Chapter 29: Chapter 29

“What!”

The shock of her words had him reeling. He knew the reason why they were even there now was because she still cared about him, but he had no idea how much. To realize that she’d been unable to have lasting relationships with other men because of her feelings for him left him humbled. It also raised his need to claim her as his even more. The primitive man inside him just couldn’t resist the desire to shout that she was his, always had been, and always would be.

She stared over at the wall as a red tinge swept up from her neck to darken her cheeks.

“I know what you must be thinking. Two years? Believe me I tried

to make things work with other men. But eventually I just gave up when I realized I always found something wrong with them simply because they didn’t have your smile or your laugh or they weren’t as chivalrous as you. You were right all along. It felt so different just being in the arms of another man, that I just couldn’t keep faking it. Everything about those

experiences was meaningless because there was always something missing.” She shrugged. “Two years ago I just got tired of being in

pointless relationships.”

He stared at her in astonishment. “So, you’re saying you haven’t had—?”

She shook her head, her cheeks turning bright scarlet. “Nope. But I thought you knew that. I thought that’s why you asked me how long it had been—”

“Baby, I wanted to know if you had a boyfriend. I asked you that in

order to make sure you weren’t taken or spoken for in some way before I went any further. Now, I did suspect it had been awhile, but certainly not as long as you…….wow.”

“Ohmigod. I’m so embarrassed,” she wailed as she covered her face with her hands.

Gently prying her hands from her face, he leaned down to place a quick peck against her lips. “Don’t be embarrassed. Besides, while I

didn’t know it had been that long I could tell it had been some time since you’d had a lover—”

“How?”

A wry smile crossed his face. “I haven’t forgotten one single thing about you, Natalia. Not the taste of you on my lips. Not your unique scent. And certainly not the tight feel of your pussy wrapped around my fingers.”

A dark flush spread across her face as she puckered her lips into a tiny “oh” but then he pushed the tip of dick inside her and her expression took on an entirely different meaning altogether.

He was done with talking. They would talk later. Right now he was more interested in claiming her and doing what he’d longed to do fifteen years ago.

He held her legs wide as he pressed forward slowly. She was still wet from her climax, but it had been so long for her that her muscles were unyielding as he pushed inside the tight walls of her cunt.

“Baby, you have to relax. I don’t want to hurt you.”

She blew out a sharp breath as she struggled to open her passage to him by relaxing. It helped somewhat as he plowed the steel length of his hard cock inside her. He pressed forward until he was completely buried inside her, and the heavy weight of his balls rested against her soft flesh.

He pumped his hips slowly, as he gently worked his dick inside her until she began to stretch to accommodate him. Yet even after she began to relax around him, he still had to squeeze his eyes shut tight and concentrate hard on not embarrassing himself because she still gripped him like a tight fist. Although, he knew instinctively that no matter how many times he stroked his length inside her she would always fit snugly around him because she had been made for him—and only him.

He picked up his pace and drove into her harder and faster, tunneling his engorged flesh deeper inside her. His balls slapped furiously against her skin as the sound of sweat slick skin smacking together echoed off the walls.

“That’s it Brad, fuck me,” she cried out beneath him as her hips matched the rhythm of his strokes, sending his cock thrusting deeper inside her until he swore he brushed against the back of her sheath.

More juice poured from her, drenching his dick it its wet warmth. He groaned as it seemed to seep through his skin causing his entire body to shiver with pleasure. He shifted higher up her body, pressing her knees closer to the mattress as he slammed into her tight, wet sheath with wild, frenzied strokes.

His powerful thrusts drove the headboard of the bed against the wall with each thrust and for a fleeting moment he wondered if her neighbors would call the front desk and complain, but then her inner walls closed in on him and he lost all thought as he fought back the urge to spurt inside her. She was so tight, so unbelievably wet and tight and he was close to losing it.

“Oh, shit, Natalia. You have to stop before I come—”

“I can’t. Oh, God. Oh, Brad. I’m coming. I’m comiiinnnggg!” She dug her nails into his shoulders and threw her hips at him as she slowly

came undone around him. Violent shudders racked her body as her orgasm hit her and she bucked wildly beneath him.

He pounded his steel length inside her pussy, riding her hard through the endless throes of her climax. He was relentless in his driving need to brand her as his. He draped her legs over his shoulders and cupped her ass with his hands, pummeling her cunt with his cock until the last tremors of her orgasm caused her cunt to clench around him like a steel vise. It happened so suddenly that he was unprepared for it and before he realized what was happening he felt hot tingles of pleasure shoot from the tip of his dick straight to his balls and then he was coming.

He drove into her on one last powerful thrust, burying his cock inside her, balls deep. Seconds later, he roared out her name as jet after jet of milky white semen erupted from his dick to drench her tight walls with his seed.

“Natalia! Fuck! Fuck!” He grunted loudly as he coated her sheath with his sperm until he felt as if he’d emptied his balls inside her.

He trembled above her as wave after wave of his climax crested and then broke inside him until finally he could not hold himself up and was forced to collapse on the bed beside her. Sweat beaded on his chest as he struggled to drag in normal breaths of air. When he finally was able to draw in an even breath he turned his head to face her.

She met his gaze with a tentative smile.

He turned over to tangle his hand in her hair and placed a single kiss against her sweat slick forehead. He’d never thought this day would ever come. Of course he’d fantasized, but he never believed he would ever make love to Natalia, the real Natalia. The one who was open and

vulnerable to him. The one who was able to emotionally connect with

him. He’d always wanted to hold this Natalia in his arms and love her the way he’d always imagined, but he never thought it would ever happen.

His eyes snapped to her face at the soft touch of her hand against his cheek, but then every muscle in his body tensed when he glimpsed the look on her face.

“Baby, what’s wrong?”

She smiled shyly, as an embarrassed flush pinked her cheeks. “Uh, I think we forgot something.”

He creased his brow into a frown. “What?”

“Um, well, I don’t know how to say this…but, I’m not on birth control and we kind of forgot protection.”

He smiled as he rolled over to cover her body with his. “I didn’t forget it” he whispered.

Her eyes widened and he had to force himself not to chuckle at the laughable expression on her face.

“What!” She narrowed her eyes to study him closer. “Brad, this is not a joke—”

“I’m not laughing. Didn’t you just tell me you weren’t going to let me walk away again? You had to know that we were talking about something more permanent between us,” he said quietly.

Her eyes grew wider, and in the next moment he was letting out a loud oompf as she pushed him off of her and sat up, clutching the sheet to her chest.

“I thought you meant dating, not having a baby together!”

Sitting up, he placed a gentle kiss against her bare shoulder in an effort to soothe her. “I did mean dating and whatever else comes after that. We’ll take it slow and get to know each other again—”

She snorted. “That is if I’m not already pregnant.”

“And if you are, we’ll deal with that when the time comes.” Sensing the storm of doubts brewing inside her, he wrapped his arms around her and held her tight in his embrace.

“Don’t over think this, Natalia. We’ve found each other again after all this time and I don’t want to ruin this moment with doubts and worries.”

He didn’t miss the uncertainty in her gaze as she stared back at him, anxiously tugging on her bottom lip with her teeth. He cupped her cheek

with his hand trying to reassure her not with words but with what he felt for her inside as he bared his soul in his naked gaze.

She hesitated for just a heartbeat longer before she tilted her lips into a tiny smile. The look that passed between them said so much more than what words could ever convey and he had to restrain himself from shouting out loud at the depth of emotion he glimpsed in her eyes.

“You’re right, it took us a long time to get here—” she whispered as she reached out a hand to cup the back of his head. “—and I don’t want to ruin our time together either, so we’ll save the worries for later,” she said with a smile and tugged him toward her to press her lips firmly against his.

He groaned against her mouth as he pulled her up against him. Lying back down, he dragged her above him so that she could straddle his hips. Another ragged groan escaped his lips when the sheet fell away from her body, revealing the lush beauty of her figure.

He ran his hands along her hips, across her waist, to settle at her

breasts where he cupped their heavy weight in his hand.

He stared, mesmerized by the beautiful jewels of her hardened nipples before he sat up to draw the stiff flesh between his lips.

“Brad,” she rasped out as she gripped his head tightly. He feasted on her rosy tips as he moved between her ample breasts, lavishing them each with his undivided attention.

He could hear her breath coming in choppy pants and he finally lifted his head from her breasts to stare up at her. Their eyes met and his heart nearly stopped at the combination of love and lust that blazed in the depths of her eyes.

His hands shook as he once again settled them against her hips to shift her up his body.

“Get on him,” he growled out in a hoarse whisper.

She took his hardened flesh in her small hand and pumped gently. He sucked in a breath and closed his eyes as she worked her hand up and down his cock, stroking her thumb in the slit at the tip, to spread the droplets of precum that gathered there across the head.

He groaned low in his throat as she stroked his dick, harder and faster, tugging at the sensitive flesh. When she squeezed him tightly he nearly shot off the bed.

“Natalia, ride me, now. I don’t think I’m going to last much longer,” he croaked out.

She didn’t hesitate. Moments later he thought he was going to die a slow death when she slid down on him, taking him inside her firm walls so slowly that he thought he would come before he could get all the way inside her.

“Oh, God, Brad,” she moaned out when she took the last inch of him inside her.

His chest heaved and his breathing became labored as he struggled to hold back his climax, when she began to bounce up and down on his cock, taking him inside her with rough strokes.

He held her hips as she slammed her cunt down on his hard length, the hot wet heat of her surrounding him like a warm, welcoming, tight cave, made just for him.

He groaned out her name when she quickened her pace. And he could tell she was close to coming as her thrusts down on his dick became wild and frantic.

He glanced up at her to see her head thrown back and her mouth open as she rode him at a frenzied pace.

He slid one hand behind her to cup her lush ass, while the other shot out between her legs to stroke her hardened clit.

“Brad!” She screamed as she took him inside her with violent strokes. Her pussy began to pulse and vibrate around him and he fingered the tiny nub, harder and faster until hot, sticky wetness gushed out around his cock.

She cried out his name again as her orgasm roared through her.

And when her pussy clamped around him like a balled fist, he was

powerless to stop his own climax. On a loud grunt, he drove up into her with hard pounding thrusts, before he exploded deep inside her wet, tight warmth. Pushing past her clenching muscles, he shuddered uncontrollably as he emptied his seed inside her spasming cunt.

Tremors continued to rack them both as she milked his cock with her warm pussy and jets of cum spurted deep inside her until they both had nothing left to give and she collapsed against his chest while he struggled to drag in a full breath of air.

He stroked her sweat soaked back for a long time until the sound of her even breathing reached his ears.

He glanced down into her face to see that she was now fast asleep.

Then with them still locked tightly together, he too succumbed to a blissful sleep, for the first time feeling truly content and at peace in Natalia’s arms.