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Fuck. She’s so damn beautiful.
I want her to know who is inside her.
I want her to know who she belongs to.
Mine.
Not fucking Alonso’s or any other man’s.
Aurora Ivanova belongs to me.
“Do you feel that?” I grind out as I raise her and slam her on my dick again.
“Fuck…yes!” she chokes out.
“Who do you belong to?” I ask as I repeat the process. She lets out a sharp cry.
“You,” she screams. “Oh…God!”
“Say my fucking name,” I tell her as I still the movement. Her hands move to cover mine, nails raking my skin as she tries to force me to let her grind onto me.
“Lev!” she screams, and it sets me off. I release her hips and grunt when she starts riding me fast and hard.
“Oh…ohhh…fuck!” she screams as she keeps slamming herself on my dick. I meet her with rough upward thrusts, watching her beautiful tits sway each time she impales herself with my cock.
“Fucking grind that pussy against me!” I grunt, blinded by passion. Our gasps and moans fill the back of the car, but neither of us care right now.
I feel a tightening in my balls, and I know I’m close. I reach down between us to seek out her clit, feeling those maddening muscles spasm around me.
“Oh fuck…Lev! Lev!” she screams, and the force of her orgasm drags me along with it. She twines her arms around my neck, clasping my face between her breasts with such force I can barely breathe. I don’t care. I can’t find air anyway. All I can think of is the rush of pleasure as I release myself into her. It’s like I can’t get enough of this feeling…the feeling of being lost in her. It’s like we can’t get enough of each other.
An eternity passes before either of us moves again.
Aurora has fallen onto me as we try to catch our breath. I can’t believe how fucking intense it is with us each time. I caress her bare back as I try to savor the moment.
It takes a while before I realize the car has stopped moving. I glance outside through the tinted window, realizing we have gotten into my estate.
Aurora raises her head when a sharp knock breaks the silence. I’m confident we are safe since I locked the door earlier when I drew up the partition.
“Shit,” Aurora curses as she slides off of me. The sensation of losing her heat feels almost like physical pain. I want to stay buried in her forever.
I watch, smirking as she tries to make herself look presentable. She’ll never get it right. All the fussing in the world won’t stop her from looking like she was just thoroughly fucked in the back of a limousine.
I focus on getting myself dressed again. My shirt is a lost cause since more than half the buttons lie scattered around us. I leave it open while I fix my pants. I glance at my woman and help her straighten her dress until I’m satisfied she is well covered.
I release the lock before I step out. My men know better than to say anything about what obviously just happened back here. I hold out my hand for Aurora, and she takes it. I help her out.
I hold her hand firmly as I lead her up the stairs to the double doors of the entrance. As soon as we enter the sweeping reception hall, she tugs free and makes a dash through the room. I walk behind her, watching the sway of her hips. She’s obviously embarrassed about what the men might think, but that doesn’t mean I can’t admire the movement of that world-class ass. We reach the hallway that leads to our bedrooms, and I expect Aurora to enter her room. She stops abruptly at her door and turns to me.
“I’m sorry about what happened tonight.” Her voice is husky. “Back at the party, I mean. I didn’t want to cause trouble, but that woman...” She licks her lips as she says it, still not meeting my eyes.
“It was our first public outing together,” I say. “You’ll get used to it.”
“I realize that I don’t have any rights over you, but when it comes to other women…just be discreet about it,” she adds, her voice growing taut. Is she still on about that? I want to shake her until she believes that I’m not lying about Bella. I’m a man of my word; how dare she question that?
As she continues to stare at me, I realize she’s waiting for me to say something..
I don’t grovel for women, goddammit.
