“Yes,” I said, studying her beautiful features, so animated when she smiled. I needed to give her more reasons to do that. Like the silk in the market today, and now the promise of her belongings’ arrival. “There might be a surprise or two coming with the things you packed.”
“Surprises?” She fiddled with the hem of her dress as she failed to conceal her interest.
“You’ll have to be a good little wife if you want them,” I lied. She could be the brattiest mate imaginable, and I’d still spoil her rotten at the earliest opportunity.Ibarhelp me when she figured that out.
“I can do that,” she said sweetly, but then a wicked gleam flashed in her eyes. “If you’re a good Daddy.” She slipped down the stairs before I could grab her and haul her over my lap for the spanking that little taunt deserved.
I stifled a groan and put the cruiser to rest before following her down.
CHAPTER 32
CORA
I racedinto the cruiser’s small kitchen, stifling a giggle when Yiri checked the bedroom first. I knew he would. One-track mind, that man. But there was nowhere to hide in the kitchen, and it took him only seconds to regroup. I was still frozen, considering crawling under the two-seater table when the mechanical door whooshed quietly open and he barreled into the room.
His eyes blazed as he scooped an arm around my waist and hauled me back to front against his body. “Where do you think you’re going, little wife?” he grunted walking me forward until my hips hit the counter and his hard dick pressed against my lower back.
“To the beach!” I laughed. “Isn’t that why you brought me here?”
Yiri rumbled wordlessly, his hands roaming up my thighs and under my dress. His fingers paused at the totally functionless garters.
“What’s this?” he asked, his voice deep and gravelly.
“A surprise for you,” I said with syrupy sweetness. “Like them?”
Stepping back, he moved to press a button on the wall. “I need better light to see them, I think.”
Any quip about his eyesight failing in his old age died on my tongue as the whole outside wall of the kitchen rolled away and a floating deck extended over the gently bobbing water.
“Wow,” I said, shaking my head in wonder. “Yiri, the cruiser is socool. I’m so not going back to your boring, lonely mansion.”
Stepping close behind me again, he carefully unfastened my dress and let it fall to a puddle at my feet. “Whatever you like,Aneah. Now step out there in the daylight and show me my surprise.”
The surface of the deck had a slight give to it, firm enough to stand steady on, but soft enough that I didn’t mind being barefoot as I twisted my body into a seductive pose for him. Bending slightly to touch the garter above my knee, I arched my back to best display my form. The innocently wide-eyed look I sent him wasn’t entirely pretend. I wouldn’t consider myself overly confident. But something about the hungry way Yiri always looked at me made it easier to ignore the voice in my head that told me I looked ridiculous. The sizable tent in Yiri’s trousers didn’t think I looked silly, why should I? My chest rose and fell with hard breaths as he stalked closer.
“I’m jealous every time my men take you to that designer,” he said. “I wonder what they get to see while she creates these wicked little things for you. But when you surprise me with something like this, it’s hard to complain.”
“Did I get it right?” I asked. “Do I look like one of those pinup girls you like so much?”
The warmth of his hand slid down from my shoulder blade, through the dip of my arched spine, and over the curve of my bottom. Taking a handful of flesh, he squeezed until I gasped. Then his fingers delved lower, reaching for my pussy from behind.
“Even better,Aneah,” he said. “You look likemypinup girl. My own little temptress to touch and taste whenever I want.”
Lowering to his knees behind me, Yiri skimmed his fingers over my body, starting shivers everywhere he went. His teeth scraped the back of my thigh, plucking the garter and pulling, just to let it snap back against my skin. I squeaked at the light sting, but he was already kissing away the hurt and stroking his fingers over my lace covered clit.
“You make me feel like a beast,” he growled. “Wanna bite every tender bit of you.” He illustrated his point by sinking his teeth into the curve of my ass. Gripping my hips in his big hands, he spun me around and nipped his way up my inner thighs, and then pulled at my panties with his teeth until he wrestled them to the side. Lapping at my seam, he groaned deep and desperate. “Fuck, you taste so good.”
I whimpered his name as my fingers tangled in his hair, half to hold him to me, and half to hold myself steady on my feet. He found the perfect angle to lave over my clit with his tongue and stayed there. It was so good that my hips bucked against him, thrusting against his tongue to increase the pressure. He growled and gripped me tighter, but didn’t stop.
“Oh fuck,” I gasped. “Yiri. I’m—I’m going to—ungh.” I forgot how to use my words as waves of heat wracked my body and Yiri scooped me up in his strong arms just to lower me to the floor of the deck beneath him.
“I need to be inside you,” he panted, shoving his pants down and grabbing me by the garters to haul me closer. One of the straps broke with a snap, and it only seemed to turn him on more. His mouth crashed against mine in a rough and dirty kiss. “You don’t mind, do you,Aneah? These sexy little scraps are begging to be torn off you.”
“Go ahead,” I breathed through a heavy fog of need. “You bought them.”
The gusset of the panties was the next to give way as Yiri hooked a finger roughly through the lace and ripped the material out of his way.
“Ready for me?” he asked, notching the head of his cock to my aching center.
