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Little by little, life returns to a calm, peaceful living. Although Ivan has lost his damn mind over a woman, making him forget all about Sidorov and Mariska. Katya and I spent a few weeks in Omsk while we visited her father and his family, getting familiar with his side and learn more about her roots. There was so much she missed out on, but her relatives were just glad to have her back in their lives even if we had some communication issues.
Unfortunately her Russian isn’t coming along so well, but I hope in time she’ll be as fluent as the rest of us. Not everyone in the family speaks English so Katya, but they never made her feel bad about it which was wise because I’d lose it if they did. Instead, they’d point to things and say them as we stayed there, so she’d understand a little more. My wife is brilliant, and I know in due time she’ll be able to converse with them effortlessly.
That bastard Volchek intentionally kept her from learning the language just in case she ever caught wind of her mother’s death and how it came to be. Everything he did was skilled, and I underestimated his cunning. He may have been a coward, but he was sure one hell of a manipulative son of a bitch.
There was more to Sidorov’s story with Katya’s mother which is something that I can’t even express. If I thought Vlad was terrible, his wife wasn’t much better. It’s a wonder how Katya came out to be the amazing woman she is.
We’ve been home for two weeks, and I’ve been flooded with matter after pressing matter that has kept me busy. Sometimes, missing out on time with my bride which hasn’t been good for those around me. I need her to breathe. She restores my sanity with just a smile.
“Knock, knock,” Katya says, leaning into my office with her hands pressed on the doorframe. “Lunch is ready.”
God, she’s stunning. I raise a brow and summon her. “Come over here.”
“Nope.” She shakes her head, pouting her pretty lips.
“Excuse me?” I tilt my head and stare at the love of my life like she’s crazy.
She presses her hands on her hips, giving me a view of the sexy day dress she has on. “I said nope. It’s like no, but with more emphasis.”
That smart mouth of hers is going to get her into trouble, and I have a feeling she’s looking forward to it. “I know what it is. I’m just wondering why my wife doesn’t just come to me when I tell her.”
She taps her bare feet on the floor and I’m more aroused that my little garden fairy’s painted toes. “Because I’m not your dogs. Besides, I know once you get your hands on me our lunch will get cold.”
“Fair point. You are not one of the dogs, but I still am the head of this family. So come over here, woman.” She shakes her head again and I’m about to drag her over to spank her pretty little ass.
“My dear wife, it seems someone needs a spanking today,” I say, undoing the cuffs and rolling up my sleeves one at a time. She stares and bites down on her bottom lip with anticipation.
I get up from my desk and walk around, stalking toward her. She smiles brightly and blushes because she knows that the second I get my hands on her, we’re going to miss lunch completely. With a quick motion, I flip her over my shoulder, drag her back into my office, and lock the door.
I take a seat on the sofa in the corner and set my wife between my legs, belly resting between my open thighs. She’s only two months pregnant and not showing yet, so I’ve got a little longer for the punishments she loves. Goodness, she does love them. I feel like she tries to push my buttons once or twice a week, so I’ll redden her ass and fuck that tight, slick cunt.
Flipping up her dress, I see she’s not wearing any fucking panties. “What the hell, Katya? You are really asking for it today.”
“I just saved you the trouble.” She opens her hand, and there they are, waving a pair of pink and white striped panties.
I take them and bring them to my nose, breathing in her scent before her punishment begins. “Good girl. The idea of anyone getting a peek under your dress, even by accident, would send me into a jealous rage.”
“I don’t want you to hurt your exemplary employees. This pussy is only for your eyes.”
“My hands,” I growl, smacking her ass once.
“My cock,” I say through clenched teeth.
“Your tongue,” she answers as I slap her pussy from behind. Fuck, she’s so damn keyed up for a quick fucking.
“Are you horny?” I ask, plunging two fingers into her soaking-wet slit.
“Yes. I need you, Roman,” she cries out, grabbing onto the cushion as I finger her hole. Sliding out from under her, I set her knees on the sofa while I free my cock from my trousers.
“Stay bent over like that. I’m going to fuck this greedy cunt and if you keep it up, I’m going to have to take this one too.” I rub her back entrance, causing her to buck.
Moving into position behind her, I run my tip up and down her seam. “I’ll be a good girl.”
“You little liar.” I push my way into her tight pussy, exhaling as I bottom out inside her. “Hold on, tight, princess.” I drill into her sheath over and over with my hands palming her hips and gliding over her ass, giving it a random spank between thrusts.
“Roman,” she shouts. I reach over to cover her mouth and push deeper into her. She groans while I do my best to keep from nutting.
“You keep your voice down, wife. Your cries only belong to me.” She nips at my fingers, so I give her what she wants and slide a finger between her lips. “Suck it like it’s my cock.”
