Page 56 of Keeping My Enemies Closer: Pt. 2

“Are you getting ready to cum for me, baby?”I grunted.

“Yes...”she answered, unashamed.

“Good girl,” I smirked.“Make a mess for me,lepestok.”

“Don’t stop...”she ordered.“Just...God, Kasimir...don’t stop...”

“Not until you cum for me,” I assured her.“Not until you make a mess all over this counter, baby.”

“Kasimir...oh, God...”she cried out just before she finally went over the edge, and I couldn’t stop the growl that escaped my throat as I felt her pussy tighten around me.“Oh, God...”

I didn’t let up until she was trying to push my hand away, the sensitivity becoming too much, and only then did I grab her thigh with my free hand again, cumming inside her while her body trembled all around my hard cock, the sight of her coming undone making me crave her even more.Watching Zoya cum unabashedly was always going to drive me just a little more insane, but I was okay with that.

“So fucking beautiful,” I hissed as we let our orgasms wash over us, the sensations lasting nowhere near long enough.“So goddamn beautiful.”

Not caring about the mess, once my dick began softening, I pulled out of Zoya’s pussy, and she dripped magnificently on the kitchen counter, and the sick part of me wanted to leave our combined releases on the counter forever.Of course, I didn’t, knowing that it’d humiliate Zoya to no end, and I’d never do that to her.

After I put my dick back in my pants, I helped Zoya to sit up, and she looked absolutely wrecked, which wasn’t a problem.I had no problem carrying her up to our bedroom or wherever else she wanted to rest after what just happened.

“We need to clean the counter,” she said before letting out a long, tired sigh.“This is so unsanitary, Kasimir.”

That got a chuckle out of me.“I’m not worried about it, but I’ll be sure to clean up since it means so much to you.”

Her brow scowled in thought.“Where are my panties?”

“In my pocket,” I answered.“I figured that you wouldn’t want them accidentally left behind for any of the guards or housekeepers to find.”

Zoya’s face turned a bright red.“Yeah, no...I wouldn’t want that.”

With her hair a wild mess, I reached up, then did my best to push the wayward strands from her face.“We’re getting married this weekend,” I informed her.“No more waiting,lepestok.”

Her hazel eyes looked warried but no longer scared like they used to.“Are you sure it’s not too soon?I mean, what’s the rush?”

“The rush is that I’m tired of not seeing my ring on your finger,” I answered honestly.“I’m tired of you still using your father’s last name, especially when he doesn’t deserve it.I’m also tired of the world not knowing that you’re mine in every way.”

Instead of saying anything to that, Zoya reached out, grabbed the fabric of my shirt, then dropped her head against my chest.My hands immediately went to her back, and I remained silent as I rubbed up and down, wishing that she didn’t have her dress on, so that I could feel her soft skin.

“You know, you have permission to fall apart whenever you feel the need, Zoya,” I told her.“It doesn’t make you weak to need a moment, whenever that moment may be.”

Pulling back, Zoya looked at me, her hazel eyes still looking wary, but also a bit tired.“I’m hoping that once I push past all that’s happened these past few weeks, I’ll no longer need a moment to fall apart.I’m hoping that God takes pity on me and spares me any more tragedies.”

I took her face in my hands before I placed a soft kiss on her lips.“And if He decides that you need to be tested again, just know that I’ll be here for whatever may come your way, Zoya.You are not walking this life alone, nor will you ever be.”

“And if anything were to ever happen to you?”she posed.“I mean, you don’t exactly lead a sedentary lifestyle.”

“True,” I conceded, grinning at her.“However, with or without the paperwork, you’re a Korolev now, and my family will always take care of you in the event of...any unpleasantness.”

Her brows rose.“Any unpleasantness?That’s how you’re phrasing your untimely death?”

My grin turned into a full-watt smile.“I was trying to be sensitive to your wariness.”

“How gentlemanly of you,” she deadpanned.

“Very,” I chuckled.

After a few seconds, I ran my hands over her thighs as I said, “I will always make sure that you’re taken care of, Zoya.Please believe that.”

She let out a deep sigh before saying, “I really fucking hope so.”