Sergei
A touch of a hand on my chest, and my eyes snap open. Angelina’s breath brushes my side as she snuggles closer, and one of her legs comes over mine.
“Angelina?”
“Yeah?” she mumbles into my chest.
“You need to get back in bed, baby.”
“No. Go back to sleep.”
I close my eyes. She's been insisting on us sharing a bed for weeks, trying to sneak in the middle of the night to lie next to me. It’s killing me to say no to her over and over again, but I can’t risk it. She doesn’t understand how f*****g scared I am that I may hurt her in some way. So, like every night, I slide my hand down her body and remove her panties.
“It won’t work this time, Sergei,” she whispers and kisses my shoulder.
“What?”
“Your strategy of f*****g me senseless, leaving me nearly comatose so you can put me
