“In New York.”
My eyes snap open. In New York?
“When is it?”
“Friday.”
I blink, my fingers stop. “What Friday? You meanthisFriday? This Friday in New York?”
“Yeah.”
“As in the day after tomorrow? But…but…why didn’t you tell me sooner? I have nothing to wear! Severin Minaev, I’m going to kill you,” I shout, and Sava winces.
“I guess we’re going shopping tomorrow,” Severin mutters with all his grumpy enthusiasm, and I narrow my eyes on him.
“Try not to sound so excited.”
“Baby, I’d go to hell for you. What’s a little shopping?”
26
What’s the worst thing that can happen?
Severin
Turnsout,shoppingwashell but for a whole different reason. Seeing my woman in all those dresses that draped across her hourglass figure like a glove was pure torture. And then seeing her out of them tested my self-restraint in the worst way possible.
Newsflash, I didn’t pass the test.
I took her sweet body in the dressing room, fucked that tight pussy until the whole store knew she was mine, and then I fucked her again when we got home for teasing me. But my lychik loves it all. She loves every mark I leave on her sweet body and begs for more.
Fucking hell, I’m getting hard from mere memories, and we’re only minutes away from the hotel.
Fuck it. I dial the driver Denis sent for us when we landed and tell him to loop around for another ten minutes.
The partition is already up because I’m not going to let any fucker drool over my woman when her tits are glorious in the deep purple dress she picked out.
I, on the other hand, am going to fuck those tits when we get to our room after the party.
And now I’m so fucking hard it’s painful. I also feel the walls closing in on me. I feel the pressure of the secrets drowning the last moments of peace I have with her and it drives me mad.
“Aurora, I need you.”
“What? What’s going on? Are you all right?” Her delicate features morph into genuine concern and like the asshole I am, I capitalize on it, painting over my fears with lust.
“No, I’m in major distress,” I tell her as my fingers work over the belt and unzip my pants.
That genuine concern is gone and Aurora arches her brow, clicking her tongue. “Severin! We’re about to be there.”
“No, you’re about to suck my cock and finger your pretty pussy while you do it.” A flush grazes her cheeks under all that makeup she applied on the plane. “You’re drenched already, aren’t you? Just at the mere thought of taking my cock down your throat?”
She can’t help herself any more than I can, and a soft whine leaves her sweet lips before she drops to the ground in front of me and works me out of my boxers.
“If you mess up my hair, I’m going to kill you,” she tells me before slipping the tip of my angry red, thick, and leaking head into her mouth.
“Ugh, fuckkk.” The groan comes from deep within me as her warm tongue licks over my underside. “I fucking love that mouth of yours, Aurora.”
She bobs her head up and down, licking and teasing. “Fingers on your pussy, malysh. Right-fucking-now. I won’t be able to hold for long.”
