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When he pulls back, his knuckles gently brush along my cheek.

“Having fun?” he asks, voice low and warm against my ear.

“Yeah,” I breathe. “Thank you for organizing this. It’s been perfect.”

My friends finally notice us and stop dancing. “Andrei!” Mabel calls out cheerfully. The others echo her greeting with bright smiles.

He gives them a polite nod, but his attention stays mostly on me. His hand strokes slow circles on my lower back as he asks, “You ready to head home, or do you still want to hang out with your friends?”

I rest my head against his shoulder. “I’m beat. I’d like to call it a night.”

A wicked little smile curves his lips. “Good. Because I’ve got plans for you tonight.”

The low, filthy promise in his voice sends a shiver through me. I whimper softly, already clenching at the thought.

He stands up, still holding me, and I curl my arms around his neck and wrap my legs around his waist. My friends wave and call out goodnights as we head for the exit.

“Call me when you get home!” I shout back to them over my shoulder.

The moment we slide into the back of his car, Andrei hands me a cold bottle of water. I drain half of it in one go, still perched on his lap. He presses a button and the privacy partition rises.

Then his mouth is on mine again.

The kiss starts slow and deep, but quickly turns intense. His hands are everywhere, in my hair, sliding down my back, gripping my ass. I moan into his mouth, grinding against the hard bulge in his pants. I need him inside me. Now.

My fingers fumble desperately with his belt.

Andrei chuckles darkly against my lips. “Easy, baby.”

He helps me, unbuckling his belt and freeing his cock. The moment it springs free, he slides my panties to the side. I sink down onto him, gasping loudly as he stretches and fills me completely.

“Oh God…” I breathe, dropping my forehead to his shoulder.

I start bouncing on his cock, rolling my hips. Even with the partition up, I know the driver can probably hear me moaning. Right now, I honestly don’t care.

Andrei grips my hips, guiding me, thrusting up to meet every downward bounce. His mouth finds my neck, sucking and biting as I ride him harder.

It doesn’t take long before I come, my walls clenching around him as soft, broken moans spill from my lips.

I collapse against his chest with a contented sigh, still trembling. “You didn’t come,” I whisper, nuzzling into his neck.

“Not yet. We’re just getting started, wife.”

When we pull up to the house, Andrei carries me straight upstairs to our bedroom.

The moment the door clicks shut behind us, he sets me on my feet and we’re on each other.

Clothes come off in a frantic rush. The second we’re both naked, Andrei climbs onto the bed and pulls me up with him. He lies back and drags me straight onto his face.

I gasp as his mouth latches onto my pussy. I rock against his face shamelessly, grinding down, my hands braced on the headboard as moans spill from my throat.

“Andrei… oh fuck—”

I come hard, crying out his name, my hips jerking as I flood his mouth and chin. He doesn’t stop. He keeps licking, lapping up every drop.

In one fluid motion, he pulls me down onto his cock, impaling me completely. I cry out at the sudden stretch, my walls still fluttering from my orgasm.

He flips us instantly, rolling me onto my back. He hooks my legs up over his shoulders, and drives into me deep and hard.