Page 98 of Born into Chaos

He gives a deep sigh. “I am.”

I look down at my winter robe. “But I’m completely covered.”

He gives me one of his sexy winks. “But I know what you look like underneath all that, and it’s you.” He shrugs and motions for me to come closer. “You could wear a paper sack, and it would still make me hard.”

I think about what he’s said, and then slowly open my robe. “So you’re saying I didn’t need to go through all this trouble?” I let the robe drop, enjoying the way his eyes darken and he sucks in a quick breath. “Want me to go find a paper sack instead?”

“Don’t you fucking dare,” he groans. “Jesus, Sveta, you look sexy as fuck, baby.”

I turn around and bend over enough to flash him. “You don’t think it’s too short?”

He groans while drinking in the sight of me and then gives me a wicked grin. “I’m not sure yet. Better bend over a little more.”

Smiling, I give him what he wants, bending all the way over so he can see every inch of me.

“No, definitely not too short.”

“Oh good, because I’m thinking about wearing it for Halloween.”

The horrified look he gives me has me laughing as I stand back up.

“That’s not funny,” he tells me.

“It kind of is.”

“Not at all,” he corrects. “No one sees this but me.”

As soon as I’m close enough, he grabs the bottom of my uniform and pulls me to him, slipping his hand between my thighs so he can cup my bare pussy. I groan at the possessive grip he has me in. It’s been way too long since he’s made me come, and as eager as I am for it, I want this to be about him.

Leaning over the bed, I’m careful to keep my weight off his chest as I press my lips to his and kiss him. He slides two fingers into me while he uses his other hand to cup the back of my head and pull me tighter against him. The kiss is hungry and deep while his fingers are gentle and teasing.

“This is supposed to be about you,” I say, trying to pull back, but he holds me still, not allowing me to leave.

“This is for me,” he growls against my mouth. “You have no fucking idea how much I love this. I’ve missed you so damn much.” He fingers me slowly, teasing me until my thighs are shaking. “I’ve missed this pussy, sweetheart. I missed how good it feels to have your tight cunt wrapped around me, I missed hearing how sloppy wet you get, and I missed the way you squeeze me when you come.”

He meets my eyes and his voice softens when he adds, “I missed how good you smell and the way you moan my name. I missed the sweet taste of you and the way you bite your lip when you rock your hips and chase after your own pleasure. I missed everything about you, Sveta. Every goddamn thing.”

Bracing my hands on either side of his head so I don’t collapse on top of him, I rock my hips against his hand.

“That’s my girl,” he praises when I bite my lip and grind against him, desperate for the high that only he can give me. “Use my hand, sweetheart. My greedy, greedy girl,” he murmurs against my lips. “Make a mess on me,pcholka.”

When he adds another finger and runs his thumb over my clit, Iexplode at his touch. The orgasm hits me hard, reminding me of how badly I’ve missed this, of how badly I’ve missedhim. His fingers slow, stroking me in a teasing rhythm that prolongs the ecstasy and makes me nearly weep with gratitude. He works my body, effortlessly throwing me into another orgasm, not letting up until my whole body is shaking and I’m panting against his lips.

“God, I’ve missed you,” I say, my words just as shaky as the rest of me.

He laughs and cups me tighter. “I’m glad I’m not the only one. I’ve been completely obsessed with you for so long, and I’d hate it if you didn’t feel the same way about me.”

I smile and say, “Yeah, that’d be pretty sad, wouldn’t it?”

“It’d be a real shame if I have to risk tearing my stitches because your ass is insisting on a spanking.”

“You wouldn’t dare.”

He grins and pulls his hand from my pussy so he can smack my ass. My cheek stings from the force of it.

“I can’t believe you just did that!”

“We both know you deserved it.” He gives me a wink and adds, “And that you enjoyed it. Tell the truth, sweetheart, you’ve been wanting me to do that since I first mentioned it in the car that one day.”

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