Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 33695 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 135(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33695 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 135(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
Now, as they strolled hand in hand along the beach, she couldn’t stop thinking about the feel of his hands on her body, or his cock. She’d never been the kind of woman driven by sex. She hadn’t been interested in guys at high school. Her focus had always been her studies and trying not to be a pain in the ass to her parents as they were dealing with Peter.
The sun was setting in the sky giving a beautiful orange hue, and she found it hard to look away. She didn’t want to look away.
“It’s stunning, isn’t it?” she asked.
“Yes, it is.”
There was a note to his voice and when she turned to look at him, she saw that he was looking at her and not the view.
“The sunset?”
“That’s okay,” he said.
“You’re being corny.”
He stopped and pulled her in close. “Am I?”
She couldn’t help but have her doubts.
Mikhail put his hands on the base of her back, but he didn’t linger there too long as he stroked down and went to her ass. He pulled her in close and pressed his cock against her stomach, and there was now no doubt what he was thinking about.
“Is sex always on your brain?” she asked.
“When it comes to you, that does seem to be the case.” He pressed kisses against her neck. “Tell me you’re not thinking about it.”
She was about to tell him exactly that, but then his teeth grazed across her pulse, and he nibbled down at just the right spot that made her gasp. Her nipples were incredibly tight and she sunk her teeth into her lip.
“Tell me I’m wrong.”
She wanted him. Putting her hands on his hips, she tried to push him away, but there was no way she could do that.
“Maybe I should stop?” he asked.
She growled.
This made him chuckle. “Tell me what you want, Galina?”
“I don’t know.”
“Then how about we find out together?”
She waited.
“Do you want me to stop touching you?” he asked.
His hands moved off her body, and she reached out, grabbing them and shaking her head, giving him a tut. This made him laugh even more.
“Don’t stop,” she said.
“You want my hands on your body?”
“Yes.”
He pushed some of her hair off her shoulder, and then pressed a kiss to the flesh he exposed. She felt him finger the strap of her dress. Slowly, he slid it down her arm and let it fall. Galina eased her arm out of the strap, and he did the same to the other side. Together, they pushed her bodice down and he groaned.
“Do you have any idea how pretty your tits are?”
She felt her cheeks start to heat. He slid his hands up and cupped them. “Do you want me to do this?” he asked.
“Yes.”
He stroked his thumbs across her nipples, and then he leaned down.
“What about my mouth?”
“Yes.”
He sucked on one of her nipples, then moved to the other. Mikhail let go of her tits and pushed the dress down past her hips so she wasn’t wearing anything. Today was the first day in her life she had decided to live a little dangerously, or at least to her it was a little on the dark side, as she hadn’t worn any bra or panties.
Mikhail let out a growl as he cupped her pussy. His slid two fingers inside her and she placed her hands on his back, sliding them up, to sink into his hair. She let him go as he stood up, and then he grabbed her hips, taking her down to the sand.
Galina reached between them, opening his linen pants, reaching inside to find that he also wasn’t wearing any boxer briefs, and she helped him ease out his cock.
He moved her hand out of the way, taking over, finding her center, and sliding in. Inch by inch, he thrust inside and Galina held onto him, looking into his eyes as he began to slowly make love to her. His movements were slow, deep, hard, and she matched him equally, thrusting hard and deep, wanting him, wanting this.
Mikhail took possession of her mouth, kissing her hard, and she gave him everything, knowing this was exactly what she wanted.
****
“How is married life treating you?” Peter asked Mikhail over the phone.
Mikhail looked toward the pool where his wife was taking a swim. He was impatient as she’d already looked up toward him, removed her bathing suit, and jumped into the water. His cock was rock-hard, and he wanted back inside her. He’d already extended his honeymoon by five days.
His father had been ready to come and collect them, but he wasn’t ready to leave. The moment they left the island, reality and the real world would sink in. For the last couple of days, he and Galina had been able to find this … peace, this middle ground, and he didn’t want to take it away. There was going to come a point where he would have no choice, but he was willing to wait as long as possible for that to happen.