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Kostya shoved her legs apart and looked down. So pretty, so wet, and all his. He placed his cock at her entrance.

“Fuck me,” she groaned as he jerked away from her. “Condom!” He leaped off the bed and grabbed at the strip of condoms he’d left on the nightstand sometime during the night. He bit one open and came back. Lark was writhing on the bedspread. Even through his sexual haze, he couldn’t help but glory in the fact that he had Lark Sorensen waiting for him with as much eager anticipation as he was feeling.

I am such a lucky bastard!

As soon as he knelt down between her spread thighs, she reached for him, pulling him down, but he wasn’t having any of it. Lark was a petite little thing; what’s more, they’d played hard last night so she had to be sore, so he was damn well taking his time.

She saw him pause.

She drew up her knees and lifted her head. “What part of hurry did you not understand?”

Kostya laughed.

How does she keep making me laugh?

“I understand the concept,sólnce,but I’m the man so we’re doing it my way.” He said it just to piss her off. It was so much fun pissing her off.

She struggled to push up onto her elbows, but before she could, Kostya leaned over and bestowed the gentlest of kisses on her lips. Then he raised his head until her dazed eyes locked with his. “I’m teasing, Lark. In here, in the bed we share, we are always equals. Having you with me is a gift that I will never take lightly.”

Her smile was beautiful.

He settled down beside her and lifted her leg over his hip. For long moments, they just hugged, breathing in one another’s scents, finding peace as they listened and felt one another’s heartbeat.

Kostya finally reached between them and found her slick and ready for him, but he tested her with his fingers, watching her closely for any signs of distress.

“I’m fine, you oaf.” She hit his chest and laughed.

Kostya slowly rolled them over and she rested on top of him. “So now I’m in charge, right?” she asked as she raised her eyebrow and positioned her core above his hips.

“If you think you can handle it.” He smiled.

The way she fondled his cock as she placed it at the mouth of her vagina had him sweating. Now he was the one wanting to shout, ‘Hurry’. But he didn’t. He loved watching her enjoy this moment as she slowly slid down, taking just half of his aching erection before pulling back up. Then she pushed back down, taking a little more.

She pulled back up again. Her eyes closed, a blissful smile on her face.

“Why are you punishing me?”

She shoved down harder and her smile got bigger.

“Shhh, I’m concentrating.”

I always wondered how I was going to die.

Kostya couldn’t take his eyes off Lark. Her expression was rapturous and because of the way her breasts swayed he was sure he was going to start drooling.

Up and down.

Up and down.

Up and all the way down.

“Fucking finally!” he roared as he sat up and grabbed her around the waist.

Her eyes shot open. “What?”

At last, he was completely sheathed inside her warmth. He shoved up with his pelvis and Lark arched backward over his arms. Her breasts thrust up for his delectation, but that wasn’t what he wanted. He grabbed her hair and brought her mouth up so he could slam his lips onto hers.

Need.