Page 59 of Restless Ink

She wrapped her legs around his waist and grinned. “It’s a little chilly. What would Little Dmitri say?”

He rocked himself gently against her, aware it wasn’t quite late enough for people to be asleep and anyone could look out of their window at any moment.

“Let’s go inside and play adult Twister, just without the mat.”

“Deal.”

He locked his door and carried her inside, locking the house door behind them, as well. He carried her to the bedroom, just holding her as she rested her head on his shoulder. They were both tired, but from the way neither of them wanted to let go of the other, he knew they needed tonight more than ever.

“I want you,” he whispered against her neck.

“Then have me. I’m all yours.”

Dimitri could barely hold back, then again, when it came to Thea, he usually had that problem. He kissed her softly when they reached the edge of the bed, needing her taste. He’d missed her so damn much, and he couldn’t find the words to make sure she understood that. And because he couldn’t, he’d find a way to tell her with his hands, his body, just him.

They stripped each other slowly, as if they were relearning one another. He loved the soft curves of her body, the heavy weight of her breasts, the way her hips flared out, and the fact that her thighs were thick and perfect when they wrapped around his waist…and his face.

“I know we usually take our time with foreplay and we’re forever teasing each other,” Thea began, wrapping her hand around the base of his cock. He swallowed hard, trying to focus on her voice and not her touch. “But can you just get inside me? Next time, we can go slow and do all the things we love to do, but I need you in me. I missed you, Dimitri. I just…I need you.”

He leaned forward even as she held him, pressing a gentle kiss to her lips. “You read my mind. Lay on your stomach on the bed. We can still play…just how we like.”

Her pupils dilated, and she squeezed him one last time—making him wince—then went to the bed. She gave him a coy look over her shoulder before crawling to the middle and laying down. Her gaze tracked him as he went to the dresser and got out a condom, sliding it over his dick. He ignored the other toys they each had in there—him having left a few new ones for the two of them—and shut the drawer. Then he walked back to the edge of the bed and crawled over her, though he knelt to the side of her legs.

He slid his hand between her legs, and she shivered.

“Already wet.”

“Always with you.” As he was always hard, he liked that. No, helovedthat. Loved her. And he would tell her. After.

He tapped her thigh. “Legs together.”

She looked at him strangely. “What?”

“Put your legs together. It’ll make it feel even tighter.” He winked, and she licked her lips before doing as he asked.

Then he settled over her and slowly slid into her. She lifted her ass ever so slightly to give him better access, and he almost lost himself at the first stroke.

“You’re so damn tight like this.”

She panted into the bed, “I…I don’t think I’ve ever done it this way. I…you feel so big.”

He held onto her hips, his thumbs playing with her crease as he shifted his hold. “I’ll go gentle.”

“Don’t. I don’t want gentle. Not tonight. Not this time.”

So he didn’t give her gentle. He slammed into her before pulling out and doing it again. She met him thrust for thrust, squeezing her thighs together as he fucked her…as they made love.

And when he was close, he knelt over her, using his core muscles to pull her up with him. It forced her to spread her legs slightly, and soon, her back was to his front, his hand over her pussy, and his other over her breasts.

She turned her head, capturing his mouth, and he slid in and out of her. The angle was just perfect enough that he could do this, though if she were any shorter, it wouldn’t have worked. He’d never felt this close to her, never felt as if they were connected far beyond their bodies.

But they were.

And from the look he caught in her eyes, she knew it, too.

Her arms reached behind them, pulling him even closer, spreading his cheeks at the same time. And because he was so deep inside her, she was able to probe the crease of his ass, but not any farther.

“Next time,” he growled into her neck. “Next time, you can play.”