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Finally, he breaks the kiss, his eyes filled with hunger as he looks down at me. He takes my hand and presses it against his rock-hard cock. “Can you feel what you do to me, princess?” My hand cups his cock and gently starts to play with and a groan escapes him. “I’ve never wanted someone as much as I do you.”
His words make my heart jolt, but I know I can’t let them mean anything to me. It’s bad enough I’ve gone off schedule. I don’t even know what the time is or how long Andrey and I have been locked in my room together. But I’m aching for his touch once again and desperate for one last mind-shattering encounter with Andrey—my husband.
No, Isabella, you can’t think of him like that. I give myself a stern talking-to. Before I can ponder the war raging inside me, Andrey lifts me into his arms and carries me to the bed. I’m waiting for him to throw me onto it like he’s done a few times before, but to my surprise, he lays me down gently.
Andrey picks up one of the towels and dries himself while our eyes are locked. When he’s done, he walks toward the bed and covers me with his body, lips claiming mine and a passionate kiss that makes my toes curl and a warm streak of desire swirl in my belly.
When he finally lifts his head, Andrey grabs hold of me and rolls us, pulling me on top of him. My knees curl next to him, and I sit with my pussy pressed into the lower half of his belly. I can feel the bit of hair there teasing my clit and still the need to start rubbing myself against it.
“Feed me your pussy, Isabella. I want to taste you.” Andrey’s eyes are dark with carnal desire, and his voice is thick.
I swallow and move toward him, feeling awkward because I’m not sure how this works. But he slides down, grabs my hips, and pulls me toward him. I position my pussy above his mouth and lower myself onto it, my hand reaching out to grab the headboard as his mouth closes around my mound.
Andrey’s hands push my legs wider apart to give him better access as he starts to feast on my juices, and I feel myself back on the edge I don’t think I fully came down from in the shower. The feeling of his mouth sucking on me while his tongue laps at me is incredible and just when I think it couldn’t feel any better, he lifts me slightly and sticks his tongue in me.
“Oh, my God!” rips from my throat as his tongue swirls and thrust. “Of fuck, Andrey.” He starts to move his face, and I can feel the slight roughness of his afternoon shadow prickle my softness as I soak his face with my coiling desire. “Oh, yes, that feels so goooood.” I’m starting to pant. Andrey moves his hand. As he thrusts and swirls his tongue I feel his thumb flick and swirl around my clit and the world around me explodes.
While I’m riding the wave of my orgasm, Andrey lifts me and puts me down on his rock-hard cock. I cry out, sure I can’t take anymore of this feeling until he starts to move and I find myself moving along with him, riding the crest of my last explosive orgasm.
“Oh, baby, I hope you’re ready for me,” Andrey groans. “Oh, fuck, I love the way your pussy milks my cock.” His hands move from my hips to massage my boobs and tweak my nipples. Soon I’m bouncing up and down on his shaft. “That’s it baby, ride me.”
“Andrey,” I breathe. “Oh fuck, Andrey, I’m… I’m right there.”
I lean my hands on his chest and start pumping myself faster and faster until another orgasm rips through me at the same time Andrey sucks in a breath, a groan rolling through his chest and through his lips as he fills me with his seed. I’m still spasming from the orgasm when he rolls us over once again, his hips still grinding against mine as his lips crush mine.
When we come down from the high of pleasure, Andrey rolls us onto our sides. His body is wrapped around me, and I feel warm in his strong arms. Andrey kisses my head.
“I don’t want to move,” Andrey tells me. “I want to stay here and explore every inch of you, but your father’s waiting for us, and Genevra was not happy when I told her to leave us.”
“Oh, shit!” My eyes widened. “I nearly forgot, I have to go.” Fuck, did I just say that? “I have to go to my father’s office. He doesn’t like to be kept waiting,” I quickly correct myself.
Fuck, I hope I haven’t screwed up the plans with my unscheduled late afternoon quickie. Well, it wasn’t really a quickie, though. God, how many times did I orgasm? I glance at the clock when I rush back into my room, stopping when I see Andrey sitting on the bed waiting for me. He’s already dressed and doesn’t look like we just had a sex marathon.
Shit! “Uh, I need to get dressed.”
“Go ahead.” Andrey smiles. “I love watching you.”
“Well, that’s not disturbing at all.” I laugh nervously. “But seriously, Andrey, I’m … we’re late to meet my father.” I dodge him as he reaches out for me. I grab the clothes that are now on the chair, and hurry to get them on. “Shit my hair.”
“I’ll go down and keep your father company,” Andrey says, standing. He walks up behind me at my dresser while I’m trying to untangle my damp, knotty hair. He kisses the top of my head once again. “How long do you think before we can leave the party?”
“Three or four more drinks, maybe?” A pang of guilt hits me as Andrey is being nice and even caring to me at the moment. He’s a bastard and ruthless. Never forget that, I tell myself. Always be careful around animals, Isabella. Even the most tame animal is still an animal. I’m sure that applies to ruthless Bratva princes as well.
No sooner has Andrey left my room, than Genevra rushes in. She doesn’t say a word about what she must know Andrey and I were doing, making my cheeks heat.
“We have to hurry. There’s not a lot of time left,” Genevra tells me, taking the brush and gently getting the last of the knots out. She stops and looks over my shoulder at me in the mirror. “You look so much like your mother. She’d be so proud of you, sweet girl.”
I smile at Genevra, wishing I’d known this side of her for the past eighteen years. But she had her reason for being the way she was. I stand and hug her.
“Thank you for everything.”
Her arms wrap around me squeezing me.“I’m going to miss you so much. But I can’t be happier that you’re finally going to get out, away from this world of your father’s.”
Before I can say anything more, she ushers me out the door. I stand in the hallway and my heart lurches with excitement while my soul has a heaviness about it. I know it has to do with Andrey and while he drives me wild with desire, I may not be worldly-wise in the way of relationships, but I do know they can’t just be built on sex.
As I follow Genevra down the stairs to my father’s office, I think about this time tomorrow and how I’ll finally be free to live my life how I want to. Even if I’m not too sure what I want at the moment, at least whatever it turns out to be it will be my choice.
Chapter 13
