Chapter Thirty-One
Maron
We make our way inside the mansion.
I can tell she’s a little tipsy as she looks around, taking in the scenery. "Not much has changed here."
"I can’t fucking believe you’re here, Mindy," I tell her, gently pressing her against the wall. She looks up at me, our faces close. I can almost feel her breath on my lips. And as I look at her, every fucking part of my being is begging me to close the gap between us. She’s even more beautiful than I remember.
"Well, I am," she whispers, smiling shily.
I lean in to kiss her.
It feels as effortless as breathing.
The weight of the last seven years evaporates in an instant, collapsing into a single moment. It’s like everything we’ve been through happened yesterday. Like we’re picking up from where we left off as if no time had passed at all.
She doesn’t resist. If anything, she responds with an urgency that matches my own. Her fingers thread through my hair and a soft moan escapes her lips as she draws me closer and closer.
I lose myself in the kiss, in the familiar yet electrifying touch of her mouth against mine. My hands explore the curves of her body, each caress awakening memories I’ve carried through our years apart. The distance between then and now dissolves, making those endless days of separation, those lonely moments of jerking off in the shower, feel like nothing more than a passing dream.
I break away from her lips and lift her in one fluid motion. She lets out a tiny shriek in surprise, but her arms instinctively wrap around my neck. "Let’s go upstairs," I growl, my voice rough with desire. My cock is rock hard and my heart races against my chest.
Reaching my bedroom upstairs, I kick the door shut behind us and press Mindy against it. My mouth moves to her neck, eagerly ravaging it. She gasps as I nip at her sensitive skin, her fingers digging into my shoulders.
"Fuck… Maron…," she pants.
We frantically tear at each other’s clothes, desperate to feel skin on skin. Buttons pop and fabric tears, but I don’t give a fuck. All I care about is getting this woman naked as quickly as possible.
"Take those off," I growl. "I need you fucking naked."
She doesn’t object. Her bra and her panties drop on the floor, landing on a pile.
Bozhe moy!
She’s a fucking goddess.
I look her over, devouring her stunning shape with my eyes, greedily taking in every perfect inch. I can’t believe how fucking incredible she looks. Motherhood has only intensified her beauty. Every one of her curves is immaculate. Her breasts heave with each breath, her nipples stiff and aching for my touch. They’re plumper than I remember, ripe and eager for my mouth to claim them. The sway of her hips, the silky expanse of her stomach, the clean-shaven pussy - all mine for the taking.
" Lisichka … You’re fucking stunning," I growl possessively.
Lisichka.
I haven’t said that word out loud for the last seven years. Yet, as she stands naked before me, it feels more fitting than ever.
Suddenly, my phone starts to ring. I have no idea where I left it but I know exactly who is calling. It’s Eva. I was supposed to change her ringtone and delete her number, I just hadn’t done it yet. But I can’t be bothered with that right now.
I rip off the remains of my shirt, tearing the fabric as I toss it aside. With one swift motion, I yank down my pants, letting my throbbing cock spring free.
Mindy’s eyes hungrily devour my body. She bites down on her plump lower lip as her gaze lingers on my rock-hard length. All the pent-up desire I’ve held for her over the past seven years consumes me like a raging inferno. The desire I tried so fucking hard to push down and hide from. All because I was too stubborn to admit it to myself. But now that she’s here, bare and ready in front of me, I can’t wait any longer. I don’t want to. I have to be inside her, right now.
I lift her again and carry her to the bed that dominates the room, as big as a boxing ring. I lay her down and crawl over her, caging her body with mine. Our lips meet again in a searing kiss as I settle between her thighs. The heat of her pussy radiates against my cock, and it takes every ounce of self-control not to thrust into her immediately.
I trail a series of tiny kisses down her neck and across her collarbone, making her body squirm. I take my time exploring her skin with my mouth, savoring every gasp and moan I draw from her lips. When I finally take an erect nipple into my mouth, she arches, bucking against me with a cry of pleasure.
"Fuck... Maron..." she whimpers as I kiss her breasts. Her moaning and the tone of her voice send a fresh surge of arousal through me. I continue to suck on her nipple, moving my fingers down to explore her hot sex. She trembles beneath my touch, her hips rising to meet my hand, desperate for more contact. Then, I slide two fingers into her slick pussy, and her head tips back, a guttural moan escaping her throat.
"Tell me what you want, lisichka ," I growl against her lips.
A flush spreads across her cheeks, "I need you to fuck me, Maron," she whimpers. "Fuck me hard.”
"That’s my girl." I smirk, positioning myself at her entrance and gently rubbing the head of my cock against her slick folds.
She’s soaking wet for me and it’s all the invitation I need. With one powerful thrust, I plunge into her. It’s like heaven on steroids. She cries out in ecstasy, her eyes rolling back as her nails rake down my back. Her walls clench around me, pulsating against my throbbing cock. I fuck her deep and hard like there’s no tomorrow, because frankly, I don’t know if there is. But don’t think of that now. I bury myself to the hilt inside her tight heat, both of us crying out at the overwhelming sensation. The years of separation dissolve in this moment of pure, raw connection.
Then, she wraps her legs around me, bucking her hips against mine in raw, wild movements. I fuck her with everything I’ve got, pouring all of my conflicting emotions into each wild thrust. All the grief, anger, and confusion I’ve been feeling fade away, turning into fireworks of sensation. In this moment, there’s only me and her, our bodies and souls melting into one another, seven years of longing dissolving in this perfect union of flesh and desire.
"You feel fucking incredible, lisichka ," I groan. "So fucking tight and wet for me."
I smack her ass, and she moans in response. Her nails are leaving angry red marks on my back, but I don’t care. The pain only spurs me on, mixing with pleasure until I can barely tell them apart. I grip her hips tightly, angling my thrusts to hit that spot deep inside her that makes her whole body tremble.
"Yes! Oh God, Maron, don’t stop!" Mindy throws her head back with a loud moan. "Fuck me harder!"
I keep pounding into her relentlessly. The headboard slams against the wall with each animalistic thrust. I briefly wonder if the entire household can hear us, but I can’t bring myself to care. Let them hear everything. Let them all know that this woman belongs to me.
"Maron," she gasps, back arching. "Aaaaaah… I’m going to come! I’m coming… fuck!"
"Then fucking… come for me, baby," I command. "Come all over my cock!"
My words push Mindy over the edge. Her back arches as she cries out my name, and her walls clench rhythmically around me. The sight and feel of her coming undone beneath me is all too intense, and I can feel my own orgasm building, coiling tight in my crotch. I let out a primal groan, and with a final, powerful thrust, I bury myself to the hilt and let go.
The orgasm tears through me like a fucking gunshot. I feel myself come deep between her legs, filling her with wave after wave of warm cum. We finish together, our bodies trembling and convulsing in a mind-blowing explosion of ecstasy. I’m gasping for air, sweat dripping down my body.
Then, as if on cue, the stupid phone rings again. And it’s the same fucking ringtone as before. I know it’s Eva calling, the last person I want to talk to. Especially now. The phone rings five times, then stops.
Good.
"That was…" Mindy stammers, gasping for air. "You are incredible," she purrs like an exhausted but content kitten.
"You’re not too bad yourself." I tease her, continuing to trail passionate kisses down her neck and shoulder. Then, I brush her hair aside, and hold her warm body tight against my chest.
That’s when my fucking phone with Eva’s ringtone rings for the third time.