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“You’re shaking, Pchelka.” He chuckles. “Do you need more?”
“Luka.” I suck in air on his name. Two fingers are back, thrusting up into me while his tongue continues its beautiful assault on my clit. I need to chase the bubble rapidly building inside me; I roll my hips.
“Yes, like that,” he mutters against my sex while continuing to twist me into a needy girl.
“I can’t. Oh! I can’t!” I cry out, fisting my hands against the pillows on both sides of his head.
“Come for me, Pchelka. I want it all,” he orders in the gruff, low voice that makes me want to live on my knees for him.
His fingers invade deeper, his tongue lashes faster. The pleasure has built into an unbearable bubble.
“Now, Pchelka. Be a good girl for me, be good for me.” His words unleash the tidal wave of pleasure that was barely held back.
“Luka!” I scream his name, throwing my head back and calling out to him again and again as the intense waves of orgasm crash over me.
I’m still sucking in air when his mouth leaves my sex, and he presses a warm kiss to the inside of each thigh. He cradles my ass in his hands and eases me down to sit on his lap. His cock nestles between my ass cheeks through his pants as he sits up and leans back against the headboard. Silently, he cradles me in his arms, tucking my head beneath his chin.
“Such a good girl for me, Pchelka,” he whispers. “You need to get dressed; we’re going to be late.” He taps my hip.
“Luka.” I wiggle against his hard cock.
“Plenty of time for that in the car.” He kisses my temple. “Get dressed.” He smacks my ass and lightly pushes me off the bed toward the long black dress he’s ordered me to wear tonight. Without panties—and now I know why.
“Osip will be there,” I complain as I walk across the carpeting to get the dress from the closet.
“We’re taking a limo; the partition will be up. No one will see, no one will hear, but I will have your pussy clinging to my cock the entire drive across Manhattan.”
My face heats. I’m still not used to how he talks, and he loves making me blush.
Once I’m dressed and I sweep my hair up into a neat bun, he grabs me and kisses me hard.
“I love you, Avery,” he says into my ear. Not a day goes by that he doesn’t say those words to me. It’s the first thing he says to me in the morning and the last he says at night.
“I love you, too.” I kiss him. “Be careful. You don’t want to ruin my makeup.” I check the mirror to be sure I didn’t get any mascara on my eyelids, and my eyeliner isn’t running.
“You’re beautiful with or without that crap on your face.” He wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me toward the door.
“I could go scrub it off and put on my sweats.” I pretend like I’m going to walk away, but he yanks me into his chest and kisses my temple.
“Not another step,” he orders. “The sooner we get there, the sooner I can get you home.” He moves his hand to my ass and squeezes, reminding me of his words.
“But the car…”
“Just my appetizer.” He winks as the elevator opens and he pulls me inside with him.
“I’m never going to get used to your vulgarity,” I say.
He kisses my neck as the elevator glides down to the garage. “I hope not.” He bites my earlobe. “I love your blush too much.”
“Is there anything about me you don’t love?” I ask, following him to the limo idling behind his Aston Martin.
“Yes.” He opens the door for me. “I don’t love your insistence on wearing clothes so often.”
Laughing, I pick up the skirt of the dress and climb into the limo.
He climbs in after me and shuts the door. With the button on the door, he lowers the partition as the driver pulls out into the street.
“Take the long way,” he orders, then puts the partition back up and turns to me. “Now, about my appetizer.”
The End
