Chapter 31: Two weeks later: Secret liaison

After a couple of weeks of sneaking around and stealing a few brief moments together, I was as horny as hell. Reaching between us, I pulled off Sonia’s underwear.

When we were both completely naked, I looked at the beautiful woman in front of me. I couldn’t believe I was finally about to claim my woman at last.

“I love you, Sonia,” I told her as all the blood rushed south.

My cock was so freaking hard I could have knocked down a house with it.

She was absolutely stunning, lying there, wet and eager for me. She was like all of my wet dreams come at once!

“I love you too, Romi,” she said, smiling up at me.

Leaning down, I kissed her fiercely, pouring every ounce of love I felt for her into it. I circled her clit with my fingers. She was soaking, and I couldn’t help smirking against her mouth, happy at how wet she was for me. She made me feel like a bloody sex god. The way she looked at me and the way she reacted to me was enough to bring me to my knees.

Sonia looked like a little sex goddess and my mouth watered with all the things I intended to do to her.

Smirking, I teased her clit, alternating pressure, loving the way she moaned and ground her pussy against my hand. Kissing my way down her body again, I lingered over my nipples for a minute, sucking on one, then the other.

She gasped and pulled my head closer, arching her back and thrusting her nipples towards me, but I pulled away. She frowned, but I cupped her breasts and teased each nipple with my thumbs, cutting off her protest as I slid further down her body.

Licking my lips at the sight of her, I blew on her mound, making her shiver. I grinned at her reaction. Watching her, I licked her slit in one long slow movement. I repeated the procedure before delving my tongue deep. She cried out. God, I loved it when she did that. The sounds she made turned me on even more. I loved her little noises, and I loved her taste. Her juices coated my tongue as I licked her pussy, and I lapped them up. Sucking and nibbling on her clit, I pushed one finger gently inside her. She bucked against me.

“That is so good,” she cried.

Hell, yes, it was! I continued to lick and suck on her while my finger thrust in and out of her tight wetness. I couldn’t help groaning as I imagined how much better it would feel when it was my cock. But she wasn’t quite ready for that yet. And she needed to be. I was going to pound her hard, so she needed to be good and wet and open for me.

Adding another finger, I increased the pace. Sonia was still so very tight. This was her first time, and I intended it to be a great experience for her. I wanted to bring her to orgasm before I entered her so that it hurt less. I curled my fingers slightly, looking for her g-spot as I kept up the same rhythm and sucked hard on her clit, taking it all into my mouth. She went rigid, crying out my name. Her channel clamped down on my fingers as she came. It felt so bloody good I almost exploded with her.

“That was so good,” she murmured, but I wasn’t done yet. That was only the beginning.

“We’re just getting started, baby.” I smirked up at her before diving back between her legs.

Still sucking and licking, I continued to thrust my fingers deep until she was murmuring incoherently, moaning, and bucking against my mouth, desperately trying to find release.

Shaking with the effort it took to hold my own release back, I adjusted my position until my hard shaft was nudging at her entrance. The feel of her juices coating the sensitive head of my engorged cock made me hiss in blissful pain. Unable to hold back any longer, my hips bucked of their own volition, the tip of my cock just penetrating her tight hole as Sonia gasped in pain. I froze, allowing her time to adjust to me before moving another inch.

My muscles strained as I held myself in place again, forcing myself to not give in to the urge to plunder her depths like I yearned to do. My cock was barely inside her, but it already wanted to explode. I took several deep breaths to calm myself. When I’d gained some control, I finally allowed myself to slowly push all the way into her.

Sonia hissed at the pain, but I kissed her and rubbed her clit to distract her, and soon she was bucking against me again. I pulled my cock almost all the way back out and then thrust back in again over and over, angling my hips each time so I hit her g-spot. She was so tight that it felt like my cock was being strangled.

“Fuck, Sonia! So, fucking tight, babe,” I ground out.

“I’m going to come!” she cried, climaxing again.

As her core clenched around my length, I groaned loudly.

My breathing came in short, shallow breaths. A sheen of sweat coated my skin, and every nerve ending felt as if it was on fire as my balls tightened, and I finally allowed myself my own release, thrusting one last time before shooting my seed.

When I’d finished, I slowly withdrew and turned with her still in my arms. She lay sprawled across my stomach, our legs entwined, our hearts beating in sync, and nothing had ever felt so right.

“Wow, Romi, that was fantastic,” she sighed contentedly, a small smile tugging at her lips as her eyelids fluttered shut.

“It was amazing, sweetheart. You were amazing,” I murmured, kissing the top of her head and grinning.

It wasn’t just amazing; it was the best fucking sex I had ever had.

Every other sexual experience I’d had paled in comparison, and I knew there would never be any other woman for me ever again. Sonia was it. My one and only.

Shit! We hadn’t used protection, I realised before inwardly shrugging off any concern.

It didn’t matter because this woman was mine for good, and if she ended up pregnant, then I would be happy to have a child with her. In fact, I looked forward to it one day. The thought took hold, and my imagination ran wild. Images of my scroll tattoo filled up with names in my head, and I couldn’t help the broad grin that spread across my face. I was concerned about our future, but Sonia was mine, and somehow, I would make her my wife.

She snuggled closer to me, and a moment later, I realised she was sleeping. She grunted against my chest and lightly snored. I chuckled at the sound, suddenly overcome with an overwhelming sense of love for this woman.

Closing my own eyes, I listened to Sonia’s soft breathing and dozed. I wasn’t finished with her. I still had a lot more planned, but she needed some rest, and I was happy to simply lie there and enjoy how she felt in my arms. I’d never felt so happy and content.

The arranged marriage still hung over our heads, but that was a problem for another day. I refused to let thoughts of it spoil our first proper time together. My patience with finding an alternative was running out. I’d told our Uncle Maxim that he needed to help us exert pressure on Miki and force him to find an alternative arrangement.

I hadn’t told him of my plans to take Sonia and run if the marriage wasn’t called off, but I suspected he knew. He was too clever not to have thought of it, but I knew that even if he couldn’t do anything to help us, at least he wouldn’t stand in our way. So, I trusted him not to tell Miki of our relationship or my plans.

Now that Glowacki was apparently doing better, it was time Miki approached him to discuss other possibilities. There had to be one, but I was only willing to wait another week or two to find out. My Plan B preparations were almost complete. In another few days, we would be in a position to leave. Running for the rest of our lives and never seeing any of our family or friends again was the ultimate price to pay for our love, but it was a price both of us would willingly pay if we had to.

However, I still clung to the hope that it wouldn’t be necessary.