Chapter Thirty-Five
S o many things were racing through my mind, but those thoughts were outweighed by the crushing need to possess her.
I’d just confessed to loving this woman I’d spent six years hating.
It was all too unbelievable until I held her in my arms and pressed my lips to hers.
There was only one thing better, and not wanting to rush it in this moment, I decided to insert two fingers into her instead of just sticking my dick in her.
She gasped out loud, the sound going straight to my balls and causing them to draw up tightly against me. Ekaterina would one day be the death of me, but if it were to happen, doing what we were doing now, it would be one hell of a way to go.
I leaned in and attacked the spot where her neck and shoulders met. I bit, tongued, and kissed along her flesh while positioning my fingers to the one spot I knew would make her come soon. As I worked on bringing her to the edge, I moved lower to her breasts.
I had one hand free to massage, pinch, and squeeze one of them, while I assaulted her other with my mouth. She was squirming now and mewling out sounds that resembled a purr. My puisín. I would never get tired of touching her...fucking her...loving her...
“Oh God, Kingston,” she cried out as her entire body tensed.
She was breathing heavily now as she tried her best to reach an orgasm. I wanted to make her climax, but not this early on. Maybe I just wanted her to suffer. Whatever it was, I slowly withdrew my fingers, earning a strangled cry from her lips.
“Noooo!”
“Shhh,” I murmured to her. “I know what you want, but I also know what you need.”
I thrust my fingers back inside of Ekaterina, and her head fell back.
She was bracing herself up with her hands, and I could tell by the way she was starting to slide, her orgasm was near.
It was then that I looked down at her glistening flesh.
Every inch of her was coated in a thin sheen of perspiration.
“I love making you so hot and bothered,” I said to her.
“You’re too damn good at...fuck...You’re killing me, Kingston. Please finish me off.”
I added a third finger, which had her lifting her lower body up as much as she could with me hovering over her. She was sexy as fuck riding my hand, and I wanted so badly for it to have been my cock instead.
A fiery heat was building at the base of my spine, and my cock was hard and throbbing as it bobbed against my abdomen with every move I made.
I slipped a fourth finger in, drawing out a silent cry.
Every muscle in her body, including those in her face, were strained, and I knew she wouldn’t be able to hold on much longer.
Yanking my fingers out, I quickly rose to my feet, then swung her up in my arms. From there, I barely made it to the top of the stairway before I pinned her against the wall, then dipped down and thrust up, filling her in one fluid motion.
“Yes, Kingston,” she chanted as I began to move.
We both needed to come in the worst of ways, especially after the last few days.
I didn’t delay any longer, and it didn’t take more than a few more thrusts to have her crying out my name as she came all over my dick.
I could feel the warmth of her cum as it coated my shaft, only increasing my own need to come.
“Puisín,” I cried out moments before I thrust into her and stilled as I reached my own orgasm.
And it was stronger than I’d anticipated it would be.
Perhaps it had been an unloading of all the anger, hurt, regret, and other emotional baggage that made it feel so much better and last so much longer.
I began to move inside of her as her pussy tightened around my cock to milk every drop of cum from me.
And when she had succeeded, my shaft hardened once more.
From there, I started to move again, only this time I slammed my mouth down on hers as I did so.
Our tongues immediately began to duel for control, but she eventually surrendered as I knew she always would. While a worthy opponent, she wasn’t my adversary anymore. I didn’t need to use sex as a way to hurt Ekaterina or bring her to heel. All I needed sex to do was get us both off.
And that was when she came again. This time, I was more patient, making sure to fuck her through that orgasm and into another before even considering coming again myself.
The moment her hands came up to my shoulders and neck, I reached down and spread her thighs as far apart as I could manage, then began to fuck her, only each time I bottomed out, I would stop, before repeating my actions.
She cried every time I slammed into her back wall, and for a moment, I actually wondered if I was hurting her. It was only when I looked into her eyes that I saw her pleasure. It was a torturous kind, but the half smile and look of bliss confirmed everything I already knew.
“I can make it hurt so good for you, puisín.”
“You already do,” she retorted, and I smirked.
“Oh, it could be so much better,” I warned.
“Any better, and I might explode from it all.”
I leaned in and nipped at her bottom lip before pulling out.
I collected her into my arms, then carried her over to our bed and tossed her onto it.
Ekaterina scrambled onto her hands and knees, then made a squeaking noise as I pulled her to the edge of the bed.
I ran my hand between her thighs to collect our combined fluids before bringing them to her ass as I slammed into her pussy.
As I slowly fucked her, I worked on stretching that tight ass of hers.
Coming inside of it would be even better.
“Have I redeemed myself in your eyes yet?” I asked her as I moved over her.
“A l-little,” she stammered.
“Well, I am still a very bad man, Ekaterina. And my cock can do very bad things to you.”
“B-bad things such as?—”
I slammed into her, then paused. “It can tear this pussy of yours wide open.”
“Yes,” she cried out, especially when I started to move again, albeit at my leisure.
“It can bring you to an orgasm in minutes. And multiple ones at that.”
“God yes, Kingston.”
I rolled my hips and made sure to trace every inch of her. “And it can stretch you wide.”
“Yes, King?—”
“And the things it can do to that ass of yours…”
“What things?”
I weaved one hand through her hair and fisted a handful of it as I wrapped it around my wrist. Her head was now turned to the side, and as I kissed my way to her ear, I responded. “You tell me, puisín.”
In that moment, I pulled out of her pussy, then slammed into her ass.
“Oh fuck,” she groaned out until I started to move. “It does hurt so good.”
“You loving me, and me loving you, will feel about the same, but nothing can change this between us. Whether I make love or hate fuck you, I’ll always make that pussy come, because it, and you, are mine. To hold...To have...To touch...To fuck...”
I pulled her head taut until she was yanked onto just her knees, then I began to fuck her hard and fast. Being inside of her like this was better than anything I had ever known, and I wanted to make it as good for her, so I reached around her body to stroke her clit until she twitched against me.
“Get ready to come all over my damn hand as I come in your fucking ass,” I said, then thrust four fingers inside of her. I wasted no time getting to her G-spot, and it only took another minute or two to get her to the edge. “Now,” I said when I had reached the same precipice as her.
“Kingston,” she cried out.
“Fuck!” I groaned through gritted teeth as her ass clamped down so tightly around me that I couldn’t even move. I didn’t need to, as those walls massaged my cock enough to push me over the edge as well.
I came, and as powerful as the earlier orgasm had been, this one had been ten times as good.
Ekaterina went limp right after, and I slowly untangled my fist from her hair.
Once I had freed it completely, I gripped her hips and slowly pulled out.
As I looked between us, the sight of my cum dripping from her ass made me hard all over again.
Of course, that had always been a perpetual state when around her.
Not long after, I went to get a few damp towels. After I cleaned us both up, I tossed them to the floor and crawled into bed with her. She turned to snuggle against my chest, and I felt a peace I hadn’t felt in a long time, if ever, wash over me.
“I love you, Kingston,” she said before yawning. Seconds later, she was fast asleep in my arms, and I held her there as I stared up at the ceiling. Soon, exhaustion claimed me as well, and I fell asleep with the woman I loved in my arms for the first time ever.