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“What exactly do you find so offensive?” I ask, standing right behind her. “Is it here?” I trail my fingers over the swell of her arms. “Here?” I cup each breast tenderly. “Here? Or here? Or here?” In turn, I press a kiss to each shoulder, palm each hip, and grind myself against her ass.
She shudders every time I touch her but I can see that my words are getting through to her. Even if she’s not convinced by her own beauty, she’s convinced thatI’mconvinced of it.
“You are so goddamn beautiful,” I growl, nipping at her earlobe.. “If you need physical proof, just feelthat.”
I grab her around the waist and pull her tight against me so that she can feel my erection pushing between her ass cheeks. She sighs, her skin turning pink with desire. “Ruslan…”
I keep her in front of the mirror and make her watch as I slip my hand into her bikini bottoms. She gasps when my fingers make contact with the warm wetness of her pussy.
“How could you think you’re anything less than perfect?” I growl in her ear. “Look how you glow with my child growing inside you. Look how beautiful you are, full of the life we made together.”
I kiss her neck as she moans, her eyes fluttering open, then closed, then open again. “R-Ruslan…”
I circle her clit with my finger until she’s a quivering mess. Then I go deep, pushing my fingers knuckle-deep inside her until her moans turn to muffled screams.
I don’t even care that Vadim can probably hear us above deck. All I want right now is to make her see just how special she is to me; just how beautiful.
Her hand twists back and clings to my neck. She pulls my face towards hers and we share a messy, desperate kiss. When we break for air, her nipples are so hard they’re in danger of ripping right through the fabric of her bikini top. Unable to resist, I push my hand underneath one of the cups and squeeze.
How can she, even for a second, entertain the thought that she’s not desirable or beautiful? The woman would drive me insane even if she were wrapped head to toe in layer after layer. I grind into her from behind as I wring the orgasm from her sweet little cunt.
“See?” I hiss in her ear. “Do you see how totally mesmerizing you are? Look at yourself.”
“Ruslan…”
“Lookat yourself.”
I twist her face until she’s forced to meet her reflection in the mirror. Her cheeks are flushed, lips swollen, and there are goosebumps all over her skin.
“See?” I slide my tongue down along her neck. “Fuckingperfect.”
Then I drive home my point by bearing down on her clit with my finger. She gasps, her body jerking into mine as she comes violently all over my hand. Then I toss her towards the bed, bend her on all fours, and drive myself into her.
I fuck her hard and fast. It takes only a handful of thrusts before I pull out just so that I can finish all over her skin, to mark her as mine, as beautiful, as fucking irreplaceable.
We really should do family boat days more often.
38
EMMA
“Do you have a children’s menu?”
I have to bite my knuckle so I don’t laugh out loud. We’re in one of the fanciest restaurants in New York City. The only reason the kids were even allowed in at the door is because Ruslan tipped the maître d’ five hundred dollars when we got here.
The waiter seems to think it’s as crazy of a question as I do. He blinks slowly.“I’m afraid not, sir.”
Fyodor doesn’t seem in the least bit put-off. “Then you’ll cook whatever the kids want to eat, yes?”
Ruslan’s father has always seemed so amiable and mild-mannered to me. And yet, when he poses that question-that’s-not-really-a-question at the waiter, he does it with a subtle air of menace that threatens all sorts of retribution if declined.
That’smyreading of it, anyway. The server seems to agree. He nods like a bobblehead. “O-of course, sir. What would the, um… children like?”
Fyodor turns to Reagan and Caroline first, who are both sitting on his right looking extremely pleased to be sitting at the grownups’ table in averygrown-up restaurant.
“I want pizza,” Reagan declares.
“I want mac and cheese,” Caroline decides.
