down her slim legs, her round ass at my full display. I wouldn’t last long before the need to plunge into her overwhelmed me.

“Get on your hands and knees,” I ordered her in a hoarse tone. She obeyed immediately.

Yeah, punishment would have to wait for another time. I was too eager to be inside her to play with her right now.

Smack.A loud moan echoed through the room, and her ass cheek turned slightly pink. I rubbed the spot, and she pushed her butt into my touch. Her juices trickled down her leg, and it was the most erotic sight ever.

I got rid of my boxers, poised my cock at her pussy and slammed into her hard. A groan left both of us. Being inside her was home. She was my home. I started plunging into her, her slick pussy welcoming my every thrust.

“You’re mine,” I groaned possessively.

“Yes. Oh God,” she panted. I kept thrusting hard, in and out.

“Tell me,” I growled deep. This was heaven, and only with her.

“I love you. I’m yours,” her loud moans were filling the room, the best music for my ears.

Her warm, wet pussy clenched around my cock, and it was glorious. My hand reached around fingering her clit as I kept slamming home into her welcoming, tight pussy. I was too rough, too demanding; both of us grunting. I would never get enough of this woman. When it came to Olivia, I was a greedy sinner.