Chapter 33: Chapter 33

Zenovia

My heart just thumped so hard inside my chest when I saw Maksimillian in the suite when I came up after dinner. I had no idea he’d be back tonight. After all, he said he wasn’t sure when he’d come back.

Our eyes held for some moments before he crossed the room to where I was. I hadn’t even closed the door yet, and here he was, caging me in his muscled arms.

“Zenovia! I missed you so much!” he whispered.

His arms were tight around me that I could barely breathe. I wriggled out of his embrace to look at him. He was truly here. For real. Safe and sound.

“I saw on the news there was another attempt on your life!” I roved my eyes up and down his body, but he seemed to be in perfect health. “Were you wounded?”

He shook his head and smiled, pushing the door close and locking it. “Were you worried about me?”

‘Who wouldn’t?’ my mind screamed.

I was ready to say something else, opening my mouth, but he covered it instead with his. It made me gasp and moan. He unzipped my blue-green sundress and peeled his own shirt and pants, leaving nothing on our bodies. Then, he effortlessly carried me only to gently push me against the wall with my legs wrapped around his waist and my arms encircled on his neck.

“Ahh! Maks!” I tore my lips away from his. “I’m not ready!” I told him.

The tip of his hard length was trying to enter me, but I wasn’t wet. Yet.

Yes, I was excited, but my body was just… not!

Maksimillian paused and kissed my lips aggressively instead. “What are you suggesting now?” he whispered in question.

I could feel the urgency he felt to sink his hot and passionate manhood into my body. Doamne! He didn’t lie when he said he missed me. I missed him, too. But I was just not aroused yet. At least not now.

“I-I have the lubricant Antonia gave me. I can use it,” I indicated and chewed my inner cheek as he stared at me, a little breathless.

“Okay, if you want.”

“I need it, Maks.”

“Zenovia, tell me honestly. What’s really your problem?”

“I already told you.”

“No, you didn’t tell me the details. You just told me you have a problem with your body but not the whole story. Or the details.”

“I have endometriosis. It’s chronic. I’m told there’s no cure, but there are treatments.”

His brows furrowed.

“It means, I have implants of tissue outside my uterus, and they formed as scar tissue. It’s mild and had been taken out over a month ago. You might have noticed I have a small scar on my belly. But who knows what’ll happen next? That’s why I want to get pregnant right away because time will come and I’ll eventually become infertile, Maks.” My eyes stung as I explained to him. “I-I just want this baby so bad! Please!” ‘I don’t want to be alone!’ my mind added silently, over and over again. I could feel the weight in my heart, as well as the fear of being alone in the future.

Tears rolled down my cheeks as I stared back at him; my lips and chin quivered. I had no idea what was on his mind right now, but he looked at me with sympathy.

“Zenovia,” he whispered that my heart trembled.

I swallowed and blinked fast. He kissed my tears slowly, and I was barely aware that he brought me to the nearest furniture, the long couch. He sat down with me on his lap. He looked at me with such tenderness in his sea-green eyes. His hand gently caressed my face and cupped it.

“We’ll try and try until you and I will have that baby, all right?” he murmured softly, looking deep into my eyes.

I gulped again and nodded. “But I think I need that lubricant right now, Maks,” I reminded him.

“Okay. Okay. I’ll get it for you. Just tell me where it is,” he said, standing up after letting me sit on the leather upholstered couch.

“It’s in the inside pocket of my luggage bag. It’s a blue-and-white box with an English label, so you won’t miss it.” I watched his naked ass go to get the lubricant. It was the one that could help me get pregnant actually. I just hadn’t tried it with him yet.

He was back after closing the walk-in closet where I placed the luggage. In his hand was the rectangular box, and he was glancing at it while walking towards me. I thought he looked funny as he did it, with his now semi-hard-on displayed. Seriously, he still looked huge to me.

He knelt in front of me, between my spread legs. My back was leaning against the couch, and I was watching him.

My heart drummed in my chest, with my face growing hot. It was kind of embarrassing with my current predicament. My life was really crap! Not normal at all! I couldn’t have sex like any other normal women my age.

When he finished reading the instructions, he chose 2g to fill the tube in the applicator. Then, he looked at me. “Ready?” The applicator was prepared to be inserted inside me.

I pushed down the spit in my throat and nodded to him. “You can enter the tube now,” I told him.

I heard him cuss as he slowly inserted the tube in my core. My hands gripped the edge of the couch, and he raised his eyes to look at me.

“Fuck, Zenovia. I wish I’m the one that’s inside you right now, not this fucking thing!” he mumbled.

“Damn you, Maks! Just you wait after this and you’ll be inside me, okay?” I felt the coolness of the lubricant inside, announcing its presence there.

Maks slowly withdrew the applicator and put it aside, on the center table where the box was placed as well. He leaned forward to kiss me.

“Sorry, I can’t wait. I just want you so much, Zenovia!” he apologised, kissing me hard that took my breath away. With it, he raised one of my legs against his shoulder and knelt one knee on the couch.

When I looked at his member, I saw that it was more erect than a little while ago. I could just gasp at how fast he was aroused again. And I moaned when he prodded into my core. He paused for a moment and slowly moved inside me, staring at my face. I guess we both were feeling at the strangeness of the lube at first.

Maksimillian fully pulled back and sank again. This time, he grunted. “Fuck. It’s a little odd, but it’s really good, moye solntse,” he said, smiling.

I bit my lower lip, feeling his massive erection slip in and out of my femininity. It was good, and I began to feel aroused as he drove in and out. I bit my lower lip and suppressed a groan when he went deeper.

“Are you okay?” he asked, pausing a moment.

I nodded at him. “You can make it rough if you want. I’m fine,” I told him.

He did so, giving me a grateful look, with admiration. “Ohh… moye solntse!” he grunted, panting. He shook my body with his every powerful thrust. “I really missed you!” He pinched one peak, never letting it go as he continued to pump me. It seemed to be harder every time. “I thought I’d never see you again… or feel you again… like this!” He buried his hard staff and ground his hips. Once. Twice.

I couldn’t suppress my moans any longer. The quiet suite was filled with our heavy breaths and moans.

Our eyes held as he continued to drive in and out of my body now. Then, his other free hand caressed my leg and thigh. His abdominal and thigh muscles flexed as he pumped his hips, thrusting in and out continuously. Without growing tired. It appeared.

Oh, Doamne! He looked so marvelous as his body grew damper. I could feel it and see his skin glisten under the lights.

He shifted my position that I now lay down on my back on the couch, with my two legs resting on his shoulders, and he knelt in front of me. His hands were on each side of my hips and he entered so deep and good. My mouth was ajar, and the moans came out freely when he began to move in and out of my core. Again.

“Maks!” I kept calling out his name, moaning and puffing.

He sure hit the most pleasurable spot I have at the moment in this position.

“Yes, Zenovia. Cum now if you want, moye solntse!” he urged as he mercilessly rammed my body.

“Ohh! Doamne!” I mumbled repeatedly as he drove in and out harder and harder, taking me higher and higher.

A scream tore at my throat when I reached that beautiful climax that only he could take me, and he was just right close me. It was tremendously pleasant to hear him grunt when he sprayed his load inside me. Both of us were breathless and filled with perspiration.

He carefully gathered me into his embrace and kissed me on the lips.

“Will you date me tomorrow?” he asked with a charming smile that was too contagious.

But it did make me think for a minute before I answered him.