Epilogue - Stefania
“Babe, do you know where my phone is?” I call toward the bathroom. “I can’t find it.”
He sticks his head around the shower door as I walk in. “Call it from my phone, but you don’t really need it today, do you?”
“No, I’m not taking it with me. I just want to message Talia and ask if we need to bring anything for the pool party.”
“Knowing Talia, all she’ll suggest is tequila,” he laughs, stepping out of the shower.
My eyes drag hungrily over his gorgeous body. We only just got out of bed. We spent the morning lost beneath the sheets until long after the sun came up, exploring each other’s bodies. But still, seeing him now, I instantly want more.
When my eyes drift up to his, he meets my gaze and looks amused.
“Do you want to go back to bed and skip the pool party?” he says, husky and enticing.
“Yes, actually. I kind of do,” I reply, stepping close to him and pressing myself against his dripping wet body.
He runs his hand down my back and cups it beneath my ass cheek, lifting me into his arms.
His lips meet mine, and my heart races.
But then he sets me down again, and with the cheekiest smile ever, he grabs a towel and starts drying off. “We should get going or we’ll be late.”
“Hey, you can’t…” I bite down, realizing he just did to me what I love doing to him. Teasing. Seeing how far I can push him. I admit there have been plenty of times when it backfired, and we did end up late for events.
“I see what you did there,” I grin.
“And… how does it feel?” he muses.
“It feels like you’ve just got yourself into a little bit of trouble,” I smile confidently, poking my finger into his chest.
“Is that so? What kind of trouble?” he grabs my wrist and pulls me close.
“The kind of trouble you’re going to regret,” I warn him.
“Mm. I’m not going to lie to you, cutie. That sounds like exactly the type of trouble I was looking for,” he slaps my ass really hard, and I yelp in fright, jumping away from him.
He really is asking for it. I stick out my tongue, still grinning, then run from the bathroom to find my phone.
***
Talia and Diomid are hosting the start of the summer pool party.
I’m wearing my favorite pink sun dress, because it’s the one that turns Marlen on the most, and beneath it I have my bikini on because there’s no way I won’t jump in the pool with how hot the weather already is.
“You wore this dress on purpose, didn’t you?” Marlen asks as we walk into the party.
“Of course, I did. I told you, you were asking for trouble,” I grin.
Talia and Angelika run over to hug me. “Yay, you’re here. You guys are always late!” Talia moans. “Did you bring the tequila?” she asks.
Marlen laughs and hands her a bottle of tequila. He winks at me and my heart somersaults.
Angelika grabs my hand and pulls me toward the pool. “We want to swim, but we waited for you,” she says, dragging me away from my husband.
The house is colorful, with everyone dressed on theme and wearing bright, happy colors.
Even the guys have been bold, choosing bright yellow shorts and neon green t-shirts.
Marlen is wearing blue shorts and a red t-shirt.
I told him it didn’t match, and he said that wasn’t the point.
I admit, even in his mismatched outfit, it’s hard to keep my eyes off him.
From the swimming pool, I float around, enjoying the cool water and watching our families interact.
It’s crazy how close we’ve all become. Through winter, we had cozy family dinners at our place because we have the biggest fireplace.
Then, in spring, we had family events at Timofey and Talia’s place because their entire garden was covered in the most colorful spring flowers.
Summer parties, it turns out, will be hosted by Talia and Diomid because their pool was voted the best for barbecues and volleyball.
They are right. The layout is perfect because from the pool I can still see everyone.
My eyes drift over my brother’s, standing around the barbecue, beers in hand, laughing with Marlen and Simon.
Valery swims up behind me, grinning as she stares across the party at Jaroslav. “I really love that man,” she smiles.
“Are all the men over there and all the girls in the pool?” I ask, just noticing it for the first time.
“Yip. We’re the fun ones,” Nikita calls out from the other side of the pool.
Angel and Talia are too busy dunking each other to hear any of this.
“Did you just say the girls are more fun than the guys?” Simon asks, shouting from the barbecue.
“Yes,” Nikita shouts back. “Without a doubt,” she laughs.
Not wanting to let us get away with such a shocking claim, the guys start running toward the pool.
Marlen pulls his shirt off and throws it aside just before he bombs drops into the water, closely followed by Simon, Jaroslav, and Diomid.
The pool turns to chaos and laughter.
Marlen grabs me and pulls me close to him, smirking.
“How’s the water?“ I ask.
“It’s great,” he says.
“Not too cold?” I grin mischievously as I push my hand between his legs and start playing with his cock.
“What the hell… Stef!” he mutters in a harsh whisper. But he doesn’t pull my hand away, and his cock grows hard in his swim shorts.
“You’re really dangerous, girl,” he murmurs against my ear.
“I just decided I’m done swimming,” I declare, biting my lip and kicking away from him.
“Stef!” he shouts, horrified. “Don’t leave yet,” he groans, smiling at my audacity.
I climb out of the pool, walking with an exaggerated sway of my hips, fully aware that his eyes are locked onto me.
Marlen stays in the pool for a while, leaning against the wall with his arms folded over the side. He won’t stop grinning at me. He looks like he has some naughty plan cooking in his thoughts. I love the games we play. I love that man more than anything.
***
Later in the afternoon, it’s almost time to start setting the table. I’ve got my sundress back on, and my bikini is hanging over a chair on the patio. I’m alone in the kitchen, cutting up the last few tomatoes to throw them into a salad.
Marlen comes up behind me and pushes against me. My body heats as his presses against mine. I moan quietly, enjoying this attention. Then, he slides his hand beneath my dress and brushes his fingers between my legs.
Except, as much as it turns my legs to jelly, he is the one who ends up more surprised.
“You’re not wearing underwear,” he groans desperately.
“Surprise,” I whisper, turning in his arms and wrapping mine around his neck to pull his lips onto mine.
My intention is to kiss him until he’s flooded with desire again, hard against me, and then to leave. I want to do this all afternoon so that when we get home, he’s unable to wait another second and will drag me to our bed to have his way with me.
By teasing him, I’m teasing myself, but that’s half the fun.
My lips move against his, and his cock begins to harden against my stomach. A soft moan slips from my lips as my pussy heats with yearning for him.
If we were home alone, he would have lifted me onto the kitchen counter and taken me right there. But we’re not, so he can’t.
A smile slips onto my lips, and I push my hands against his chest.
“I’ve got to go set the table,” I smirk. His jaw drops open. “Don’t you dare. Not again,” he warns me.
“Sorry, I’m just really busy today,” I giggle.
Slipping around him, I head for the door, but I don’t take more than two steps before he grabs me and throws me over his shoulder. I squeal with laughter, banging my fists against his back. “Put me down, you’re crazy. What are you doing?”
His hand slides over my ass, and his fingers tease me as he carries me down a passage toward the other side of the mansion.
“Marlen,” I gasp, when he slips his finger inside me as I hang upside down over his shoulder.
“What’s wrong, cutie?’ he muses, pushing his finger deeper into me. I shudder with pleasure, and my breath catches. He carries me into the guest bedroom and closes the door behind us.
Marlen throws me onto the bed, and before I have a chance to get up, he grabs my ankles and flips me over so that I’m face down on the blankets.
He’s on top of me in a flash, shoving my legs apart with his hips, his rock-hard cock pushing between my ass cheeks.
“You know what happens when you tease me, Stefania,” he growls against my ear, and my body spikes with feverish lust.
I arch my ass up to push into him. I shouldn’t. But I’m past the point of being able to stop.
He reaches down and drags my dress over my hips, leaving me naked and vulnerable to him. I feel him tugging his shorts open as he growls with pleasure at the sight of me.
“Marlen, someone will hear us,” I murmur, my fingers digging into the blankets as he grabs his cock in his hand and rubs it between my legs. “Oh,” I gasp.
“Do you want me to stop, cutie?” he asks. But I know he won’t, even if I say yes. He wouldn’t dare.
He reaches over my head and grabs my wrist, pulling them behind me and locking them together in the curve of my back.
I groan in desperation as he keeps teasing me. Pushing the tip of his cock inside me, then pulling out again.
I arch more urgently against him, and he laughs, devilish and sexy.
“I always win these games, Stefania. You know this pussy belongs to me, and I will claim it whenever I want to,” he tells me, sending a shiver of delight through me.
“Please fuck me,“ I beg, unable to take it anymore.
“You should beg, little one. Let me hear it. How badly do you want my cock?”
“Please, I want you to fuck me so hard you break me,” I beg. “I need you, Marlen, please.”
My voice is shaking and desperate. My body is shivering beneath him.
When he thrusts into me, it sends my mind spinning away from me.
I cry out at the pleasure of it, lost in him as his cock plunges deep into my pussy.
I arch against him as he slides out and shoves himself into me again.
With one hand, he holds my wrists behind my back, with the other, he grabs a handful of my hair and pulls my head back. Then he rides me.
His cock slams into me over and over again. He fucks me hard and fast. Every time he pushes into me, he grunts with pleasure and lust. He sounds like an animal, ravaging its prey.
My pussy stretches open for him and locks over him.
The absolute carnal pleasure of it is overwhelming, and because we’ve spent all day teasing each other, I’m already on the verge of orgasm.
My legs begin to shake, and Marlen snarls, “Yes, my love, come all over my cock. Let me feel your beautiful pussy.”
His words are my undoing and my body’s release. Wave after wave of ecstasy rolls over me as I spasm, his cock deep inside me, rock hard and shooting hot come into my body.
Marlen climbs off me and reaches down to pull me off the bed.
“I didn’t exactly plan to do that, but you…” He shakes his head, wrapping his arms around me. I grin, looking up at him. “I’m too beautiful to resist?”
“You’re the most gorgeous fucking thing I’ve ever seen,” he says, grabbing my jaw and kissing me passionately.
When he stops, my heart is racing.
“Do you want to go again, or go get something to eat?” he muses.
“You’re insatiable,” I giggle.
“Only for you, my love. I will never get enough of you. I love every part of you. Heart, body, and soul. You are mine, you know that, right? Mine forever.”
I bite my lip and nod. “I love you forever, Marlen. I never want to be without you.”
“And you never have to, cutie,” he grins, picking me up in his arms and carrying me out of the room.
*****
THE END