“What’s put that look on my wife’s face?”
She considered commenting on his determination to name her as his wife, but decided to let it go.Tonight was a special night, for better or worse.There was no need to ruin it with petty bullshit.Keira reached down and slid her fingers through his hair.The casual touch thrilled her as much as the sexual ones did.“I was thinking that I could fuck you ten times a day if I wanted to.”
Amusement flickered in his eyes and the curve of his lips.“Impossible to run an evil empire if I have my cock buried in you ten times a day.”He kissed first one hip bone and then the other.“But it’s a sacrifice I’m willing to make.”
“Mmm.”She sucked in a breath as his lips grazed her pubic bone.“Though if we let the evil empire run itself, eventually it’ll fall apart.”
“True.”He shifted, hitching one of her legs over his shoulder and pressing her back against the table.
It was difficult to focus with his breath ghosting across her clit, but she made a valiant effort.“I think three times a day is reasonable.It’s important to have balance.”
Dmitri nuzzled her pussy.“Your compromise is duly noted.Now, stop talking business.My wife has needs that require attention.”
“What a polite monster you are.”
He growled against her skin.“Your monster, at least in this.”
I am in over my head and sinking fast.She couldn’t bring herself to care as he licked her like she was his favorite flavor of ice cream.Before she could really relax into it, he stood and spun her around.She caught herself on the table, knocking over his glass and sending silverware flying.Keira sucked in a breath to protest, but then Dmitri’s mouth was at the small of her back.
Oh.
He pushed her dress higher as he licked his way up her spine and then finally shoved the fabric over her head.It hit the table with a heavythunk, but she couldn’t bring herself to care that it would be stained beyond recognition.Not with his hands cupping her breasts and plucking ather nipples.He started his way down her spine again, his palm coasting over her stomach to cup her between her thighs.He slid two fingers in her as if sure he could do anything he wanted to her and she’d welcome it with arms open wide.He’s right.
Maybe she should be ashamed of that truth.
His other hand slid up the back of her thigh, pushing her legs wider, and squeezed her ass, spreading her cheeks.He kissed one and then the other, his tongue sliding over her skin in lazy circles as he worked her pussy with his fingers.“Tell me something,moya koroleva.Have you ever had a man here?”He traced a finger down the seam of her body.
She froze, trying to think past the pleasure he dealt her in waves.“That’s a sexist fucking question.”
His chuckle didn’t do a damn thing to help her string two thoughts together.“My mistake.Have you had a man or woman here?”He exerted the slightest pressure against her ass, not quite pushing his finger inside, but definitely testing her.
She jerked forward, which only served to shove his fingers deeper inside of her.Keira gripped the table and moaned.“You’re such a dick.”
“Nyet.I’m asking a perfectly simple question.”He nipped the upper curve of her ass.“Though I believe I have my answer.”
She was far from a virgin, but that didn’t stop a flicker of fear from starting in her chest.“Dima, I—”
“Relax.”He gave her ass one last squeeze and stroked his hand down her other leg, widening her stance further.He pushed a third finger into her, never picking up his tempo, the slow stroke of ownership turning her on farmore than it had a right to.“Whatever you think of me, I won’t take your ass for the first time while bending you over our dinner table.”
She tried to pick apart that statement.“Does that mean you fully intend on taking my ass in this position sometime in the future?”
His dark chuckle did nothing to calm her racing heartbeat.“Only if you ask me to.”
Though she was tempted to tell him that would never happen, Keira wasn’t anywhere near as confident of that fact as she’d like to be.She leaned over fully, bracing her forearms on the table.“I like the idea of you fucking me here, Dima.Right now.”
“When I’m ready.Not before.”His mouth closed around her clit and she moaned, grinding against his face.Dmitri sucked her gently, just as slowly and thoroughly as he’d been fucking her with his fingers.
She gripped the table so tightly, her knuckles went white.There would be no demands this time.She was at his mercy the same way he’d been at hers.All she could do was hang on for the ride.
Except Keira had never been that good at being passive.
She moaned, fighting to get the words out.“Dima, please.I want you inside me when I come.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
Impossible for Dmitri to deny Keira when she kept requesting things he fuckingneeded.Fuck her mouth.Lick her.Kiss her.Have her coming on his cock instead of his tongue.Sheer habit had him wanting to deny her that if only to maintain control of the situation, but the truth was that he’d lost control the second her knees hit the floor.
He’d damn them both to give her whatever she asked of him, though he wasn’t about to give her that ammunition on his own.
