Her Russian

Chapter 57-The Honeymoon

"Oh Ilia!" he heard her exclaim as he moved southward down her body, depositing kissing through the middle of her chest, heading to her sex and once he reached it, God help him.  She looked so beautiful and she was completely smooth down there now.

"Baby you have a beautiful sex" Ilia told her as he kissed around her swollen lips.  He loved how she grabbed his hair, running her fingers through it while he pleasured her with his tongue.

They'd been at the cottage for four hours already and had not left their bed once.  Ilia had done something he'd never done with any woman before, he made love to her those four times.  It was all out of love, the act itself, all the words he'd whispered to her before making her come.

This was the first time he'd ever known complete, unbiased love and it was all because of her, his wife.  He knew that he had things he could and would teach her but he didn't know if she was even aware of all that she'd taught him.

Her innocence was her allure and he couldn't help but feel pride in the fact that his babushka had raised her with morals and that she thought highly enough of herself that she had never given her virginity to anyone, that is until she met him.

He wanted her pregnant with his child.  He wasn't sure why the urgency other than he was twenty-eight and felt like it was time.  Of course the only thing about her being pregnant that worried him was her heart.

They would deal with that if and when it happened, not before.  Right now, she was his and he was hers.  His time was hers, his body was hers and his heart was hers.

Ilia felt Galina buck her hips as she exploded from the teeth-clinching orgasm he'd just given her.  He loved how she sounded in the throes of passion, as she screamed out his name, her nails digging into his scalp.

He noticed that even though she looked a little tired she wanted him more right now than she wanted sleep, so when he'd finished with her sex, Galina rolled him over onto his back and mounted him.

He would never get tired of seeing her perfect breasts bounce as her hips moved vigorously on his erection.  He loved watching her body slide back and forth, one minute he could see his shaft and the next minute she had taken all his length.  God how she turned him on!

The white lingerie number she'd come out of the bathroom in, immediately had made him hard and instead of having her take it off, he told her to leave the top on and take off the panties.

The outfit lasted through the first two times they made love and then she pulled it off and it joined the matching panty on the floor and she now was gloriously naked and wanton on top of him.

Ilia yanked on her hands bringing her down on top of his chest, her lips right on his and that was his goal, he wanted to kiss her madly while she rode him, so he slid his hands down her back to her behind and used his hands to help her body increase the pace.

She'd rested her elbows on his shoulders, her hands on top of his head while she made love to his mouth.  He was so close, so very close and he wasn't sure how much longer he could hold out on coming.

"Come with me" she whispered, sensing his plight and the both released at the same time and it was so intense for the both of them that they each said they experienced a burning sensation in their lower region as they climaxed.

Sweaty and breathing heavily, Galina laid down on top of Ilia and rested her head on his chest, his strong arms enveloping her securely.

"You know" he started.  "I didn't get a chance to tell you how much I loved the ring you picked out for me.  It's very unusual and unique and exactly what I would have picked out for myself.  You did good, little kotenok" he said kissing her forehead.

"I just wanted to thank you as well" Galina said softly.  "It was the most beautiful wedding, my dress was perfect, my flowers were beautiful, the chapel was more than I had dreamed of and I had the most handsome man in the world waiting for me at the other end of the aisle and I couldn't get to him fast enough" she finished by kissing his bare chest.

"You didn't think it was too simple?" Ilia asked her.  She raised her head to look at her husband.  "Ilia it was perfect.  It was all I needed.  You are all I need" she responded, laying her head back down.

"You are absolutely amazing, baby" he mumbled, suddenly feeling very tired.  "What do you say that we try and get some sleep and recharge for round five?" his voice husky and his body responding to the idea already.

"Hmm" she said rolling off of him.  "I think that's a magnificent idea.  I need to use the bathroom.  Do you need anything while I'm up?" she asked sweetly.  He shook his head, adding "Nothing, just you back in my bed laying on my body" was his response.

He watched as she left their bed, naked and unashamed, brazenly bold now, where she had been very shy about her body.  Her hair was sexy and messed up and you could definitely tell that she had been engaged in mind blowing sex.

He watched her come back from the bathroom, her gorgeous body, breasts, belly and legs on full display for his pleasure.  "Jesus" he mumbled as she climbed in bed and snuggled her hot little body next to his.

"What is it baby?" she asked completely unaware of how she affected him.  His answer was to roll over, open her legs and sink into her and when he did this, she let out the sexiest moan he'd ever heard which spurred him on even more.

Galina took him by surprise when she put her feet on his chest, causing his thrusts to go deeper into her body, adding to the heightened excitement of the act itself.  "Oh yes" she drawled, as her head went further back into the pillow and her eyes closed.

"Open your eyes and look at me" her husband instructed.  Lazily she opened her eyes to see his intense grey ones scanning her face, memorizing what she looked like at that moment.

Ilia was on his knees, her feet firmly planted on his chest and his hands resting on top of her feet while his body thrust into her at an agonizingly slow pace.

Leaving her feet where they were, he ran his hands slowly down the front of her legs, leaning slightly forward to her thighs, up her belly, to her breasts.

He caressed, rolled and gently tugged on her hardened buds causing her breathing to turn uneven with need and want.

He knew she was close when she started to bit her lower lip and he could feel her body responding to the impending orgasm as he started to move faster inside her.

"Ilia!" she screamed out his name, as she clinched around him, elongating the pain, pleasure and torture that was rolled into one caused by her body's reaction to his.

"Damn it!" Ilia yelled as his body betrayed him as he climaxed, his body jerking and pulsing with each pulse of his essence.

Gently removing her feet from his chest, he lowered himself onto his wife and just lay there, enclosed by her loving arms and feeling very much at peace because she had unconditionally given herself to him.

Her love would be his lifeline and saving grace and in turn, whatever she needed him to be, he would be that and more for her.  He was determined to make her life better than she had ever dreamed.