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“Yes. It’s our own private vacation spot.” He pulled me with him. “Let me show you around.”
The place was huge and modern and looked to be a multi-million-dollar home. “How much did this cost to rent?”
“Don’t worry.” I wasn’t worried, per se. We’d grown up with Arty, who had more money than he knew what to do with. But I doubted he would be thrilled if he thought Dmitri had thrown down a bunch of money on a place just so we could have our own love shack for a few days. When I thought of Arty, my heart dropped in my stomach. He would be coming home in a week. It was one thing to take things day-by-day, but soon, our indiscretions were going to catch up to us.
Dmitri went to get our things from the car. I made my way to the master bedroom and dropped down on the magnanimous bed fit for a king and waved my arms over the fluffy comforter like I was making a snow angel.
He stepped in, carrying our bags, and had a gift bag with the Gucci logo. Sliding the luggage from his arms, he stepped between my legs hanging over the edge of the bed and dropped the bag on the stomach.
“What is this?”
“What do you think it is?” He had a smug look on his face. “A gift. Look and see.”
I removed the fluff of tissue and fought a gasp of surprise at seeing the black lace see-through lingerie. I held it up and peered at Dmitri in wonder. I loved it, but was also self-conscious about wearing something so risqué, which was strange, considering he’d seen every inch of my nude body. However, something about this made it seem more sordid, forbidden, like I was his mistress. We were sneaking around, and another thought played in my head: Had he bought expensive lingerie for women before? “Are you a connoisseur of women’s lingerie?”
“If that’s your backhanded way of asking if I’d bought clothing for women before, the answer is no. Only for you.”
“Oh.” I fought down a relieved sigh because he was gorgeous, and I was used to seeing girls falling all over themselves for him. The perks of being his sister—sarcasm—but lately, things had changed so much…. I laid the pieces aside and picked up the two-piece Gucci swimsuit that was more daring than any bikini I owned. “Wow. I love them. Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.” He bent down, trapping me between his arms, and said, “Put on the swimsuit. We’re going swimming.”
Thirty minutes later, I was dressed in the scanty pink swimsuit with my body tagged in Gucci. He was already lounging by the pool in board shorts with a hand slung behind his head as he watched me step out onto the patio. His eyes were hazy as a lazy smile appeared on his lips, and he perused me from the top of my ponytail down to my manicured toes.
When I stood beside him, he reached out and tugged me down to sit on the edge of the lounger beside him. “You look fucking hot. Especially when I know this”—he traced the chain with the Gucci logo at my hip over to the curve of my exposed ass—“is for my eyes only.” He placed a kiss on my shoulder, and I felt his fingers scraping against my skin as the tie at the middle of my back loosened.
“What are you doing?”
“Putting suntan oil on you.” He undid the strings at the back of my neck, and the top slipped down my chest. I clutched it close so I wasn’t completely exposed.
“I just put this on.”
“Now I’m taking it off.”
“I only wore it for, like, a minute.”
“You’ll have more opportunities to wear it,” Dmitri rumbled behind me. “Don’t be shy. Like I already said, we’re alone. This is a private area, and no one can see us for miles around. Besides, you are Euro, aren’t you? Tanning topless is not a big deal.” He yanked the top out of my clutches and tossed it on the side table beside us, where there was a towel, tanning oil, and a black rectangular case. “But only when you’re alone with me.”
“Maybe I’ve become too Americanized. Oh!” He maneuvered behind me and ran his palms over my nipples, yanking me against his chest before nosing into my neck. His teeth sunk into my skin as he sucked. He loved to mark me, and I could say I did, too.
“Lie on your stomach.”
I dropped my head, relishing in his touch, and nodded. After a few more caresses, he helped me get situated on the lounger on my stomach.
Soon, strong hands were running over my shoulders and back, massaging me and sending warmth through my veins. Dmitri always carried himself as cold, aloof, and untouchable around most people. However, when he was with me, alone, he was warmth and passion personified. He could be hard and ruthless, yet gentle and caring. “This feels so good,” I murmured against my forearms bent under my chin.
He continued to rub the oil over my legs, taking his time as I felt as loose as a noodle. “It’s about to feel even better. I can assure you.” He lifted my foot and kissed my ankle while his words were a rough, dark whisper, sending delicious chills down my spine.
When my lids felt heavy, and I was as content as a kitten, his fingers curled over the gold chains holding the front and back panels of my bikini together, and he slipped them down my hips. I lifted my head, glancing at him over my shoulder. “What are you doing?”
“Relax,zaychik.” He pulled my bottoms off and dumped them on the table with my top. Before I could say more, he bent down and nipped at the skin on my butt. I hissed in shock, but it wasn’t unpleasant. Then he spread my legs wider, and I felt his tongue at my core as he licked slowly, leisurely, as if he had all the time in the world to taste me. I started to give in to the pleasure and rolled my forehead against the cushion of the lounger.
His tongue trailed up until it was circling around my other hole. I involuntarily clenched and scooted up on my elbows, peering at him in question. He rested his cheek on my ass as his blue eyes pierced me under thick black lashes. “I won’t hurt you, Sorina. I promise.”
“I know.” I bit my lip in hesitation.
He kept his eyes on me as he lapped his tongue over my puckered hole. “Will you let me fuck this tight ass of yours?”
Sometimes his frankness made me tongue-tied, not to mention me getting used to him touching metherewith his mouth, and soon, his huge cock would try to make an appearance. I fought a shiver, wondering if it was even possible that he could fit inside me.
