~The Mess of the Century~

"Let me go, Russell."

She moaned involuntarily when his fingers went deeper into her, squinting her eyes as she tried to fight the insatiable pleasure.

"Your body tells me something else."

"My body is mine," Nadia said through clenched teeth. "It's mine. You don't get to do what you want with it."

Russell wouldn't lie; he was loving this feral side of her. "But it listens to me."

She moaned even louder, tilting her head back when his fingers started moving as his other hand passionately pressed her nipple.

"Let me go, or I'll run away with your money. I'll fucking disappear." Nadia managed to say through the heat.

"You can never escape me," he purred, dipping his hands into her panties to get a feel of her ass. She tried to push him away, but Russell wasn't a man she could just shove off. The only thing that would get him back was a proper threat. A weapon. A shock big enough for him to stand back. "I'll find you wherever you go."

"Then I'll k