Forty-Four

Maria

His lips feel like a heady mixture of heat and firmness that I'll never forget. The warmth of his breath, mingling with mine, sends shivers down my spine, each caress of his tongue stoking my desire as I reach for him, gripping his shirt with both hands. My body reacts on instinct, fueled by a need that makes me tingle. I wrap my arms around his neck as we topple onto a nearby table.

I pull Mikhail's hard body down on me and wiggle against him. I feel him harden against my thigh at the same time as a sharp twitch trembles between my legs. My thighs open as he places his hips between them, and I press hard against him. His eyes flutter shut as he moans deeply.

We break apart. Panting and breathless, I search Mikhail's expression for answers. I've never felt this before, and I'm too nervous to say something, lest I break the intensity of this moment. I've never wanted someone so badly as now, someone I should never have.

There's a hint of darkness lingering in his gaze, a reminder