Stepan
My chest feels impossibly full as I dip my head to kiss Marina again and again.
I'm reeling, so in shock that she's saying eyes to me instead of pushing me away this time.
And it has nothing to do with saving my ass from this mess I've gotten myself into.
Marina is everything to me, and knowing she wants me like I want her is more than I could ever have hoped for.
She kisses me back as she grabs my lapels, soaking the fabric, but I don’t push her away. I'd let her ruin every suit I own if it means I get to keep kissing her like this.
"You really mean it?" I murmur against her mouth between kisses. "You're gonna be my wife?"
I slide my tongue against hers, and she makes that little sound in her throat that always drives me crazy.
The bathwater sloshes around her as she shifts closer to the edge of the tub.
Bubbles cling to her skin, sliding down her breasts and over her nipples, which are already tight from the cool air hitting them.
I keep kissing her, one hand moving from her cheek down to her neck, then lower, tracing the wet curve of her shoulder. She arches into my touch, and I feel her shiver. "I love you," I tell her again, because I can't say it enough. "I love you so much, Rina."
"I love you too," she whispers back, fingers working at the buttons of my shirt clumsily.
She gets a few open before I take over, shrugging out of my jacket first and tossing it aside.
I kiss her harder, moving from her lips to her jaw, then down to her neck where I can feel her pulse racing under my tongue.
She gasps when I nip at her skin, and her hands slide into my hair, tugging me closer.
I love the way she pulls at me, like she can’t get enough.
It's hungry and desperate and every bit the way I want her—craving me.
I reach down into the tub with my free hand, finding her thigh.
Her legs part for me without hesitation, and I groan into her mouth as my fingers brush against her center.
"You want me to touch you?" I say low against her ear.
"Did you lock the door?" she whispers, but her hips are grinding on my hand.
"No... Should I?" No one's going to come in here, but I'll do it if she wants me to.
"No, touch me now." Her insistence coupled with the way this is turning me on keeps me glued in place.
I stroke her gently, teasing her soft folds, feeling how slick she is. She moans and rocks her hips toward my hand, chasing the touch, so I give her what she wants, circling her clit with my thumb while I slide one finger inside her. She is so tight, clenching around me right away.
"Step," she breathes, letting her head fall back. Her tits glisten with a thin sheen of moisture and I can’t resist leaning down to take one nipple into my mouth, sucking gently while I keep working my fingers between her legs.
She tastes like soap but I swirl my tongue around her hard peak until she's whimpering.
Never in my life have I wanted anyone to want me so badly, and knowing she does makes me want to give her the world. Starting with this orgasm I can feel building in her core.
I add a second finger, curling them just right, until she moans and her body jerks in the water.
The sloshing gets louder as she moves with me, her hips lifting to meet every thrust of my hand.
I keep kissing her everywhere I can reach—her collarbone, the swell of her breast, back up to her mouth when she turns her head to find me.
She kisses me desperately, tongue tangling with mine, and her inner walls flutter around my fingers, gripping me tighter with every stroke.
"Mmm, yes, like that," she pants. "Faster... yes..."
"God, I'm gonna make you come so hard." I bite down on her pulse point then lick it to soothe the burn, and as the pinch hits her she clenches.
I pump my fingers in and out of her, matching the rhythm to the way her hips roll, and the water splashes higher now, soaking the front of my shirt completely. She feels incredible around me, so responsive and eager, her body opening up more with each movement.
I press my thumb firmer against her clit, rubbing harder and making her thighs tremble. She's so close her eyes shoot open and she claws at the back of my neck. "Shit... oh, God."
Marina's body is on fire, so eager to have me, she's grabbing my wrist, pulling me deeper, and I can feel my dick so hard, it hurts. I want to be in her, but I temper my lust to push her closer to the edge.
She arches her back, thrusting her breasts toward my mouth again, and I switch to the other nipple, sucking harder this time as I twist my fingers inside her.
The sounds she makes are pure pleasure, little gasps and moans that echo in the bathroom, and I drink them in.
I can feel how close she is now, her muscles tightening around my fingers rhythmically, and I don't let up, thrusting them deeper, curling them to hit that spot that makes her whole body jolt.
"That's it," I murmur against her lips. "Come for me, Rina. Let me feel you."
She does, with a sharp groan that's loud enough, other people in this house might hear.
Her body tenses, then shudders hard, her legs clamping around my arm as she comes apart.
I keep moving my fingers through it, drawing it out for her, loving the way she pulses and floods around me.
The water splashes over the side of the tub now, soaking my pants, but I don't stop until she's trembling and gasping, her eyes half-closed in bliss.
"Fuck, you're so gorgeous when you come." Her head is thrown back, eyes shut, and the way her mouth hangs open is erotic. Makes me want to slide my dick down her throat.
But I ease my fingers out of her slowly, not pulling away completely, and I keep kissing her through the aftershocks, soft on her mouth, then on her neck, then back to her lips again. She's still breathing hard, hands clutching at my shoulders, and I love how she clings to me like this.
I kiss her deeper, my tongue sliding against hers again, and she responds with a soft sigh, her body melting into mine even more. Her fingers tug at my wet shirt, pulling me closer, and I let her, pressing my chest against the edge of the tub so I can feel her naked breasts against the damp fabric.
"Mmm, God, you're good at that," she moans. "Do it again..."
She rocks her hips again, brushing against my hand still resting between her thighs, and I smile against her mouth, giving her one last gentle stroke before I stand up. She looks up at me with those dazed, satisfied eyes, and I can't resist.
I reach into the tub and lift her out, water streaming off her body and making a mess of the floor.
She's lighter than she looks, or maybe it's just the adrenaline rushing through me.
She wraps her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist, still wet and slippery, and I carry her out of the bathroom toward the bedroom.
"You're gonna make a mess," she warns.
"I'll get it all inside you," I tell her gruffly, gripping her thighs tightly.
Drops of water trail behind us on the floor, as I kick the bedroom door shut with my foot and head straight for the bed.
I set her down on the edge of the mattress, and she leans back on her elbows, watching me with a smirk.
Her hair is damp and messy, sticking to her shoulders, and her skin is flushed pink from the bath and the orgasm.
She looks like a goddess, and I need to be inside her more than I need my next breath.
I strip off my clothes as fast as I can, my hands shaking a little from how bad I want her.
The shirt goes, then the pants and boxers, everything kicked aside in a heap.
My dick is already hard, aching for her, and when I step between her spread legs, she reaches for me right away.
Her fingers wrap around me, stroking, and I groan at the feel of her hand.
"You're so beautiful," I tell her, leaning down to kiss her again. "I can't get enough of you."
Marina pulls me closer, guiding me to her entrance. "You haven't had me yet," she says with a grin. "I want you in me."
I push in, feeling her stretch around me, and she moans into my mouth as I sink deeper, her legs wrapping around my hips to pull me in all the way.
We both sigh when I'm fully inside her. I stay there for a moment, just savoring her heat, the way she clenches around me like she never wants me to leave.
Then I start to move, pulling back and thrusting back in.
"God, you feel amazing," I groan as I brace one hand on the bed beside her and the other on her hip, holding her in place while I drive into her deeper. The ease of this glide is incredible, she has no idea what this does to me.
She arches her back, pushing her tits up toward me, and I bend to suck on her nipple again, while I keep fucking her.
"Yes, like that," she gasps. "Oh, God." Her whimpers and mewling sounds drive me insane.
I couldn't stop if I wanted to. She feels too good.
Sealing this moment by being intimate is the best feeling in the world.
I feel like I could die right now a happy man.
She meets every thrust with her own hips rolling up, taking me as deep as she can, and the slick sounds of our bodies meeting only makes it more erotic.
I straighten up a little, looking down at where we are joined, watching the way she takes me over and over.
It's hard to believe this act that makes me feel so incredible also made a life inside her.
"I love you," I say again, my hips never stopping. "God, you're gonna have my baby."