He was so beautiful laying beneath me, staring up, so eager for me. I ran my hands slowly over Bash’s muscular shoulders and chest. “I love you, Bash,” I whisper. “Since the moment I first met you, I’ve been in complete awe of you.”
“And I of you,” he replied in a husky voice, he strokes my thighs straddling him. I could feel the heat from his throbbing shaft behind me against my bare cheeks. I know he’s dying to lift me onto it. But I can’t resist making him wait for it. I grin at him and then lean down to kiss the tip of his nose, then his lips. Bash’s hips rise, while he nudges my hips backward. He wants to be inside of me so badly.
“Not yet,” I whisper, ignoring the lustful pleading in Bash’s haunting blue eyes.
His hands grip my waist firmly and his expression is tortured, “Please, Mads,” he moans, squeezing my buttocks firmly as he grinds his hips against me. A gasp escapes me in anticipation of the pleasure Bash’s body will soon bring me. I allow him to pull me down, taking a breast into his hot mouth.
He hears my throaty moan and breathes in my ear, “I need to be inside you, baby…now.”
The mere sound of his voice sent a tremor through me. “Yessss,” I say breathlessly, as I lift my hips and pull Bash’s shaft forward. I gaze deep into his eyes as I slowly slide down the length of it, letting it fill me to the hilt.
We both moan with deep satisfaction.
“Mhmm,” he groaned, his hips undulating beneath me. “You feel so hot and tight inside, angel.”
I arched my back, and Bash’s hands slid up to my breasts and squeezed them hard as I ride him, hips rocking back and forth, rising and falling in slow controlled, rhythmic motions.
I wanted to memorize the glorious expression on Bash’s face, he is sublime with teeth gritted and muscles taut as he struggles to maintain control. I grin as I quicken my pace, steadily driving him toward the edge, toward his release.
As if determined to see me surrender first, Bash kneads my nipples between his forefinger and thumb. I suck in a sharp breath. “Oh…damn.” It would be a close finish again, I muse as I clench and release my inner muscles with each measured stroke. Bash’s moans grow louder, letting me know unmistakably that I’m driving him out of his mind.
Pleased, I continue riding him madly, rising and falling, rolling my hips back and forth with his throbbing cock deep inside me.
Suddenly, Bash’s undulating body goes still beneath me. Triumphantly, I await the familiar pulsation of Bash’s release. But that doesn’t happen.
“Oh shit!” Bash exclaimed, abruptly lifting me off of him.
“Bash, what the hell?”
“Did you hear that?” he says, springing to his feet. From out of nowhere, he’s got a gun in his hand as he runs to the front door. “Fuck! Get upstairs, now!” he yells at me.
“What’s going on?” I cry out, pulling on my shirt.
His eyes are wide with rage as he hurries back to me and grabs me by the arm. “Go to our bedroom lock the door and don’t come out until I say so.” He’s practically dragging me up the stairs.
“Bash, you’re scaring me,” I say as I stumble up the stairs in his grip. “What’s going on?”
“There are 3 cars outside and Dmitri’s lying face down in the driveway.”
“Oh, my God,” I exclaim as we reach the landing.
He goes to the nightstand and produces another gun. “Here, take this. All you have to do is pull the trigger,” he says with a terrifying look in his eyes. “In the back of the closet, remember I showed you the crawl space hideaway. Hide in there and don’t come out unless it’s me. Anyone else, you fucking shoot them, Mads. You understand?”
The gun is shaking in my hands. “Bash, stay with me, don’t go down there.”
“Do you understand me?” he thunders.
I jump. “Yes, yes, ok.”
He leads me to the closet, and pushes aside some boxes to expose the hidden door expertly camouflaged into the wood decor. If one didn’t know what they were looking for, they’d never find it.
“Go!” he barks.
I crouch down and slip inside, he tosses in some clothes for me.
He looks in. “See the backpack there, it has everything you need. Just like I showed you.”
With that, he shuts the door, leaving me in the darkness. I hear him sliding the boxes back into place before I hear the closet door shut.