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I almost can’t speak because so many sensations are consuming my body and I gasp as the blindfold is ripped from my eyes and he pulls my head up to face him and growls, “Watch me own your body.”
He thrusts inside fast and hard, causing me to jerk back and as he grips my hair in one hand, he powers in, filling me completely. My pussy is drenched from melted ice and desire and, as he powers inside my body, he stares into my eyes the entire time. I have never known anything like this in my life. He was right. Heisowning my body and I moan as he touches places I never knew existed, causing the mother of all orgasms to crash through me before I can prevent it. His own release isn’t far behind and as he throbs inside me, wet tears roll from my eyes, which he kisses sweetly away.
“Did I hurt you, little one?” He says with a soft kiss to my lips, and I shake my head.
“No. It was, well, unexpected. Thank you.”
He holds me close to his chest, and it is so good. As if he is protecting me from life and I could stay here forever.
We are high above the clouds soaring into unknown territory and, as adventures go, this one is everything I could have wished for.
He shifts to look at me and it’s a little intense as he whispers, “Don’t expect any sleep on this flight. Our time together is too precious for that.”
My whole body vibrates at his statement because it reminds me this experience will be over soon and never repeated, and I’m not sure how I feel about that. On the one hand, it’s what I wanted. A wild adventure and then to walk away with the memory.
“We should make it count.” I say with a lustful gaze in his direction, and I love how his eyes burn with fierce heat as he towers over me, a willing sacrifice to his deviant mind.
CHAPTER9
ALEXEI
Iwant to do unspeakable things to Serena Vieri, but I also want to make it count for something. As I stare into her soulful eyes, I see a woman who is struggling to deal with her birthright. She is hard, cool, and detached, but inside is a lost soul begging for freedom. I understand her life. She will be expected to play the loving granddaughter, marry for power, and take her place in her family business. I can already tell she is rebelling, and I understand a lot about that. My life is the same, but as a man I get to make my own choices up to a point. I chose freedom from marriage because marrying for power is not really an option when you have more of it than most.
Her heritage is inconvenient because now I feel responsible for her. Ruining her on this flight was the reason for my invitation, but that’s now changed. I am protecting her and delivering her safely to her destination with her only threat coming from my voracious sexual appetite.
I’m surprised when she pushes me back and then turns so she sits astride me and as I stare into her eyes, I love the danger that flashes inside them as she says seductively, “Nothing has changed. I will use you for sex and you had better not hold out on me, Mr. Romanov. I expect great things from you. Don’t let me down.”
I have never seen a more glorious sight as she stares at me with a wicked expression of lust, disguising the yearning in her eyes and I reach up and roll my finger around her nipple and whisper, “Anything goes?”
She nods, licking her lips with a gaze of heated lust.
“Anything.”
“That’s a rash statement when you don’t understand what that involves.” I warn her and she shrugs.
“I have nothing to lose. We will be strangers soon and nobody will ever know. It stays here in the sky. We had a deal.”
“Of course.”
Reaching up, I run my hand around her neck and tug her sharply down to face me and as I draw that plump lower lip into my mouth, I suck it hard, causing her to groan.
I push inside her mouth and delight in locking her tongue with mine and taste a woman who is desperate for wicked abandon; a woman after my own heart.
She breaks free and whispers, “Now it’s my time to give something back.”
I say nothing as she presses soft kisses to my skin and moves further down my body, cupping my balls with a strong grip, causing me to groan.
Her fingernails dig into the soft skin and then her wicked mouth slides onto my cock, her tongue licking the tip and wrapping around it as she bites down softly.
“Fuck!” I love the sense of danger as she holds my balls in her fist and my cock against her teeth, knowing she is now controlling the whole of me. I can’t think of anything else but the woman who is calling the shots and as I swell again inside her mouth, her low groan of appreciation makes me smile.
She slides my cock back and forth and I resist the urge to thrust in hard, right to the back, because I want to see where she’s going with this. This is her show and I’m only the silent observer as she sucks my cock with a reverence that I love.
It’s as if she is relishing every second, every movement and is in no hurry to get it over with. She is loving this; I can tell by the soft groans of appreciation that reach my ears as she delights in tasting me as I did her.
The pressure on my balls increases and it’s so fucking hard not to thrust in deeper, but it’s as if an angel is corrupting the devil and I don’t want to break the spell she has over me.
She pulls out and heads further down my body, stopping at my feet with a wicked smile.