“Vasya has a meeting with Vito in Italy. Vladimir is taking care of the Bratva. We have time.” Both guys groaned loudly.
“Fuck this, Radmir. We’d like a shower,” Dom muttered.
Instead of answering him, Radmir pushed my head back so I could meet his gaze while I heard passengers in the back complain that they couldn’t get off the plane.
“Do you want my kind of adventure, Vivian?” he rasped, his gray eyes full of promise I couldn't name but craved.
Running off to a foreign country with a stranger was insane and stupid, but I couldn't shake the feeling of safety that wrapped around me like a cocoon when I was near him. And besides, safe and rational was my life’s credo, and it had gotten me nowhere.
At least the mistakes would be mine, and I didn't want to miss an opportunity to experience the all-consuming desire in his arms again.
So I took the leap, nodded, and said firmly, “Yes.”
Who knew my life would never be the same after that decision?
Vivian
Studying my reflection in the mirror, I called myself all kinds of stupid, but it didn't change my decision.
We needed to talk, right? So what if I took an aromatherapy bath before it while the boys enjoyed their dinner and after Radmir had put Jake to bed—at Jake’s request. As a single mom, I didn't have such luxuries as spare time to dote on myself.
So what if I applied cream all over my body so my skin was soft as satin, glistering slightly under the light?
And it absolutely meant nothing that I chose to wear the sapphire-blue nightgown Tina gave me last Christmas, which was made of the finest silk and displayed my body from my heavy breasts to my round behind beautifully. My damp hair cascaded down my back in natural waves, making my sky-blue eyes even clearer. My skin glowed, and I had to admit that the woman staring back at me was gorgeous.
And needy.
My sensitive skin reacted to every light touch or breeze, and it was hard for me to breathe.
What if I could just use Radmir and his body for my pleasure? A woman had needs too, and unfortunately for me, he was the only one I could satisfy them with.
Shaking my head from the carnal images popping into my head, I exited the bathroom only to come face-to-face with the man.
Radmir stood in the doorway, his eyes scanning me from head to toe as they blazed with desire and possessiveness.
His mouth lifted in satisfaction as he stepped inside.
“What are you doing?” He didn't answer. Instead, he grabbed his shirt from the back, pulled it off, threw it on the chair, and then unbuckled his belt. “Stop!” His hands froze as he started to unzip his pants and our gazes locked.
“Why?”
Licking my dry lips, I tried to ignore the bulge behind his zipper that I longed to touch. I finally replied, “Because sex doesn't fix anything! Look where it got it us last time. We need to talk.”
“You look like that.” He pointed at my nightgown. “Because you want to talk with me?”
“Yes.” Then I couldn't help but add, “The last thing I need is to wake up alone after you use my body for your pleasure.” The hurt laced my voice, and he didn’t miss it. Amusement vanished from his gaze as he grew serious and stalked me like a lion searching for his prey, and I froze in place, unable to move.
“That will never happen again. I’ll spend the rest of my days apologizing to you.” He yanked me to him, bringing our chests together, and I bit my lip as my pointed nipples felt his chest hair through the soft, silky fabric, and they hardened even more. “But for now”—his finger slid from my collarbone to my stomach, leaving fire everywhere he touched—“we both need each other in the most primitive way. Then you can shout, scold, talk. I’ll be here. I’ll always fucking be here,” he whispered harshly, licking around the seam of my mouth and then pushing his tongue inside, dueling with mine as we collided in a kiss where nothing mattered but us.
Palming his head, I opened my mouth wider for him, and he took the invitation, but then his hands slid lower, and I pushed back, hunger coming over me. He gave me a confused look before his eyes fell on my rolled lips, which ended up damp, and he understood at once.
Rubbing his thumbs over my lips, he rasped, “You want my dick in your mouth,krasivoglazaya?” He groaned into my hair at my nod and then stepped back, raising his brow. “What are you waiting for? Kneel and take what’s rightfully yours.”
I didn't know about other women, but when he introduced me to this, I loved the sense of power it gave me, loved having him in my mouth, exploring all the ways I could drive him mad.
Although I hadn't been a virgin before Radmir and the sex was good with my three previous partners, I had never tried performing this on another male, and I was glad, because he was gentle about guiding me. Who knew if someone else would’ve been as tender?
Getting down on my knees, I nipped on his covered flesh and then unzipped his pants slowly, enjoying the jerk of his cock against my hand. Finally, I took it out, loving the length and thickness of him in my hands, sliding my finger over the large vein as he groaned again, slipping his fingers into my hair, fisting it in a dominant and possessive grip.
