Christ,did fucking other women ever feel this good? This satisfying?
I hold her tightly in that position for several more seconds, letting my cock completely drain itself of its pent up need as I fight to find my breath. I want her to have every last drop of me, want the pleasure of knowing she'll have the taste of me in her mouth all day. Then slowly, when my cock is spent and my tension is drained, I pull her away, and chuckle darkly as I pull her up from her knees.
“You are heaven sent,devochka,”I say through raspy breaths, massaging her jaw with one hand and hold the back of her neck with the other.
Wicked pleasure gleams in Annika’s eyes as she leans into my chest, smiling with satisfaction.
“I know,” she replies.
Her cockiness only furthers my satisfaction, and I roughly pull her into a deep kiss, thrusting my tongue into her mouth with full possession. The way she melts under my kiss has me growing hard all over again, and I have to fight the urge to take her to the floor and fuck her then and there.
It’s only the constant vibrations of my phone in my pocket that stop me. I have no doubt it’s Edik, calling and texting me to ask what the hell is taking me so long. With effort, I finally pull away, and spare one small, gentle kiss her lips before I let her go and take a step back.
“You will be rewarded for that later,” I promise with a rueful grin, zipping up my slacks. “That I promise.”
Annika smiles cheekily at me as she puts her hands behind her back and sways.
“I can’t wait,” she purrs, then brings her hands around to give my chest a playful push.
“Off you go,” she urges, making me chuckle as I take a step back, “You have work to do, and so do I.”
I snatch her by the back of the neck and give her another rough, passionate kiss.
“Take a break in an hour for breakfast,” I command, “And don’t climb any ladders unless Yana is here with you.”
Annika rolls her eyes, but nods.
“Fine,” she relents with a sigh.
My entire body itches to hold her one last time, but instead of giving in, I give her a single nod, and walk away.
“What took you so long?” Edik asks when I finally climb into the backseat of the town car. “I’ve been waiting for you for fifteen minutes! You’re never late.”
I can’t help but smirk.
“Apologies, old friend, I was…’saying goodbye’ to my wife,” I reply.
Edik gives me a chastising look as he huffs.
“Well now that you’ve ‘said your goodbyes’, it’s time to get to work,” Edik states as he cracks his knuckles, “I believe I’ve finally caught one of the men you described to me during the attack. I need you to verify that it's him.”
My smirk drops instantly as the car pulls out of the heavily gated compound; my thoughts of the bliss I’ve just shared with Annika dissolving in a second.
“Let’s get going then,” I command. “I want this taken care of as soon as possible.”
Chapter Seventeen
Annika
“You seem to be in a better mood today.”
Hearing the voice through the music in my headphones, I turn toward Yana, pull down my white face mask, smile as I pluck one of my earbuds out.
I certainly am. I had thought my second day at Kirill’s compound was going to be more depressing than the first, especially since my body was aching with need all night. Even mad at him, I still craved his touch. But then when he woken me up and showed me my new studio, my mood changed drastically. It’s not the same as being allowed to leave the compound at my own whim, but seeing my pieces, having a space to work, has certainly lifted my spirits.
As did the sexual favor I gave Kirill as a thank you. I’m not sure if it is the pregnancy hormones or just the pure sexual electricity I seem to share with Kirill, but after he gave me the studio, I no longer felt like refraining. Tasting him was like taking a drink ofthe purest water after two weeks of dehydration, and I greedily drank him up.
After Kirill left, I scampered upstairs to quickly change into some of my old clothes. I felt even better after putting on the familiar denim overalls and the worn, but comfy-feeling white t-shirt I’ve had for ages, and then got quickly lost in my work.
