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The main courses hit the table and I take the opportunity to dive in a little deeper. The clinking of cutlery drowns out Emma’s fevered gasp as my fingers make contact with the thin fabric of her panties.
I tease them to the side, exposing her pussy before running my fingers along her slit. Just as I suspected: she’s wet.
But not wet enough for me yet.
“Why don’t you eat, sweetheart?” Mrs. Schaeffer suggests thoughtfully. “You’re looking a little flushed.”
I push a finger inside her and Emma lets out a tiny gasp that she tries to turn into a cough. Her cheeks flush a deeper shade of scarlet and, suddenly, she’s pushing off from the table and excusing herself.
A more patient man might have waited a few minutes before excusing himself, too, but I’m rock-hard and at the end of my tether. I’m keenly aware of Jessica’s eyes on my back as I follow Emma out of the Onyx Room, but at this point, I don’t give a fuck.
I’m done pretending she’s anything but mine.
The hallway outside the ballroom is empty except for Emma. She’s racing towards the restrooms when I catch up, grab her arm, and twist her around to face me. She collides with me, all breathless and panicked.
“What the hell are you doing?” she gasps. “That was not funny!”
“No,” I growl, pushing her up against the wall. “No, it wasnotfucking funny.”
I silence her with my lips, stealing the kiss the only way I know how. No negotiations, no conversation. Just demanding and greedy and fucking no-holds-barred. I slide my tongue into her mouth and I feel the moan in her chest.
I’m gonna make sure the whole fucking world knows who she belongs to.
But first, I’m going to remindher.
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EMMA
My head is spinning fast.
My heart feels like it’s about to burst out of my chest.
He’s got my leg hitched up around his waist and I can feel his cock, rock-solid and possessive, pushing at my panties, demanding entrance.
When he pulls his lips from mine, I’m pretty sure he’s wiped the lipstick clean off. I gasp for air, trembling as he leaves a trail of kisses down my neck.
“R-Ruslan—stop!”
He just growls. “There’s no stopping this now,kiska.” He pushes his hand through the slit in my dress and rips my panties right off. The fabric gives way beneath his brutish hands.
“No, we… we’re out in the…ahh… open…!”
“I don’t give two fucks.” His lips sweep over the tops of my breasts. I hear the screech of his zipper and my heart stops for a moment. “Ruslan—”
He plunges himself into me and just like that, all conversation comes to a screeching halt.
“Did you enjoy dancing with him?” he snarls as he drives all the way in. I’m pressed between the wall and him. I can barely breathe, much less move, and I’m so lost in the feel of him filling me to the max that I can barely register what he’s saying, either. My answer is lost in a sea of moans and gasps.
“Do you thinkhecould ever make you feel like this?”
“Mmm, Ruslan…fuuuck!”
“I didn’t think so. OnlyIcan make you feel like this. OnlyIcan make you come like this. Isn’t that right, my naughty littlekiska?”
“Yes,” I gasp. I don’t have any earthly idea what I’m yessing, but I tell him what he wants to hear. I’d do anything he wants me to do. All my anger and hurt has turned to pleasure and passion.
At this point, I’m completely his.
