His heart quivered.

She was soft, welcoming him with lush curves to cushion his hard muscles.

Too welcoming for one night of sex.

Pinning her hands above her head, he held her still. “Spread your legs for me,” he ordered.

Her eyes fluttered into slits as she slowly opened for him.

Fucking gorgeous.

His muscles locked to deny the pleasure of her ready compliance that tightened his balls. He needed to fuck her, bury himself so deep she wouldn’t know where she started and he ended. Without soft words, he took his dick in hand and rubbed the engorged glans between her wet slit, spreading their combined juices. He tapped her clit with the head of his dick, and she moaned. Ready. Hot for him. Still, he hesitated at her entrance.

Her hips tilted upwards in invitation, and she threw his words back at him, “We’re not lovers, remember?”

Holding her gaze, he pushed into her until her slippery entrance clamped around the head of his dick like a vice. She moaned a throaty, raspy sound that tormented his dick, making it throb, and Alexei closed his eyes to savor her tightness as she milked him.

When she arched beneath him, drawing another inch of his length into her channel, it was too much and he thrust forward, sinking more than halfway inside of her.

“Alexei!” Her eyes widened in surprise.

Her pussy fluttered around his shaft. He held still while her climax threatened to pull him under. It was all he could do not to let go as if this were his first time. As much as he wanted to deny the truth, this moment between them wasn’t just sex, and it sure as hell wasn’t meaningless.

His mouth covered hers in a hungry kiss, swallowing the final moans of her pleasure. Alexei wanted it all. Moans, screams…his name on her tongue. He plundered her mouth just as he eased his dick out until his glans kissed her opening and he thrust himself back in.

He captured those cries too. Their coupling became frantic. Hard.

She met each of his powerful strokes, gripping his ass painfully in her hands.

He loved it. Wanted all of her marks on him. When she wrapped her legs around his hips, he growled. “Ni, malo svitla.” He held the back of her knees, pressing them against her shoulders. “I want you open for me. I want to see you gripping my dick as I pound that sweet little pussy.”

The new angle took him deeper.

“Alexei…I…I—”

“That’s it, baby, come for me.”

His balls grew heavy just as her pussy fluttered, gripping him so tightly he whimpered. He was a fool to think once in her bed would be enough to sate his hunger for Candice. He was wrong.

“Givno!” He pulled out, coming on her stomach and her breasts before falling forward to his elbows and taking her mouth in a greedy kiss. Candice might hide behind her wit and sarcasm, but she was a sensual, responsive woman that deserved to be ravished.

“Are you alright?”

She flushed and nodded yes.

Even sprawled beneath him, his cum between them, she still blushed.

“Can I get cleaned up now,” she asked, pulling her lower lip between her teeth. It both excited him and made him furious that she expected him to walk away…that she expected nothing after the pleasure she’d just given him.

The emotional barrier he was trying to keep in check crumbled. “Not until you’ve taken as much from me as you’ve given. Not until you’ve had at least five more orgasms,” he said and felt his dick stir at the possibility. “Not until your pussy only knows my dick.”

“But—” She sucked in a sharp breath. “You don’t mean that.”

He growled. “This is the only way you’re getting clean.” He wiped a droplet of cum that had landed on her cheek with his forefinger and held it between them.

She stared at his digit with the same longing he had when he’d first taken off her panties and seen her wet glistening pussy.

“Taste me,” he said, holding his finger up to her lips, and his eyes darkened as she sucked his cum-smeared finger between her lips.