AllFreeNovel
Share Us
Two hours later, at Andrei’s BDSM club, Klubnaya Sensatsiya…
Vanya stood at the window of his office on the first floor that overlooked the dungeon. The smile on her face had been there since she had said, “I do.”
“I never believed you were my brother. I didn’t feel right, nor could I accept you didn’t love me. I kept clinging to that, the bond we had, praying it wasn’t over.”
She leaned against him as he wrapped his arms around her from behind. Contentment flowed through them in that moment of shared love.
“It never was, my love. This is the culmination of what we began a year ago. I do love you, Vanya, so very much. Even with a gun against my head, I wouldn’t have married you if I didn’t.”
“Prove it. Show me how much you love me,” she demanded in her usual Mafiosa fashion.
He shook his head. “Loving someone isn’t an on-demand action, my love. It’s in every touch, every look, every kiss, and every word we speak to each other. What I will do is prove my trust in you and our love.”
“I like the sound of that,” Her voice trembled with emotion. “So, I’m waiting, my dearly beloved. Is this proof gonna happen any time soon?”
Andrei’s eyes gleamed deviously at the flagrant, bold-faced dare.
“Strip for me, wife.” He stepped back and stood watching with his arms crossed. “Then I want you to stand in front of the window with your hands against the glass and your legs spread.”
Vanya glanced at the window, more than aware that they would be on display to everyone downstairs.
“Or do you need to be motivated by some punishment?” A brief flash of insecurity swept across his face to rustle through the doubt that lingered in his eyes.
Vanya understood then. As much as she needed him to prove his love for her, he needed the same. Trust was a two-way street. They had both made mistakes. She had as much to prove as he did.
Heat suffused deep inside her core as the intensity of his gaze raked over her naked body when she quickly undressed. Vanya took the position, secure in the knowledge that only he mattered, not all the eyes she could sense watching.
“So, you want me to authenticate my trust for you. Is that it, wife?”
“Yes, husband.”
His warm breath on her neck was the only warning she had that he was behind her before he brushed his hands over her nipples.
“Ah, love, I love how responsive your tits are to my touch. Let’s give you something to keep them occupied while I validate my trust and love for you. Shall we?”
“Oh, shit!” Vanya gasped at the unexpected suction on her nipples. A hot, piercing shard of pleasure-pain pricked her clit in response.
“These are heavy-duty magnetic nipple balls. And this one, is a heavy-duty snake sucker,” he said as he rubbed her clit until she moaned, then he attached it to the taut nub.
“Oh, fuck. No, please, I can’t... I need to come already! Please, let me come,” Vanya wailed as the combined pain on her nipples and sucking on her clitoris threatened to push her over the edge.
“Just looking at you and breathing in your tart bouquet has me so ready for you. Hmm... I love it.”
The sound of him unzipping his cock was the spark that flashed through the thin veneer of her lust. Her combustible nature was set ablaze. A probing nudge, eased upon a lubricant drop from his engorged shiny knob, was all that was needed to find his entrance between her satiny folds. Andrei pushed in against the tight, fleshy walls to the sound of her moans.
“Spread your legs wider, wife, and keep those hands against the window. Now, my love, I’m going to take my time proving my love to you. I have quite a lot of pent-up energy to spend, and I’m in no rush. I mean, I have to make you believe I love and trust you, after all.” He sucked on her earlobe and whispered, “And you know my rule, my beauty. Don’t forget. Do not come until I tell you to.”
“Please, my love, fuck me. I need to feel you inside me.”
“I intend to. Be patient. I want to savor your delicacies first.”
Vanya glowed like an incandescent flame. Waves of heat penetrated through the porous, silky nacre to sear from their tenuous perch, the nascent droplets upon her spine and send them careening into the aperture of her gluteal rounds.
“Destul, Andrei! Just fuck me.”
Andrei soothed her ache and watched as the velvety pink petals acquiesced to his tumid girth. All the mundane worries of his life had been muted. The only thing that mattered was this moment. The thick cords in his neck strained with the urge to thrust slowly inside her.
It was a sensation that always made him feel like the most powerful man on earth. That first moment when her satiny folds swallowed his shaft and coated him with a delicious warmth as he savored the rhythmic clenching that begged for more.
