He lifts his beautiful, long body over me to yank on a bra strap and frees me.
Grabbing a fistful of his long, blond hair, I tug. “Sit up, it’s my turn.”
Kon slides gracefully from the hot tub, sits on the edge, and leans back, spreading his legs. “See something you like?”
“You aresovain,” I scoff. Though in this case, it’s deserved. The look of this man, with his strong thighs and his cock hard against his sculpted abdomen. I will never get used to his size, thick and heavy in my mouth. He tastes of me as I swirl my tongue around the head and suck him, squeezing the base of his cock and gently playing with his balls.
He wraps my hair around his fist, pulling me up and down, using me until I can feel him swelling even more. Yanking my mouth off his dick with a groan, he sinks back down into the water, pulling me on top of him and slotting back inside me. “Go ahead,Pchelka,take what you need.” He chuckles as I greedily grind against him. “Then I’m going to take whatever I want.”
It’s official. He’s going to kill me. At least I’ll die with a smile on my face that the funeral home willneverget off.
Konstantin…
MyPchelkais buzzing insistently around me naked, and her sweet, tempting breasts are barely out of reach of my mouth…
The buzzing is getting louder, more insistent.
Blearily opening one eye, I see Mariya’s phone vibrating vigorously. Silencing it, I close my eyes.
Buzzing. This time from my phone on the dresser, which means I’ll have to get out of bed to shut it up. Mariya is draped across me, hand plastered across my face. Peeling it off finger by finger, I put her hand on my pillow and get up, groaning. I’m going to throw my phone out the window and hopefully, far enough to sink it into the Seine River.
Damn it. Lucca’s number is flashing happily on the screen.
“Wake up, lovebirds!”
“Go to hell,” I said. “We had a late night.”
“I figured as much.” The bastard is laughing and I can hear Tati giggling in the background.
Groaning, I walk over to the windows to look down at the boulevard. Mariya’s tight little cunt sucked half my body weight out through my dick last night and I’m feeling ancient right now.
“We need you two today,” he persists, suddenly serious. “It’s important.”
“What’s wrong?” I ask, instantly alert.
“Nothing like that. Tatiana and I want to get married. Just the two of us. With you and Mariya as our witnesses.”
By the time they reach the penthouse, Mariya is already impatiently waiting by the elevator. Tatiana bursts out of the lift and hugs her as they both start chattering in alarmingly high-pitched voices.
“Hey, brother,” I hug Lucca, “what made you two decide to do this? Today?”
He watches our women talking with a warm smile. I’ve never seen him look so soft. It’s a little unnerving.
“We know we’re going to have to deal with the extravaganza that her brothers and mine are going to insist on as is befitting our families’ status.” He rolled his eyes, and I suspect this is a conversation they’ve both already had with their people. “But when we fell in love, you two were the ones who had our backs. You were there for us. We want to get married, just for us. And we were hoping you and Mariya would be there.”
Slapping his back, I can’t stop grinning. “Of course. You already knew we would.”
The chapel at Sainte-Chapelle is surrounded by over a thousand stained glass windows, soaring six stories up to the peaked ceiling. The Gothic church is extravagantly beautiful, but it’s small and intimate in the candlelight.
“It’s sweet of Tati to get me this dress,” Mariya’s quick fingers are looping my tie, “but it’s bad etiquette to wear white to someone else’s wedding.”
I had a suit with me because I’d planned to take her out to dinner, but Tatiana insisted on surprising Mariya with a “proper bridesmaid’s dress.”
Looking down at the layers of pale silk crisscrossing over her breasts and flowing down over her hips, I grin lasciviously. “Well, this isn’t white, exactly. More like a cream color? I’m not complaining, you look gorgeous.”
Smoothing her hands down the lapels of my grey suit, she sighs dreamily. “So do you,dorogoy,sweetheart.”
Kissing her hand, I start making my way up her arm while she giggles.
