Chapter Thirty Eight.

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This is the reception/honeymoon chapter, so lots of fluff, and then a nice healthy dose of smut. ;) Thank you very much Maria, Hannah and Christina for the butt kickings you gave whenever I was ready to scream in frustration and scrap the lemons because they weren't coming out the way I wanted them to.

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You've been on my mind
I grow fonder every day,
lose myself in time just thinking of your face
God only knows why it's taking me so long
to let my doubts go
You're the only one that I want

"So?" Dimitri's voice was light and carefree as he spun me out before pulling me back in to his chest. It was our first dance, and Adele's One and Only was playing in the background as we swayed to the music. "How do you feel… Mrs Belikov?"

I giggled and pulled my hand from his so I could twine my arms around his neck as he lowered his hands to rest on my hips. "It feels amazing."

My lips met his gently before I pulled back and rested my cheek against his chest. "Today's been amazing. I don't want it to end."

"Are you sure? Has it really been okay?"

You never know if you never try to forget your past
And simply be mine

I dare you to let me be your, your one and only
Promise I'm worth it, to hold in your arms
So come on and give me the chance

To prove I am the one who can

I grinned and tilted my head back so I could meet his gaze. "It's been more than okay. It's been wonderful. I'd been half expecting Adrian to burst in with a gun and to shoot half of the congregation, so to have today run smoothly, with no bumps or problems, it's much more than I expected or dared to dream of. I'm your wife, and you're now the father of the kids, not only in our eyes, but also in the eyes of the law." My hand slipped from around his neck so I could cup his cheek. "It's been perfect, and the perfect beginning to our life together."

Dimitri smiled as he leant down to brush his lips against mine. "I like the sound of that. Our life together as a proper family."

Have I been on your mind?
You hang on every word I say,

Lose yourself in time at the mention of my name,

Will I ever know how it feels to hold you close
And have you tell me which ever road I chose you'll go

"And speaking of families…" My voice trailed off as my stomach churned uncomfortably. "Are- are you still okay with the surrogacy?"

He chuckled and kissed my cheek before he pulled me even closer to his chest so that he could rest his chin on the crown of my head. "No regrets, Roza. I think that it's a great and very selfless thing for you to do. However," He pulled back and tilted my face up so I had to meet his gaze. "I don't want you to do anything you're not comfortable with. I will support you one hundred percent if you decide to go through with it. If you decide that you can't, then I'll stand by you with that decision, and Lissa and Christian will understand."

"What if-" I swallowed. "What if I want to do it, but I can't. What if I want to wait for another year or two? Everything just seems to be piling up and I'm not sure at the moment whether or not we're in the right position to go through with it. I mean-"

"Roza," Dimitri pressed a finger to my lips to stop my babbling. "Calm down. If you're having second thoughts about being a surrogate, I understand and Lissa and Christian will too. If you want to wait a while longer, I'm sure that they won't have a problem with it. In two weeks, we have the final court hearing. I seriously doubt that Adrian's lawyer will have found something else to keep the trial delayed, so he'll be sentenced and all of our stress will be gone. I know that you're worried about the outcome of the trial, and you were nervous about the wedding. Well, we're married, and the trial is almost over. Once that last obstacle is gone, you'll be able to think clearly, with no worries at the back of your mind and you'll know for sure what you want to do."

"I hope that you're right this time."

He chuckled. "I thought you hated it when I'm right?"

I smirked into his chest. "I do, but in this case, I can let it slide."

I dare you to let me be your, your one and only
I promise I'm worth it to hold in your arms
So come on and give me the chance

To prove I'm the one who can
Walk that mile until the end starts
Come and give me the chance
To prove that I'm the one who can
Walk that mile until the end starts

"Okay, all you single spinsters," I grimaced and smacked at Dimitri's chest when he chuckled at Christian's words. "Get ready to catch our beautiful bride's bouquet."

Mia rolled her eyes as Lissa poked her in the side, and grudgingly moved to stand in the centre of the dance floor, as I joined Christian in the centre of the stage. I hadn't wanted to lose my bouquet, so had had a smaller, duplicate made specifically to be thrown.

Viktoria was stood in the crowd, giggling as Karolina and Sonya attempted to subtly push each other. Dimitri was glaring at Ambrose, who'd been alternating between eying up Viktoria and one of my cousins throughout the church service and the rest of the evening.

I turned around and Christian grinned. "Okay, ladies, are you ready?" Cheers and excited squeals erupted from behind my back as I took a deep breath, clutched the bouquet tightly in my hands, and then threw it backwards before spinning to see who caught it.

I giggled as the room fell silent, waiting to see who was victorious in catching my bouquet.

Everyone moved, so that I could see the bouquet in her arms and I laughed, breaking the silence at the exact same time as Mia's disgusted voice echoed around the room.

"Oh fuck no."

Mia and Lissa had pushed me into a padded chair, and I giggled as I lifted my dress up to just above my knees. Dimitri knelt down, and then gazed up at me through his eyelashes, a wicked grin on his lips as his hands rested on either side of my legs.

A snicker burst free from my lips as he winked and pushed my dress a little higher so he could see the tossing garter on my right leg, and then I snorted when I heard Tom's appalled whisper to my dad.

"Babam onun iç çamaşırı görmek için anne etek kadar Bakmak var! O bunu yapamaz!"

He'd been pleased as punch when he'd found out the Abe spoke Turkish, and refused to speak to him in English. The kids knew Turkish, but I didn't use it often, and Tom was relishing the fact that there was someone else who he could talk to who understood what he was saying.

"What did he say?" Dimitri's brow crinkled as Abe laughed at Tom's remark too.

"He thinks it's bad that you're peeking up my skirt to see my underwear."

Dimitri's eyes widened, and then he chuckled as he lowered his lips to dot soft kisses up my thigh, tracing a path to the garter before he took hold of it between his teeth and began to tug it down.

Behind him, Abe began to do part of his 'duties', ushering all of the single men at the reception into the free space behind Dimitri's back so that he could throw my tossing garter to them, the same way I'd thrown my bouquet to the women.

I squeaked as Dimitri nipped at my leg, the sound covering up his chuckles as everyone's attention focused on us once again.

The feel of his lips on my skin was heavenly, the way he carefully caressed my legs riling me up while everybody remained oblivious.

"Dimitri," The blush on my cheeks grew as he chuckled and nipped at my leg again, before tugging the garter over my knee and down my shin.

"This is just to give you a little forewarning for tonight, for what I'm going to do to you with my-"

"Shhhh." My cheeks flamed bright red as I glanced around in case anyone had heard him, while he slipped my shoe off so he could remove the garter properly.

Then he chuckled, stood, and threw it directly towards Mason who cowered under Mia's horrified glare when he caught it. A cheer went up through the crowd, though whether it was for us, as Dimitri pulled me to my feet and kissed me, or for Mason and Mia, I didn't know.

Christian laughed into the microphone as Mia shook her head adamantly at something Lissa was saying to her.

"You know what tradition dictates about the garter toss and bouquet throw?"

I shook my head as Dimitri chuckled and kissed my forehead.

"The dude has to put the garter on the leg of the chick that caught the bouquet." I snorted at the glare Mia sent towards Mason as he walked towards her, following Christian's 'hip' instructions, his face as red as his hair. His hands were visibly shaking as he slipped it over Mia's foot and up her leg before she slapped his hands away, scowling even more at Christian's next words.

"Those that catch either item are said to be the next to marry. In some instances, it is said that they will marry each other. And since these two are already dating – well, keep a space in your diaries ladies and gents. They'll be getting hitched soon, no doubt!"

I giggled as Dimitri lifted me up into his arms, and then unlocked the door to our room. "You, Mrs. Belikov…" His voice trailed off as my arms snaked around his shoulders and his lips nipped at my neck. "Are absolutely amazing and I love you so much."

My voice was a soft sigh as he carried me over the threshold and my lips ghosted across his cheek to his mouth. "I love you too, so much that I think my heart would burst. Today still feels like a dream, the best one I've ever had, and I'm afraid to wake up in case it actually is."

He chuckled against my lips. "This is definitely not a dream, Roza."

My breath caught as he gently placed me on the bed, and then my fingers curled around his collar when he tried to pull away.

"And where do you think you're going?"

"To run a bath," His lips kissed a trail up my neck to my ear. "For us."

"Sounds good," My mouth curved into a wicked grin. "But first, let me help you undress."

My hands pulled and wrenched at his clothes eagerly, the buttons from his shirt popping everywhere as I tugged impatiently and then crushed my mouth to his.

"Roza," Dimitri's chest heaved as we broke the kiss and I continued to tug at his clothes. "Roza, wait. Let's take things sl-"

"Fuck taking things slow." My lips pressed against his once more, "Wait." Surprise flitted across his features as I pushed him back. "I brought something along that Lissa and Mia threatened me with before. I think you'll like it, but first…" I stared at Dimitri sternly and then pointed at the bathroom door. "I know I'm contradicting myself but get in there and get naked. Run the bath, and by the time it's done – and no peeking – I'll be ready."

I winked, and Dimitri practically fell over his feet as he rushed to the bathroom.

I giggled, and as soon as the door clicked shut behind him and the taps started to run, I was on my feet and rifling through our bags.

"Where are you, little white, lacy dress?"

I grinned triumphantly as my fingers grazed against a piece of lacy material. Lissa and Mia had teased and bullied me relentlessly over the honeymoon, asking whether or not Dimitri would 'get lucky', or whether I'd just whip out a pair of my 'huge, grey granny pants'. They'd been shocked when I'd prompted a trip to Ann Summers, but I bet they hadn't expected, or realised that I was going to 'borrow' one of the ridiculous outfits they'd suggested I wear on my hen night. It was exactly as I remembered it - all sheer, white lace and netting with a tiny underskirt-turned-mini dress type thing underneath.

I struggled out of my wedding dress, cursing the designer for not adding in buttons or a zip, and then untied and pulled off the corsety-type thing I'd been forced to wear, letting out a soft sigh of relief when my lungs were able to expand fully. My tights disappeared next – to make it easier and quicker for Dimitri – and then I slipped my garter back on. I enjoyed taking in a few deep breaths, and then pulled the lingerie on, being careful not to rip it before I added the fingerless gloves, and then, once I'd removed the pins and brushed my hair out, added the final touch - a lacy wedding veil and a slick of bright red lipstick.

The sound of running water suddenly shut off, and I hurried to pull out the 'make up' bag I'd packed, before I tucked our bags and clothes away neatly. Once they were hidden from sight, I jumped onto the bed, giggling when I bounced a few times.

The door handle rattled, Dimitri letting me know that he was coming out, and I wiped the grin off of my face as I tried to position myself sexily, with one finger crooked towards him.

"Hey, Comrade,"

Dimitri chuckled as he stepped into the bedroom and caught my eye, until he got a good look at my body. His eyes widened as he swallowed heavily, and then he dropped the towel that had been around his waist.

Looks like we were both excited for what the other had in store.

Memories of the first time we'd stayed at The Ritz flitted through my mind as Dimitri drew closer, before our eyes met and I had to fight the urge to melt into the bed sheets as I bit back a moan. Pure lust and unbridled love filled his eyes as he laid down beside me and pulled my body into his arms, his fingers tracing soft circles across my hip as I did the same to his chest.

We didn't speak for a moment, and I took the time to study him, the way I had the first time we were together. He was so tall, and yet incredibly graceful. He wasn't beefy or bulked up like the hulk, but had a nice muscle tone and strength that he used to protect the ones he loved. His broad chest was muscled and well defined, with a light sprinkling of chestnut coloured hair that tapered in to an enticing happy trail. He had slim hips, and long, muscled legs. Everything about him was just… big. Powerful. Manly. His face was classically beautiful. A strong jaw and nose, high cheekbones, firm yet soft lips and dark, piercing eyes.

"I love you." My voice was gentle as I tilted my head back to meet his gaze, and Dimitri smiled softly before he lowered his lips to mine.

"I love you too."

My hand trailed up and over his shoulder, my fingers twining into the ends of his hair as I pulled his face to mine. His lips were soft and gentle as they moved against my own, teasing and nipping at my lower lip when his arms tightened around my waist, drawing me into his chest before his fingers slipped under the hem of the lingerie.

"Though I love this outfit on you, Roza, I like it better when there's nothing between us."

His fingers lightly trailed over my skin while he removed the dress from my body, his loving touches drawing whimpers from my throat as he smiled and then leant down to kiss me hungrily.

"You're so beautiful, Roza. And you're my wife. God, I'm the luckiest man in the world." Dimitri's whispers against my neck made me shiver and curl even closer to his body as our eyes met.

"Husband and wife, like we were meant to be. And no one can ruin this for us." One of his large hands wrapped around my thigh, lifting it until it was wrapped around his waist, opening me up for him as I kissed across his chest. "Everything is finally falling into place."

"Let's hope it stays that way." Dimitri's voice was a soft murmur as he tilted my face up so that he could kiss me properly.

A smile crept onto my lips as Dimitri moved to lie between my legs, his erection pressed up against my stomach as one of his hands slipped down to hold my waist and my hands trailed down his back to grip at his hips.

I knew exactly what he was going to do, he was going to make our lovemaking tender and sweet, and to focus solely on ensuring that I had the best sex of my life.

But as good as that sounded, that wasn't what I wanted. This was our honeymoon, and so, it was going to be good – no, better than good. As pleasurable as possible for the both of us. And I knew exactly how to start things off, so that Dimitri would understand that to have the best time myself, he also had to have a good time.

I grinned at the slight confusion on Dimitri's features as I wrapped my legs tightly around his waist and rolled us over so I could be on top, and then his grin matched mine as I slowly lowered myself onto his hard length.

A soft pant left my lips as Dimitri moaned, and we both stilled, enjoying the sensation of being joined after almost two weeks of nothing more than heated kisses because of the last minute wedding preparations.

"Now, we can take it sl- oh." My fingers dug into Dimitri's shoulders as he grasped my hips and began to rock me against him. "Di- oh." My breath caught as he slid his hands up from my hips to cup my breasts, teasing at my hardened nipples with his fingers, urging me to take the lead.

Pants escaped from between my lips as Dimitri stroked at my sensitive flesh, making me cry out as my hands pressed into his chest and I rocked my body against his, lifting myself up and slamming back down as he thrust his hips up to meet mine.

"Roza," his voice was practically a growl and I whimpered as he left my chest alone, his hands moving to my hips so he could move my body more urgently against his.

My nails left imprints into his skin as Dimitri suddenly sat up so our chests were touching, his hands gripping my waist as he increased the pace and I crushed my lips to his eagerly.

There was an element of tenderness, of love, as our bodies moved together, sweat beading across our flushed skin, but there was also possessiveness in the way we gripped at each other. We were married and had made that commitment in front of our friends and family to stay together and belong to each other for the rest of our lives, but it was like we needed to prove that to ourselves, that we were each other's and nothing would be able to stop that.

"Roza. You- you-"

"Di-" My voice was cut off as Dimitri groaned in frustration and rolled so I was pinned underneath him as he continued to drive into my body fiercely.

My legs wrapped around his waist even more tightly as my stomach tightened, and my hips began to thrust against his frantically.

"I'm close. I'm so cl-"

My voice choked off into an excited gasp as my stomach tightened, and my body exploded, my orgasm flooding through me in a heated wave that made me cry out as my body tingled.

Dimitri's body shook as he came inside of me a few seconds later, a low, guttural moan leaving his lips as he buried his face in the crook of my neck and continued to thrust into me gently as I panted, my fingers running through his damp hair.

My chest heaved as I sighed, and Dimitri's lips dotted soft kisses across my neck and jaw until he reached my lips.

"I love you, Roza."

I smiled and then giggled when he resumed dotting kisses, this time across my collarbone, a light moan echoing in my throat as my body shuddered under his touch.

"I love you, too."

"Mmmmm, Roza…" I giggled as Dimitri raised himself up from where we'd been spooning on the sofa so he could rifle through the large 'make up' bag I'd brought and pull out something in a jar. "I remember this."

"Of course you do-" I squealed as he dripped the cold liquid onto my bare stomach and then pushed him away when he tried to lean in and kiss me.

"Yep. From Halloween. How could I have forgotten after that night, when you had chocolate body paint smeared all over you…" My eyes rolled back into my head at his words and my body rubbed up against his willingly when he pulled me into his arms. "You tasted heavenly, then." His mouth slowly began to lower down my body, his teeth teasing and nipping at my flushed, sensitive skin and drawing soft whimpers from my throat. "Let's see if this one tastes as good."

My breath caught as Dimitri's lips closed around one of my nipples as his free hand skimmed down my waist and slipped in between my legs.

"Didn't I tell you what I was going to do to you, Roza?" Images of his grin during the garter toss ceremony flickered through my mind as my hips jerked off of the bed, pressing into his hand as I gasped and clutched at his shoulders, my nails digging into the smooth, tanned skin as he continued to tease me with the slow motion of his fingers.

"Don't stop. Don't stop." My voice was a chant as he chuckled and dipped his head so he could nip at my earlobe, and then stopped what he was doing. "No- Dimit-" My hands slid down to his wrist, trying to hold his hand in place.

"Roza, we have all weeke-"

"I don't want to wait all weekend! I want you now!"

His lips crashed against mine, and my hands wound into his hair, holding his face to my own as he shifted so that his chest was pressed against mine.

"I want to take you on the chair, Roza." Dimitri's voice was filled with lust, and excitement filled my chest. "Is that okay?"

I let my body answer his question as I climbed onto his lap and wrapped my arms and legs around him tightly, ready for him to stand up.

"Fuck!"

When Dimitri said he was going to take me, he meant it. I was knelt on the seat of the chair, gripping the back support as tightly as I could while his hands gripped my hips, moving me fiercely in time with his thrusts.

"Di-"

My hands flexed and tightened into the thick padding as Dimitri's hips moved even closer to my own and he stilled. "Is this okay, Roza? Am I hurting y-"

"No." My voice was a hard groan as I deliberately arched my back and rocked my hips against his. "You go in so deep from this angle, and- and- Just don't stop…"

My voice trailed off as Dimitri grunted and leant forwards so his chest was pressed against my back. His hands moved from my hips to grip beside mine, his face buried into my shoulder as his thrusts slowed and deepened, becoming more powerful as he drew me closer to my release.

"Roza, move against me. Ple-" My hips began to grind against Dimitri's as he panted and spurred me on, the pace of his thrusts increasing as the chair wobbled dangerously from our movements.

Dimitri felt so good inside of me when he was buried as deeply as he could be, and the way our bodies moved in sync always made my breath catch.

"You feel so- Roza-" Dimitri's voice was husky and I my back arched as he suddenly hissed and thrust into me sharply. "Are you close? I don't want to- to-"

"Almost, just-" I tilted my face to the side, one of my hands leaving the chair so I could reach back and twine my fingers into the hair at the nape of Dimitri's neck, carefully pulling his body even closer to mine as we both drew closer to our release. A soft moan slipped through my teeth as Dimitri's lips met mine, and then my hips bucked sharply and my stomach clenched as his hand trailed down my stomach and between my legs to tease at my clit, pushing my body even closer to the edge.

It was like we were consumed by each other as his tongue softly probed my mouth, eliciting soft groans as his fingers teased me relentlessly. His ministrations lifted my body higher and higher until I came, my walls convulsing hard around his throbbing erection, prompting his own release before I fell forwards, breathing harshly as our hips continued to move together in sync, helping each other to ride out our orgasms.

I sighed softly as Dimitri slipped out of me and pressed a gentle kiss to the nape of my neck, before lifting me up and carrying me back towards the bed.

"Thank you," My arms wrapped around his waist as he tucked us both under the covers and then kissed my lips softly.

"Thank you for letting me do that."

"I enjoyed it. You definitely need to show me some more of that wild side before we leave, Comrade." I grinned, and then sighed as my eyelids drooped and curled up even closer to Dimitri's side, an air of contentment wrapping around us both as he pulled me into his chest and ran his fingers through my hair. "I love you."

He chuckled and then flicked off the lamp. "We have all weekend, Roza. I'll make sure you do. I love you, too."

"Dimitri?"

"Hmmmm?" His sleepy eyes met mine and I giggled, noting the way that a shiver ran through his body as I scraped my nails down his chest and over his abs. "Are you planning on keeping me locked up in this hotel suite all weekend?"

A wolfish grin popped across his features, and then he yawned. "We can go out if you'd like to, but first we need to sleep. You kept me up all night, Mrs. Belikov."

"I wouldn't have if you weren't so damn irresistible and sexy when naked, Mr. Belikov. If you don't like it then keep your pants on next time."

He snorted. "Don't go putting on lingerie that's just asking to be torn off next time, and I won't."

I winked and then buried my face in his chest. "Get some sleep. I've got big plans for you later on."

"Mmmm." I sighed and then rested my head back against Dimitri's chest. We'd finished our room service dinner and were curled up together in bed relaxing.

"Have you eaten enough?"

I smiled and pressed a kiss to Dimitri's bare chest. "Yes. You don't need to worry so much." My eyes locked with his, softening at the emotions that were clear to see across his face. "I love you for it, but I want you to enjoy yourself and to put yourself first too. Everything is fine. It's better than fine."

"Good." His voice was soft as his lips trailed down my forehead and over the bridge of my nose so he could peck my lips.

"Do you think the kids are okay?"

He chuckled. "Roza, it's only been a day."

"I know, but-"

"They're fine. Mia's there, as are Lissa and Christian, your parents and my family. They're probably being spoilt rotten."

"How do you think Katrina feels?"

Dimitri paused, and then shifted, his fingers tilting my face up so that he could look straight into my eyes. "I think she's okay. She seemed happy enough, and like she was enjoying the attention at the wedding. Everyone's accepted her into our family without question, so I don't think she feels like an outsider in any way. Everyone refers to us as her parents and her as our daughter. Maybe we should talk to her when we get back?" He ran the backs of his fingers up and down my arm as he spoke, his brow furrowed as he spoke his thoughts aloud. "I'm pretty sure that if there was anything wrong we'd have heard about it by now, either from her or through the rest of the kids. Why, has she hinted at anything to you?"

I shook my head. "No. I'm just a little worried and emotional is all. I'm a mum; therefore, I worry obsessively when it comes down to the safety, health and wellbeing of my family. We're completely responsible for her now; legally she has no ties to Adrian or Camille." My gaze met his again. "I still can't believe we're a proper family now."

"You need to start believing it, Roza. We've been fighting for this for so long; we need to cherish it while we can." He chuckled, and then pressed his lips to my forehead as his hands lowered to rub soft patterns into the bare skin of my stomach and waist as my breath caught.

"Dimitri," I paused and bit my lip as his hands stopped moving and he waited for me to finish speaking. "I'm worried about the surrogacy."

"Why?" His forehead crinkled up in confusion as he glanced down into my eyes, his stare so intense that it felt as though he could see the words running around inside my brain.

"I-" My hand covered his on my stomach as I sighed. Why was it so hard to just spit out the words I needed to say? "I'm just really worried. What-" I scrubbed at my face.

"Just spit it out, Roza." Dimitri's fingers rubbed light circles into the soft skin of my stomach as he kissed my temple. "What's bugging you?"

"I'm thirty two years old. What if I'm too old? Or there's a complication? Or something happens to the baby? I'd die for Lissa, and she'd do the same for me, but what if something- what if that happened to the baby? This is such a big thing for all of us, but them especially, and you know, the older you are, the more risks that are involved with pregnancy. What if I can't even conceive in the first place?" Irrational tears filled my eyes as my voice cracked. "I promised to do this for her, but what if I can't go through with it, not because I don't want to but because I can't?"

Dimitri's arms tightened around my waist as I babbled on, my fears and concerns spilling out into the open. When I finally ran out of steam his hands cupped my face as he kissed me softly.

"I can't understand what you're feeling completely, because it's a fear that I'll never have to face. But you know that it's also not one that I'm going to let you face alone. You are the strongest, bravest, most beautiful woman I have ever met. What you are doing for Lissa and Christian is amazing, but it is risky. They know the risks, and they also understand that you may change your mind, and if you do, they can't complain or argue. If something happens – there's nothing any of us can do. It's something we can't control, and it could happen to anyone. We just have to hope for the best. It's highly unlikely that you won't get pregnant, and if you don't?" He shrugged. "Then we talk it through with Lissa and Christian. We can either try again, or they can decide to leave it, or they can ask Mia, or try another surrogate." His fingertips began to massage my skin soothingly again. "You're putting too much pressure on yourself, Roza. You're only human."

"But-"

"No." His voice was stern as his fingers covered my mouth. "Don't dwell on it. Not right now. When everything else is dealt with, then you can freak out and change your mind, and change it back again." His lips pressed against mine lightly, and I sighed, my body relaxing as he pulled me into his arms. "This time tomorrow we'll be home again and things will be back in full swing. Nothing will go wrong, and you'll make the right decision. Let's just enjoy what's left of our honeymoon while we can."

I giggled as his hands trailed down my body and he waggled his eyebrows suggestively.

"And how exactly do you propose we do that, Mr. Belikov?"

He chuckled and tightened his grasp. "I think you know exactly how, Mrs. Belikov."

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Translations:

Dad's peeking up mum's skirt to see her underwear! He can't do that! - Babamonun iç çamaşırıgörmek içinanneetekkadarBakmakvar!Obunu yapamaz!

Dad's peeking up mum's skirt - BabaanneetekkadarBakmakoluyor

To see her underwear - onun iç çamaşırıgörmek için

He can't do that! - oyapamaz!