Aesthetic Credits: Viktoria – FC Joanna Prus
/ Istvan – FC Rob Evans
/ Both images borrowed from their Instagram
/ I own none of these images, all used with love and respect <3
/ Rings – enoirvado / Vegas view – Instagram sin1city / Quotes – all taken from Pinterest and none had credit for where they came from.[/caption]
His forehead puckered as he scrutinized her face. Her beautiful, worried little face. He let out a low laugh, more to diffuse the tension in the air than anything, because there was very little to laugh about in her last sentence…
“You really are asking the big questions today, aren’t you my love?“
She shook her head, speaking quietly,
“Don’t do that. Don’t diminish it Istvan. It’s a legitimate concern, and too important not to consider it…”
Exasperated, he snapped at her,
“You think I don’t know that?! What do you want me to tell you Viktoria?! We’ve both had attempts on our life. We’ve got the best security practices in place, threats are constantly assessed and dealt with as they occur. You know all this!!”
He softened his tone seeing the wide-eyed look on her face; he sighed as he reached out to touch her cheek,
“All I can promise you is that our child would be under the same detail. I can’t guarantee you that no one will ever make another attempt to end our reign, but I can assure you that I’ll have the best staff on hand at all times to protect my family. Our family.”
She nodded her head, saying nothing. They sat in a heavy silence for several minutes. Her heart thumped inside her chest as he took her hands in his, a vulnerable, tender look in his eyes,
“Viktoria, please, I understand that you’re scared but there’s nothing I want more than for us to have a family. I love you so much sweetheart.”
She nodded,
“Istvan, you’re my husband and I love you more than anything.”
She sighed,
“I just need some time to try to get my head round the idea.”
His face lit up, gripping her hands tighter,
“Is that a yes??”
She pulled her hands from his, cupping his cheek,
“It’s not a yes, it’s an ‘I need a little bit of time to think about everything we talked about’ Ist…”
Suddenly he caught her lips in a kiss that she didn’t see coming. It was so hungry, deep and passionate; his hand moving up her thigh as he began to trail kisses from her lips to her ear, commandingly whispering,
“No, you need to stop thinking, you need to let go of all these doubts you have, get caught up in the moment and let me show you how much I love you…”
His breath was hot against her ear, she probably shouldn’t do this, she probably should go and think about all the things they’d said today, she really wanted to resist him right now, but she could never turn making love with Istvan down, certainly not when he kissed her like that; she felt like his touch set fire to her skin. He tugged at her earlobe with his teeth whispering sweet-nothings about how beautiful she was, as one hand slid under her skirt, the other caressing her breast, thumb rolling over her nipple. A soft moan slipped from her lips as his fingers grazed against her underwear making her shiver. She could feel that familiar longing in the pit of her stomach for her husband; her panties suddenly wet with her desire for him. Her lips crashing into his, her tongue pushing inside searching for his as she moved to straddle him on the sofa, fighting with his belt buckle to set his stiffened length free. He breathed,
“I love you Vik… Ohhh… Fuck…”,
between their kisses as he sprung free and felt her push her underwear aside, sinking down onto his thick cock.
She grinned wickedly at him, the only times she ever heard him swear were when they argued or in the heat of the moment like now; it really made her heart race knowing she had that effect on him. Taking a moment to adjust, she started to move, one of his hands held her hip, as he pushed up into her, pulling her deeper onto him with each movement, the other gently massaged her sensitive clit. It wasn’t long before she could feel her body begin to tighten around him as his length consumed her, expertly hitting the right spots, making her almost dizzy. Her arms wrapped tightly around his neck as she kissed him, groaning and writhing as he pushed her to the edge.
Istvan hadn’t been lying earlier when he told her that she drove him wild. Truthfully he’d never been with anyone who made him feel like this before he met his wife. Viktoria knew exactly what he liked, where and how. And no matter the disagreement, he was confident they could always resolve it just like this; there was nothing better than ‘Make-Up Sex’ with her. He wasn’t going to last much longer, her body growing tighter, drawing him deeper, the little moans escaping from her soft pink lips… Istvan locked eyes with his love, letting himself go, filling her as he felt her climax begin to tear through her body; explosively, beautifully coming together.
Viktoria collapsed into his arms pressing him back into the soft cushions of the sofa, breathing heavily,
“Oh my god, that was…. Urgh!! Amazing, Istvan.”
She scattered sweet kisses on his face. He nodded absentmindedly playing with her hair,
“It always is with you my love.”
She sighed,
“I could just stay like this forever with you. Forget the world. It’s perfect.”
Istvan took her hand, kissing the back of it,
“The only thing that would be more perfect would be if we made a baby today… Vik, don’t take your Pill tonight sweetheart, please?”
TBC – VP 💖
