I murmured back, gripping the back of her head, wanting her to understand how important she was to me, how her whisper had touched me. “That was the most amazing thing I’ve ever heard. A ‘yes’ from you is the most incredible word in the English language right now.” “Da,” she said, her breath tickling the inside of my ear. I smiled. Now she was showing off. Even I knew that meant yes in Russian. If she hadn’t been pressed against my eardrum, it’s doubtful I would have heard her, but I liked the intimacy of how close she was. I could smell her hair, her perfume. I could feel her hip brushing mine. She undoubtedly could feel my cock hardening against her thigh. This time when her hands wrapped around me, I let her grip my shoulders and kissed the side of her neck. If we were going to do this, we were going to do it right. And I was in charge. Not her. I was going to take her mind off everything but the way I could make her hot and wet and a whole lot of satisfied.
