God, it was getting so difficult to postpone the inevitable. I did as she asked, and lowered the zipper. I turned her to face me, and was again kissing her neck. But that didn't last long, I was getting too hungry for her.
My lips trailed down her neck, across her shoulder, over her collarbone, to the gentle swell of her breast. My tongue escaped from between my lips, longing for a taste of her flesh.
"Mmm, Rozzaa you taste soo good baby."
It was getting more and more difficult, by the second, to force myself not to rip this beautiful dress from her drop dead gorgeous body.
I decided to reenact a moment from our past. Running my hands over her hips and down her thighs, I began to pull her dress up by flexing my fingers. Just like I had done to my shirt, the night we met, and that red dress, the night of our civil ceremony. Those are two nights, that I will never forget.
The first feel, of being all the way inside my wife. Was a million times better, than I could have ever imagined. She had been so mind blowingly tight, I almost blew my load, as soon as I was inside her.
This dress, was a lot longer than the red one, or black one she had worn the night that we met. But soon the hem of her dress, was in my hands.
Before she could say a word, I had the dress up, over her head, and on the floor. I leaned away from my Roza and gazed upon her glorious body.
I groaned, "Roza, you are so very beautiful. Where did you get that?" I asked.
The that I was referring to, was a low back, lace corset, the same color as her dress. She also wore a matching lace thong, and flesh tone thigh highs, which were attached to the corset.
I let my hands roam her silky soft thighs, my thumb caressed her leg under the garter attachments for a moment. Ultimately my hands found their way to the back of her thighs.
Finding another set of garter attachment, I moaned to her again before asking, "in the back too?"
She laughed her magical laugh, before answering, "I thought, that you might like the looks of it, when I was walking away from you." And she did just that, she walked across the room, to stand next to our bed. And I had to admit, she was right.
As she bent over the side of our bed, and placing her hands on the top of the mattress, while gently shacking her ass enticingly at me. She looked far sexier, than any one woman had a right to. I watched the sway of her hips each time, and it had a drastic effect on me.
"How did you get to be so sexy Roza?" I asked her, as I again, stalked my way to her side.
She stood back up, and said, "I had to do something special tonight, to catch your eye." She answered me.
"Baby, you caught my eye, the very first time that I saw you, on the monitor at your father's house."
"Thank you, but I think you have on way too many clothes, Mitya."
"Why don't you solve that problem, for the both of us Roza?" She gave me a purely evil and wicked grin, before she began to do just that.
God, I wanted this woman again so badly, I thought I was losing my hold on reality.
(RPOV)
I took Dimitri up on his offer. Raising my hands slowly, I let the back of my hands and fingers run up his body. When I finally reached the top of his shirt, I had shed him of his jacket earlier, I began to unbutton each button. Every time I released a button from its confines, it exposed a small piece of his glorious body, to my hungry eyes.
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Bratva Queen (complete)
Hayran KurguThe day has come, for Abe to make sure that is only daughter, is always taken care of. The question is, just how does he plan to do that. Follow Rose, and of course Dimitri, in all the ups and downs life has to offer. All the love, pitfalls, and bat...