Page 100 of Sinful Betrayal

He takes it slow as he kisses along my jaw and then my neck.

I arch into him, my nipples brushing against his chest, and I moan as I rub against him.

“So sensitive,” he murmurs as he bends down to suck on the hard buds.

I tighten my legs around him. I need to feel his hands on my body, his breath on my skin. I can’t get close enough, and Anton can sense my desperation from how he tightens his arms around me and captures my mouth once more.

“I’ve got you,” he murmurs against my lips as he pumps his cock inside me harder.

We keep our eyes locked on each other as we chase our pleasure.

Anton’s eyes go wide as I clench around him, and his brows pull together in a look of pure agony as he fights the urge to come.

He’s breathtaking in every sense, and I want to see him come undone.

“Please,” I beg. “Come with me, Anton.”

He rests his forehead against mine as he pumps his hips faster, grunting with each thrust of his cock inside me.

He’s hitting me so deep that my eyes roll, and I can barely breathe, “Oh yes,Anton,” as my orgasm hits.

“Oh fuck.” His body shudders.

I bring his lips to mine as my pussy pulses around him, taking every last drop he gives me until he eventually collapses on top of me, completely spent and satisfied.

“That was…” he gasps, gazing down at me. “Fuck, that was…”

“I know.” I push his slightly damp hair back from his face.

“Let me clean you up.” He kisses the tip of my nose.

I whimper as he slides out of me, my pussy so slick and swollen that I know I’ll be able to feel him for days to come.

I lay back and let him clean up the evidence of our shared pleasure from between my thighs, and then he settles himself in the bed beside me, pulling me into his side and gently stroking my hair.

He kisses the top of my head. “Are you tired?”

“Not even a little,”

He laughs. “I’m happy to go again, but you’ll need to give me a minute,lapochka.”

I laugh, burying my face against him as I press my thighs together.

“Thank you for tonight,” I whisper. “It was perfect.”

“You’re more than welcome. I’m glad you enjoyed it.”

“I haven’t gone to the ballet in so long. Dancing it is one thing, but getting to watch it is just…” I don’t have the words to describe how it makes me feel.

“I can see why it’s your dream.”

“Do you have any dreams, Anton?”

“Well, I own my own bar. I guess that was a dream at one point…”

“What about now? Do you have a new one?”

Anton is silent for a moment, his fingers gently tracing circles on my arms as he thinks.