Page 72 of The Bratva's Knocked-Up Forced Bride
Every brush of his lips against my skin, every flick of his hips against mine, and every strained sound of his further intensified the moment and thickened the air in the room. Our panted breaths mingled in between my moans that grew ever-louder while I clung to him, head tipped back through the rush of sensations that consumed me.
In every way, he completed me.
His touch, his sounds, and the way he looked so close to falling apart at any moment served to heighten all of my senses at once, overloading me while I took in every flood of pleasure he pumped into me.
There were equal measures of desperation and tenderness in the way he entered me again and again, holding me tight and doing everything in his power to not give in too soon. I couldn’t even complain about how quickly he seemed to teeter on that line, aware of how much control I had over him in that sense.
With his tight grip on me, Ivan thrust harder and faster while my moans punctuated the otherwise stillness of the room, welcoming the mounting of my pleasure and the tightening of my lower stomach.
“Jesus Christ…” Ivan muttered, dropping his face to my neck while his fingers reached between my legs and circled against my clit. He grunted, maintaining the pace as well as he could while continuing breathlessly, “I fucking love you…god, I love you…”
His words, paired with his eager thrusts and the extra stimulation from his fingers, were my undoing.
My eyes rolled back while my breath caught, and my whole body tensed with the sudden crash of my second orgasm while it tore through me. A strangled cry escaped me as he pushed me over the edge, clenching around him with the force of my release.
Ivan groaned into my neck again from the constriction around him, and with a final stuttered thrust, he followed close behind, gracing me with his release.
Every moment of pleasant heat that consumed me inside and out left me feeling both full and satisfied while I lost myself in the moment.
Slowly, we both began to catch our breath, clinging to one another while the room quieted. He held himself up above me and placed light, gentle kisses against my neck while I came back down again.
With a hum, I eventually mustered the energy to pull back until our eyes met, and I smiled before softly kissing his lips instead.
Lacking hesitation, Ivan sighed into the kiss and threaded his fingers through my hair.
I soaked in every moment, wishing there was a way we’d be able to one day return to it. But of course, we could only bask in it and look back on the moment fondly. It was enough to know that time and place would stick with me forever.
With my heart full, I broke the kiss to murmur against his lips as the corners of mine pulled faintly. “I love you too…”
Through that quiet beat of peace between us, I caught the way Ivan’s breath seemed to falter before he hummed, and his lips were on mine again.
We both melted into the never-ending embrace, and despite having more places lined up to visit during our trip, I had the feeling we wouldn’t be leaving our suite very often moving forward.
And I wasn’t going to complain about it.
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