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Daniil pulls the car over to the side of the road, and the police car comes to park behind us.
“I can’t—” I argue but he only moves his fingers deeper inside of me, his thumb brushing against my clit, making me buck up to meet his hand.
“Better make it quick.” His voice is low and smooth like silk. “He’s getting out of his vehicle.”
“Daniil,” I half moan, half gasp. I hate him for what he’s doing to me right now, but I’m also so damn turned-on. I’m pleading with him for something I have no words for. I never knew my arousal could be so thick it would echo through the car every time his hand moves inside of me.
“Please,” I beg. He grunts and crooks his fingers, hitting a spot that nearly lights me up from the inside. I cry out as an orgasm slams into me, riding out each pulse on his fingers until I’m wrung out and sore.
He pulls his hand from me, brings his still wet fingers up to his mouth, and licks my arousal clean from them. My blood roars in my ears. I’m sure I’ve never seen anything quite so hot before.
“What a good fucking girl you are, coming on my command,” he praises, and then a second later, he rolls down his window and greets the man now standing beside the car. “Good evening, officer.”
My cheeks flame, and I’m so intensely embarrassed I don't even look at the cop. Thank god I had the presence of mind to shove my dress back down my legs, but I’m still all shaky and flushed from the most mind-blowing orgasm of my life. And despite my overwhelming shame, I can’t deny that the risk of being caught was intensely erotic.
The cop’s breath catches when he gets a good look at Daniil. “Mr. Kozlov,” he stutters. “I didn't recognize the vehicle.”
Daniil releases a throaty chuckle. “It’s new,” he confirms.
“Apologies. If I’d realized it was you—”
“Of course,” Daniil’s voice is all breezy, like he’s almost happy that we got pulled over.
“Thank you for your understanding,” the cop grovels. I can’t help but look over at him to see what this is all about. A middle-aged man with a neatly trimmed beard tips his hat to me with a respectful smile. “I’ll let you get on with your evening… er, morning,” he corrects himself, slinking back to his car.
Daniil closes his window and leans back in his seat, drinking me in. “You were exquisite,” he breathes.
“And you got pulled over on purpose.” I cross my arms in front of my chest, narrowing my eyes at him.
“Maybe,” he admits, starting the car and pulling back onto the road.
“I’m going to get you back for that,” I swear with false heat. And then I laugh out loud at how ridiculous that was. “Do you literally have every cop in the tri-state area on your payroll?”
“Pretty much,” he confirms, smiling at me. “It’s a good thing,” he adds, revving the engine, “because I’m going to break every speed limit between here and home since I need to bury myself in your cunt again. Hold on, Bianca.”
Goddamn, this man is going to be the death of me.
* * *
The minutewe enter the penthouse, he pushes me against the wall, sweeping his tongue inside my mouth. His hands knead my breasts before settling at my nipples, pinching and rolling them until they stiffen to hard points beneath my dress.
I never really believed sexual chemistry was real, I thought it was some fictional state that only people in romance novels experience. But holy hell, turns out I wasverywrong about that.
His lips are on me, hot and unrestrained, as his hands tug at my hair for better access to my mouth. “You taste so fucking sweet,” he gasps between drugging kisses down my neck. “You’re going to be so sore tomorrow, and I don’t care. I want you to remember what you feel like after being so full of my cock.”
Not waiting for an answer, he yanks my dress up, his fingers seeking my wet heat. I’m still tender from earlier, but his touch is everything. It lights up every nerve ending in my body, each and every sense sharper than before.
I reach for his belt, undoing the buckle and lowering his zipper, pulling out his thick cock. On our wedding night, I didn’t get a chance to explore him, but now I’ll take my time with him. Palming his length in my hands, I admire it in all its glorious splendor. Long and hard and thick. I’ve never really had an appreciation for cocks, having seen few in my life, but I could start a fan club for Daniil’s.
“I’m going to explode if you keep doing that,” he says in a hoarse voice. “Do you want me to paint you in my cum?”
A rush of sensation hits me, making me feel out of control in the best possible way, like I’m about to jump out of a plane. I’ve never skydived before but I imagine it's the same dizzying blend of excitement and nerves.
He lifts me up and, in one thrust, slams inside of me, filling me up so completely, so perfectly it’s like his body was designed for mine. Or vice versa. The perfect match. My arms wrap around his neck and my legs encircle his waist, as he drives into me like a man possessed. I want everything he has to give me. This darkness, the way he holds nothing back, stretching me to a breaking point. This sweet release. I never want it to end.
I scratch his back while sucking his neck, whispering desperate pleas against his skin. Daniil pulls back to check in with me, and I give him a smile and urge him on by squeezing my legs tighter around him, coaxing him deeper inside of me.
“Are you going to come all over my cock, my beautiful printsessa?” I moan, my head thrashing against the wall as he continues to bounce me on his dick. His eyes are glued to my breasts spilling out of my dress. “Just like that, baby.”
