Page 90 of Depraved Royals
Kal glances at his watch.
“Give it a bit longer before you decide,” he says. “In the meantime, we have a few minutes of solitude, and I have a great idea. Follow me.”
He leads me past my art exhibition and to the back of the room, where another door leads to a flight of stairs. We emerge onto a balcony overlooking my surprise party.
I’m about to wave and shout to my parents when Kal grabs me around my waist, clapping his hand over my mouth.
“Shh,” he hisses in my ear. “Don’t make a sound.” His hand reaches for the hem of my cocktail dress, pulling it up over my hips. “I want to fuck you here, where anyone could see if they look up. They won’t be able to see what we’re actually doing, but it’s probably not wise to get anyone’s attention.”
Kal’s fingertips slip under the elastic of my panties, dragging them down my thighs. I can’t get my legs very far apart, but he doesn’t seem to mind.
“If I just slip inside you, can you keep it together?” he asks. I feel him undoing his zipper, and then his cock is against my ass, hot and throbbing.
I nod, and he removes his hand from my mouth.
“That’s my good girl,” he murmurs. “Lean over a little, hands out. I won’t fuck you too hard.”
Yeah, right, I’ve heard that before. My husband likes to make love to me, but he likes to fuck me even more.
I sigh as he presses the tip of his cock against my pussy. Just the lightest touch is enough to trigger a gush of wetness, and he moans as he slips inside me.
“I’ll never get used to how good you feel,” he says. He holds my hips, withdrawing from me only to shove his cock back inside roughly. “No, no,” he mutters, “I said I’d go slow, and I will.”
I grind my pussy onto him, and he growls in my ear.
“Oh, it’s like that, huh?” He gives me another firm thrust, sending a bolt of pleasure through my core. “I’d better even the odds a bit.”
Kal reaches for my clit, finding the swollen little bud quickly. I bite my lip, suppressing a cry as his fingertips slip over it, jangling my nerves and making my pussy clench involuntarily.
“Holy shit, Dani. You keep doing that, and this will be over pretty fucking quickly.”
I bump my ass into him, slamming his cock inside me to the hilt.
“So get on with it,” I say. “You’re all talk, Antonov. Where’s the action?”
I know what I’ll get for that kind of wise talk, and Kal doesn’t disappoint. He rubs my clit more insistently as his thrusts pick up pace.
“You wantaction?” he gasps, biting my earlobe. “You need to come in silence, Dani, and I don’t think you can, but I love you enough to help.”
He puts his hand over my mouth again, the other still touching my clit. The restraint and control are enough to push me over the edge, and I scream into his palm as my climax wracks my body. My wet pussy spasming on his cock is too much for Kal, and he lets out a long, low moan as he fills me with his come.
No one looks up. I don’t think anyone even saw us up here, let alone what we just did.
Kal pulls away and zips up, pulling up my panties for me as he does so.
“I think you need a bathroom,milaya. You’re full of my come, and as much as that does it for me, you might not want to receive your guests in such a slutty state.”
“You’re incorrigible,” I say, smiling. I remember something I meant to ask. “Is Pippa still here?”
“No. She had to go back to Moscow today, but she’ll be back next week to visit.”
I frown. “Kal, we can’t do that. I can’t be away from Tiana for that long!”
Kal looks past me and out onto the courtyard.
“It’s funny you should say that…” his voice tails off, and I turn to see what he’s looking at.
Vera walks through the door into the courtyard. My baby daughter is in her arms, looking adorable in a linen romper and bonnet.