Jane had to see his reaction. She carefully pushed him towards the bed and made him sit down. Confusion clouded his face, but when he saw her smile, that look vanished. Better get this over and done with quickly. Maybe he’d be too stunned, too shocked to react in any way.
She whipped off her shirt and stood completely still in her red bra and jeans. Viktor looked over her body, up into her eyes. His face didn’t give anything away. She wanted this so much, but Viktor would start asking questions, and that would ruin the mood for her. At least then she’d know what to expect from him.
Of course the scars on her body had shocked him, but he didn’t want to show it to her. There were small and big scars all over her stomach. He could see them on her back as well because of the mirror. All this made him want her even more. The fact that she wanted him so much that she showed her body to him, which he knew wasn’t easy for her, made him smile. He’d ask her about the scars some other time. They didn’t change who she was or how beautiful she was.
“Come here.” He reached his hands out to her and pulled her in his lap. He didn’t need to see her body, he wanted to feel it, and so he did. He unhooked her bra and took it off. His lips met hers, while he ran his fingers along her sides, over her shoulders, her arms and then he cupped one of her breasts, rubbed his thumb over her nipple.
His behavior gave Jane a boost of confidence. He hadn’t mentioned her scars, neither had he looked at her weird. She pressed her body against his big hands and sighed in pleasure. It had been a while since she’d last felt this good. She ran her hands over his chest and stomach until she reached the waistband of his jeans.
Viktor grabbed her hands and turned her over so that she was lying on her back. Staring down at her, his lips curled up and he let go of her hands, only to put his hands on her pants and take them off her along with her panties. He already knew about the scars on her thighs and didn’t get distracted by them. He’d been waiting for this moment for weeks now.
He stood in front of the bed and took off the rest of his clothes, his eyes fixed on Jane. Her gaze dropped down and her cheeks blushed. Knowing that it was him, his body, that made her blush, made him want her even more, and so he climbed on top of her, supporting his body on his good knee and his hands. Jane ran a hand through his hair, pulled his head down to kiss him.
Viktor leaned down a little more, reached with one hands between her legs and started stimulating her. Jane bit down on his bottom lip before she kissed him again. Her fingers curled against his shoulder, and she gave it a little shove, so that Viktor landed flat on his back. Jane settled down on his thighs and pushed her hair back.
“You shouldn’t work so hard. You’re still injured.”
“Hey, that’s not true.” He put his hands on her hips and pulled her forward so that her thigh touched his cock. She bit her bottom lip and looked down. “But I won’t complain.”
“You better not.” Jane leaned forward and pressed a kiss to his lips before she reached for his nightstand. She wasn’t sure whether he’d have condoms there, but she hoped so. And she found some. When she looked back in his eyes, she was a little surprised by the intensity in them. Viktor practically ripped the condom from her hands and suited up, pulling her close to kiss her again.
She couldn’t help but smile at his sudden rush, but she felt the same way. When she finally lowered her body onto him, inch by inch, she let out a moan. It felt so good after all this time. Viktor’s hands were stiff at her sides, but once she started moving, he began to relax, stroked her stomach with his thumbs.
Jane sat up straighter and moved faster, loving every minute of it. The best thing was the look of pleasure on Viktor’s face, though. And she felt the same way.
When he wrapped his arms around her and flipped them around again, she couldn’t help but smile. Viktor wasn’t the person to give her the control for too long, but she liked that. When his lips touched her neck, she closed her eyes. Instinctively she wrapped her legs around his, held him close and whispered his name.
When she felt lips on her nipple, his hand between her legs, stimulating her, she grabbed hold of the sheets with one hand.
“Don’t stop, Viktor. Please!”
“Say my name again,” he was watching her.
“Viktor!” She looked in his eyes when she said his name. His lips came down on hers and his movements grew slower for a few seconds, before he picked up his pace again. He couldn’t hear her say his name often enough.
Jane could feel her toes start to curl, the hair on the back of her neck rise in anticipation of the orgasm that was to come. When it happened, she clung on to Viktor, nearly screamed his name. She hadn’t expected it to be this intense. Jane felt his whole body tense, but barely heard the cursing when he came.
Her ears were still ringing when he got up to throw the condom away. He was back in record time and pulled her close. She kept her eyes closed, but put her head on his chest. It took her some time to calm down and breathe normally again.
Her hair fanned out over his chest, and Viktor couldn’t keep his hands off it. He wrapped a strand of hair around his finger and watched her. There were so many questions he wanted to ask her, but he didn’t want to push his luck. She’d finally opened up to him a little bit. If he asked her now, he might drive her further away.
“Viktor?” Jane turned her head to face him. He pushed her hair from her face, smiling down at her.
“What’s up?”
Jane wrapped her arms around his middle and sighed. “I should probably tell you about my scars.”
He wanted to scream “yes” at the top of his lungs, but that wouldn’t have been appropriate. Instead he said: “You don’t have to tell me anything.” He put his hand on her cheek, still smiling. “Only if you want to.”
“I do.” She turned her head to his hand and kissed his palm. “Abby is right. I should finally open up to someone.”