“Oh, I know.” I walked out onto the deck, knowing I’d have difficulty waiting. As I stared at the ocean lapping at the shore, a peace swept over me. I knew Tatiana was smiling from the heavens above. I closed my eyes, saying my last goodbye to the past, promising her that Dimitri would always know who his real mother had been and how special she was.
Minutes later, I walked back inside, my heart racing. She turned to watch me as I unfastened my belt buckle, taking my time once again. I wanted tonight to last as long as possible.
Willow took several deep breaths as I approached, clenching her fists around the comforter. I patted her bottom, rubbing my fingers across her skin before taking my position. I issued two strikes in a row, the cracking sound echoing in my ears.
She curled the material in her fingers even more but remained in position, her back rising and falling.
I smacked her bottom four more times, keeping an almost perfect rhythm, intoxicated by the scent of her. As I caressed her skin, the building heat created a wave of excitement. I became lost in the moment, striking her several more times, making certain I hit her exactly in her sit spot.
A moan slipped past her lips as she kicked both legs up and down. “Wow. That burns.”
“Exactly, my sweet. You’re doing so well.”
She beat her fists against the comforter, moving back and forth. “Ugh.”
I bit back a smile as I continued the spanking. “Ten more.”
“Ten? So mean.”
“Count them for me.” I smacked her with two more.
“One and two, sir.”
My cock was throbbing, the fire roaring deep within. “Excellent.” I delivered four more in a row, finding it difficult to focus.
“Three and… four and… Five. Six. Sir.” She kicked out again, almost immediately trying to maintain her position.
When I issued the last four, I could no longer think clearly, the hunger I felt for her all-consuming, the beast from deep within clawing at the surface.
“Seven, sir. Eight and um… Nine. Ten!”
I pitched the belt to the side, taking deep breaths as I inched closer, twisting and turning the ginger several times. “You did very well.” As I removed the piece, tossing it into the trash, she moaned sensually, sliding her arms over her head.
I could wait no more, my patience destroyed by her beauty. I crawled onto the bed, turning her over and yanking the pillows away. I cupped her jaw, allowing my thumb to brush back and forth across her lips. “My wife. All mine. Forever.”
“Yes.”
As I lowered my head, pressing my lips against hers, I’d never felt such a sense of family. Or home. No matter where life took us, we would be together. I crushed my mouth over hers, drinking from her in a brutal manner, our tongues entwining.
She reached for me, pressing one hand against my chest and sliding the other around my neck. Her gentle tug on my hair was so sweet, so damn special. I felt her love in every touch.
The kiss was more passionate than ever, our connection strong and vital. I eased my hand down to her breast, cupping and squeezing as she arched her back. When I took her nipple between my thumb and forefinger, pinching and twisting, she whimpered into the kiss. I bit down on her lower lip, sucking as I crawled my hand to her other breast, repeating the move.
She slid her hand down the length of my chest, wrapping her fingers around my cockhead. The woman had no idea what she did to me. When she twisted her hand back and forth, creating a wave of friction, I nearly lost it.
I broke the connection, easing on top and yanking her legs around my waist. “Now, I fuck you.”
“I thought you weren’t hungry for me,” she purred.
Such a temptress.
Such a rebellious woman.
I growled in a savage manner before sliding the tip of my cock past her swollen folds. “I think you need another lesson in who’s boss.” I threw my head back, trying to curtail my animalistic roar as I thrust the entire length of my cock inside. Her pussy muscles clenched immediately, pulling me in even deeper.
“Oh. Oh!” She arched her back once again, her knees digging into my sides as I rocked her, plunging in and out.
“Wet and tight.”
“Mmmm… And you’re so big.”
Her eyes shimmered in the moonlight, her porcelain skin luminescent. I took my time, filling her completely as she studied me, her mouth pursed.
I wanted nothing more than to please her, to give her everything she’d ever desired, but my yearning for her continued to build to the breaking point. I became the savage I’d always been, thrusting with wild abandon. She met every brutal plunge, her fingers digging into my skin. I could devour every inch of her.
“Oh, yes. Yes.” She tossed her head from side to side, her breathing scattered, the mewing sounds sweet music.
“Are you ready to come for me?” I managed, almost breathless from my longing.
“Uh-huh. I mean, yes, sir.”
I shifted the angle, yanking her legs up even farther. She bit back a cry as I pummeled into her, skin slapping against skin, hearts racing. We were as one, the electricity soaring.
“Oh, I can’t… Please let me come.”
“Such a bad little girl.” I waited a few more seconds until I knew I’d have difficulty holding back much longer. “Come for me, my love. Come on my cock.”
She took several deep breaths, her mouth twisting and the moment she jerked up from the bed, I covered her mouth with mine. The feel of her muscles clamping then releasing was divine, driving me straight into my own moment of rapture.
Her single orgasm became a beautiful wave, pushing me even closer to my own climax. My entire body shuddered, my muscles tense and a series of vibrant hues flashed in front of my eyes just as I erupted, filling her with my seed.
Willow clung to me, locking her feet together, keeping me close as my entire body shook from the almost violent release.
When I finally eased back, I could see tears in her eyes. “Did I hurt you?”
“Of course not. You made a promise to me that you never would,” she whispered, rubbing the tips of her fingers across my cheek.
“Then what?”
“I’m happy.”
I exhaled, finally giving her a smile, but I knew something was wrong. “I’m glad.” I rolled off yet kept my arm wrapped around her protectively.
She nuzzled against me, caressing my skin in such a delicate manner. “I have something for you.”
“Something, eh?” I chuckled darkly.
“A wedding present.” She lifted her head. Her eyes sparkled, even in the dim lighting.
“You are my present.”
A smile crossed her face as she slipped out of bed, pulling me with her. “Wait here, impatient man.”
I allowed her to slip out of my hands, her bare feet dancing to the music of her heart as she backed away from me.
I took a deep breath, savoring the moment.
She returned only a few seconds later, both hands behind her back.
“Hmmm… Must not be a huge present,” I commented, watching her facial expressions. I remained on edge, uncertain of what to expect.
“Looks can be deceiving. You know that.” She inched closer, her eyes never leaving mine.
“All right, naughty girl. Out with it.” I held out my hand, giving her a stern look.
Willow closed her eyes as she presented the special gift. “I hope you like this.”
As I took it out of her hand, moving toward one of the candles, I fell against the dresser, gasping for air.
“Moye serdtse poino,” I whispered, barely able to speak. I’d never been a man of faith, could never believe that I was deserving of miracles, but tonight had changed everything.
She opened her eyes, wringing her hands and her expression full of fear. “You’re not happy? Oh, God, I…”
“Shush,” I said as I took her hands into mine. “What I said was my heart was full.”
This wasn’t a gift that could be purchased in any store.
This wasn’t something that could be returned.
This was the ultimate gift of a lifetime.
The tiny blue and white stick held a promise of the future, a healing of our past. Together, just the four of us.
A child.
Our child.
A beautiful gift that I would protect with my life.
And may God help anyone who tried to break us apart.
The end.