"Maybe." I could hear the smile in her voice.
I looked at her. She shrugged one shoulder indifferently and crossed her arms in front of her chest. Her breasts were swollen and full, and exactly where my eyes fell. They had been full like that for years, ever since her body started going through maternity. She was rounder and softer in all the right places, and I could not keep my hands off of her.
Like right now. I wanted to drag her into our office and make her ride me until she could not stand.
I stifled a growl. Maybe I would take her up on her offer from earlier.
"Kova."
My eyes snapped to hers. The sounds that left her lips made me feel weak for her.
"Come. We have a matter to discuss in my office."
After asking Madeline to look after Lili, we walked together, and when we reached the office, I stepped in first and moved to the side. Before she could blink, I was pulling her to me and kicking the door shut so I could press my lips to hers. A soft gasp of surprise feathered her lips and then I was kissing her speechless.
"Wife," I said, growling against her mouth.
Her lips turned up in a smile against mine. "Husband."
It did not get any better than this.
"You know how much I love seeing you nurture our daughters, yes?" She nodded, arching into me. We were looking at each other. Her body was so warm and inviting against mine. With my hand on her stomach, I said, "And you know how I love to see you grow with our child, yes?" She nodded again, her smile growing bigger. She made my fucking heart race when she looked at me like that, like I was her entire world. I craved this look every day the sun rose. "Then you know how much I want to be inside of you, yes?"
She purred like a damn cat and my cock was erect in seconds. My tongue traced her lips and her gasp was hot, immersed in desire. Fisting my shirt, she leaned up on her toes to reach my mouth. My hands smoothed over her belly to the crease at her thighs. I cupped her ass, my fingertips digging into her with need. I swear she wore these little linen shorts to torture me. There was hardly any material, but she insisted they were the only comfortable thing to wear because she was hot all the time. Her little ass was heavier now, and her thighs swept into a tender touch that made me want to dive between them and spend all night there.
My hands swooped to the front of her expanding belly, the pads of my fingers gliding gently over the C-section scar from the birth of our twins. She hated this scar, along with the other one she did not like to talk about. The transplant one. I told her that I loved her even more for them. They were battle scars and she should wear them proudly. She is still working on that.
Her legs spread automatically, and she rolled her hips up toward me. A growl escaped my throat. I loved when she became needy for me. Our bodies were not our own when we were like this. My fingers slipped inside her elastic shorts, making a beeline straight to her clit. She let go of my shirt, breaking the kiss to yank down my shorts. I smiled against her lips, nipping at them. Her sex drive when she was pregnant was worse than mine.
"You do this to me on purpose." Her voice was a breathless whisper.
I played innocent. "All I did was kiss you allo."
"Yeah, right. You kissed me like you wanted to fuck me." She bit my chin.
The corners of my mouth curled up and my eyes bore into hers. She made me the happiest man on earth, and not because she was stroking my cock with purpose and focused on a steady execution, but because of the feeling she gave me every time I looked at her.
"Malysh, I want to fuck you all the time."
Her wispy giggle made me harder. "Babe, you know I'm always wanting sex now. You can't do that to me," she whined. "Give me five minutes? We have time before the appointment. I need you."
My brow peaked. She rubbed her sweet body all over me. How could I deny her? I never had been able to in the past, and now that we were married, it was even worse.
Plus, she was right. We had time to spare.
Clearly, I did not need much convincing.
Within seconds, I was on the couch positioned against the corner with Adrianna sitting on top of my lap with her back against my chest. Our shorts were gone, her legs were spread and knees bent and pulled up, and I was deep inside her pussy, driving into her wetness. It was easier for her in this position and the one she preferred.
With one foot on the floor and the other propped on the cushion, I rocked into her, building a steaming surge of pleasure between us. I fisted her hair to one side as I struggled to contain the pure warmth of euphoria from being inside of my wife. I exhaled across her neck and she let out a loud and hearty moan like she had been waiting for this moment. It gave my cock a heartbeat of its own and skyrocketed my need for her.
"Do whatever you want to me," she said, already feeling enraptured. Her head fell back onto my shoulder.
I smiled against her neck and nipped her. "I always do, Malysh… I always do."
Taking her left hand in mine, I placed it where our bodies were joined and laced our fingers together. Her diamond wedding ring cut into my palm as our fingers glided over the wetness together. Her hips reared back into mine. She had yet to take the ring off, not since the day I pushed it on her finger.
"Go deeper." She moaned, her fingers tickling the space under my dick. I thrust in deep and she took my sack in her hand. I tensed, feeling my balls tighten as she caressed them like silk. "How do you always make it feel so good every time?"
"It is my goal to drive you out of your mind when I am inside of you."
I groaned in her ear at the feel of her soft fingers caressing my skin. Cupping the back of my head, she turned to the side and pulled my lips to hers. My wife was feisty when she felt our bodies fused together.
I could not see past her belly, but I had a vivid imagination. I reached around and my palm ran circles on the inside of her thigh, and she quivered in response. I gave her a good grab and her legs widened willingly. It was one of those things that made her hot for me. She liked the pressure on her leg because it teased her pussy.
Adrianna drew in a slow breath the deeper I went. Her swollen pussy soaked my balls, her pleasure dripping over them. Her sex tightened around my cock and squeezed me so hard I almost shot inside her.
"Feel that?" she asked.
I moaned my response. "Of course, Malysh. Any deeper and I will split you in two."
Her hips began moving on their own, her thighs clenching. Her moans fought to break past her teeth biting into her lip. She was needy as hell when she was pregnant.
"No, no, no." I gritted the words out through my teeth, trying to hold her back. Sometimes she made me come before I could stop it. "We still have a minute left."
She whimpered. "I need to—"
"Shhh, I know what you need," I said.
"Oh, Kova."
My name was like a sin on her lips as her pussy leaked all over me. She tugged the hair at my nape, but I made her work for it and yanked away, taking pleasure in the sharp pain she caused. Our bodies moved in harmony. I was sliding into her with ease.
"I'm so glad I married you," she said, and it caused me to loosen my lips and laugh.
"As am I, Malysh."
"Maybe I have an addiction problem," she said out of the blue. "Like I'm addicted to sex with you."
I shook my head and grinned. "You know what problem you have? You talk too much during sex. You always have. Shut your mouth and let me have my way with you."