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I sink down on it, taking it too quickly in my hurry to feel his size. He grabs my hips as I moan, plunging even deeper and holding me there like he’s already finished and doesn’t want to pull out.
After a few seconds, though, he lifts me up again, aiding me as I bounce on his cock.
“Pay attention to the road or this isn’t going to end well,” he grumbles, pressing his foot down on the accelerator.
I grip the wheel, shifting the gear as the engine roars. The speedometer moves quickly, bringing us up to what would be the speed limit if there was anyone else here. But there’s nobody. No police, no cars, and no distractions other than the cock I’m bouncing on and the man moaning filthy things into my ear.
“Bounce that ass, darling. You’re so fucking hot,” he whispers. “Go faster. Go as fast as you can.”
I bounce faster, feeling the barrier between my body and the space around me disappear. My heart is racing but I barely notice it. The car is screaming down the road, tearing through miles like they’re inches.
I shift us into a higher gear, and still we go faster.
The world blurs, and so does my focus. I look down at the speedometer and realize we’re going two-hundred miles per hour with no sign of slowing down.
My knuckles are a waxy yellow color as I grip the steering wheel for dear life. Keeping the car steady becomes an afterthought, however, once Pasha sinks his fingers into my hips again, pulling me down on top of him so hard and deep that I explode into the greatest orgasm I’ve ever had.
My vision goes gray, and I can’t see a thing. For a moment, I allow myself to exist in this blissful state of beauty, pleasure pumping through my body as we fly through the night. We’re going so fast that it almost feels like we’re standing still.
Waves of magnificent pleasure crash down on me, drenching me in pure satisfaction. I ride Pasha’s cock, feeling him swell and cum inside me, pumping me full with the promise of getting me pregnant.
I want it to. In this moment, I want to have his babies. I want him to fuck me over and over again, never satisfied with how many we have, always longing to put another inside me so that he can watch my belly grow.
The idea of being pregnant used to terrify me, but nothing scares me anymore. The speedometer reads three hundred. What’s there left to be afraid of?
“Take it all,” Pasha groans in my ear as his body shudders beneath me.
“Yes, please,” I say, milking him for every last drop.
24
Pasha
There’s nothing more peaceful than having Valerie’s head resting on my chest as we fall asleep in the master bedroom of my northside mansion. The big oak tree sways outside, its branches occasionally tickling the window. I keep saying I’m going to have it trimmed back, but I rather like the sound of it at night.
Valerie has already begun gently snoring, so I take the opportunity to be close to her without talking. There’s nothing to be said or done. We can just be present here as the moon rotates around the sky outside, casting long shadows across the floor with its silver light.
It reminds me a bit of the years I spent in our little house in Russia, long before I knew anything about my father’s involvement in the Bratva, and even before Anatoly and I grew apart. We competed fiercely, but it was in a friendly way up until I started winning too much, and that’s when things turned sour.
He never could cope with jealousy. I felt bad for him, trying to level the playing ground as much as I could, sometimes even letting him win at things so he wouldn’t lash out.
But even my best efforts couldn’t stop our relationship from turning sour, and we quickly parted ways as adulthood rolled around. Sometimes I wonder if I didn’t try hard enough to keep our family together, but I try not to blame myself. Anatoly is responsible for his behavior, and if I do have to put a fatal stop to his antics, it’ll be because he forced my hand.
I look down at the top of Valerie’s head, thinking how cruel a man must be to harm someone so precious. It angered me greatly when my guards kidnapped her in such an aggressive manner. It was never my intention to use any kind of force on her, and even now I want to bring them all back to life just to kill them again.
I place my hand on Valerie’s head, stroking her silky brown hair. She’s like an angel when she sleeps, incapable of sin, totally absorbed in a world far beyond our own. I like to imagine she only dreams of wonderful things, but I know that isn’t the case.
Her past is darker than she lets on. I want to know about it, but I don’t want to violate the trust we’ve built in such a short time by pushing too hard.
I’ve been the bad guy for long enough.
For her, I want to be the hero.
My lips find her forehead, and she makes a small sound, something like a sigh mixed with a friendly moan.
My heart beats a little faster at her precious reaction. How can someone be so perfect? It’s almost painful for me to witness. My heart isn’t used to being utilized to this extent.
“My darling, I will always protect you. I swear it on my life,” I whisper.
