Naomi I loved her, "the growl in his throat is one of annoyance. “Shall I touch you below the belt so we can test additional stimuli?” I’m still seated on the toilet, and his hips are mere inches from my face." The way these two communicate with each other was entertaining:
Perhaps I still need lessons on how to read her. “Do you want to have sex with me, Naomi?”
“Of course. I don’t need sex, exactly. But I’d like for you to put your mouth between my legs. And I’d like to feel your penis inside me. I think that would feel good based on prior empirical evidence."
Vasily is so confident, "nyet, you like me.” He’s smiling and he reaches out for me. His skin is livid with welts from where I got carried away, but he looks content. “Come back. We will have sex again as soon as I recover." I liked that he was always willing to accommodate his woman, "I need a shower. And I am going to eff you while we are in it, since you do not like the bed." I love this series.
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