"Emilie, we have arrived." He kissed my temple and rubbed my arm.
"Mm...right, your chest is so warm. So cozy. It makes me sleepy." He chuckled and helped me out of the car. Then he talked to his driver after he dropped us off at my apartment and drove off. "So, what language did you speak? Was that Russian?" I asked as my body cozily leaned to his side. The man nodded and led me to the entrance. I greeted the night guard, as we continued to my floor, I took out my keys, and he was behind me already. His hand perched possessively on my back. I fought back a smile, liking it a bit too much. I locked my door and dropped the keys on the kitchen island. "You want something to drink? coffee, beer, water?" I was about to face him when I felt his breath on my neck and his hands were on my waist. He effortlessly picked me up to the kitchen island and spread my legs before standing between them. I gave up on pulling my dress down and let his eyes roam my legs. "Oh my...." My hands were on his chest. Hard, muscular chest. Yum. Damn! It has been too long. He smirked at me and put his hands on my stocking-covered thighs and crept up, making my dress move upwards. His eyes kept looking at my exposed legs, full of lust. "Bedroom. Where is it?" He carried me. His voice was deep with desire while I felt his bulge rubbing the inside of my thigh. Oh, dear GOD. Sexy Ken groaned, taking my lips to his, while I snaked my hands around his neck and giggled. I pointed the way to my bedroom to him. He opened the door and then sat on my bed, taking me with him as I straddled him. "Em, baby. Are you good? Are you too drunk for this? Maybe we should have some coffee first. Sorry, you're just making me so fucking horny." "Shut up and kiss me again. It's been too long for me. I need this to happen, now. Take off my clothes Maxim." I said his name with needs, finally making him lose control. He easily unzipped my dress and threw it on the floor, leaving me in my underwear. He looked at me and pulled me roughly to his lap, then tugged my hair back as he licked and sucked my neck. I moaned his name telling him to undress. He got up while I helped him unbuckle his belt and then his pants, making it drop to the floor. Horny Ken sat back down with me back on his lap, unbuttoning his shirt. In seconds we were back to kissing again, hard and heavy, as we breathed heavily and ground against each other. "Damn Emilie, I want you so bad." "Yes, I can clearly feel it." I winked at him, feeling him damn hard down there. I shoved him down to my bed as I stripped myself naked, peeling off my stockings and then my bra. Hard Ken was stroking himself, eyes staring at me as I lowered down my panties. He grabbed me swiftly and was on top of me within moments. He slowly licked and sucked my nipple, expertly touching the other with his talented fingers while I arched my back giving him more. I could feel myself getting wet and was definitely not ready when he was trailing his kisses down there. "God damn it. So good... Max." "You're so fucking good baby. I've been waiting to taste you all night." He started pushing his finger into me, making me moan harder. "I want you, Max. I want to taste you too." His eyes widened, as he came up to me, kneeling on the side of my head. His hand circled his dick. I joined him as I took his length and started stroking it. He moaned as I wrapped my lips around his tip before taking him into my mouth. His other hand moved, stroking between my legs, making me buck. Then he lowered his head down and started devouring me again. "Feels so good babe. Fuck yes." His hands gripped my thighs and kept on licking me as I pushed him down sucking him with more vigour. I could feel him pulsating and moaning above me seconds before he abruptly pulled his dick away from me. "Max! I was still enjoying you!" I whined at him. He slammed his lips to mine, roughly opening my mouth and tasting myself. "Fucking hell Em, you're going to make me come so fast." He was putting on the condom and positioned himself, then slowly pushing himself inside me. Stretching me, filling me with all of him. "So tight, fuck Em. So fucking tight." "I know, it has always been me and Bob for over a year now." I moaned hard, feeling him stretching my insides. "Bob? The fuck Em. Why are you even mentioning another man's name with me inside you?" He was blazing mad, pumping faster and harder inside me. Woah...I like Mad Ken. I whispered in his ear. "Bob as in my Battery-Operated-Boyfriend. He's in the drawer of my bedside table. But I liked it when you got mad." I was panting under him. "And yours is much...much bigger than BOB. Fuck, again Max. I'm fucking coming, baby. Harder, Max. Fuck. So fucking good. You're so much better. Definitely, yes. Fuck, yes! Tell me to come Max. Make me, baby." "Come for me. Fuck. So fucking sexy. So fucking tight and sexy, Emilie. Scream my name, Em! Come now!" I did as he told me to do. I was bucking wild under him. His eyes were looking at me. I blushed crimson under his stare, making him chuckle. "Emilie, I've seen your most private parts, and yet you still blushed when I watched you come. So adorable, baby. Nope, we're not done yet. I'm going to fuck you hard now. I'm going to remind you that I'm not Bob." He told me to hold on to the headboard as he fucked me from behind. So hot! He plunged himself deep inside me as his pelvis pounded me harder from behind. His hand was holding my waist, his front was against my back, and his other hand was rubbing between my legs. He was taking me closer and closer to the edge. "Fuck Emilie, so tight, baby. I'm so fucking hard, I need to come now, baby." He knew I was about to come as I was clenching him tightly inside me. "I coming Max baby, so fucking close. Tell me, babe. Tell me when Maxim." "Fuck now, Em... Fucking come for me now," He squeezed my ass cheek as I clenched him tighter, milking him inside me as he came seconds later filling the condom. Our breaths were heavy as we were both panting, coming down from our high. He pulled out and discarded the condom. Then he got back to me, embracing me under the cover. ***** Oh, my Ken was angry at BOB! Angelica: My oh my... I'm so proud of our Emi!Four years laterNikolai“Damn it Max, I don’t know how you can handle this kind of stress over and over again! We should’ve stopped with our first. I thought it’ll get easier with our second. Shit Max, I need to drink. No, I need to be with her...” I was pacing back and forth in the waiting room since I was kicked out by my lovely and very stubborn wife. I didn’t know how long I waited outside, but against my wife’s insistence I decided to go back to the delivery room. My feet stopped moving as I heard my precious wife’s voice cursing my name. She was asking for a gun, saying that this time she was not going to miss her target.Oh fuck, maybe I should stay out just like she wanted. Grinning mischievously, Max pushed my body inside the room. It was too late when I realized that two people wanted me dead. With a dumb look on my face, I was there, exposed, before she called out my name. Busted.“Nikolai! Come here and take it over for me! I’m done, I don’t want to do this again. It h
Alina"Olga, you need to keep everybody busy for an hour. We will be there as soon as we're done here." For once I heard his voice was stern to his sister. It sounded like he was holding himself back, trying to contain his lust in front of Olga. Though she saw right through him as she put on her wide grin and nodded her head saying she'd think of some excuse for us and congratulated him on my pregnancy. Then, she was gone within seconds."Ali baby, tell me..." he turned, and walked back only to find that I was already off of my wedding dress. I was only wearing my white lace thong and matching bridal bodice. I was strutting my way to him while he was looking at my new tattoo that was on display for his eyes to see."Tell me that Sharon tattooed that for you,"It wasn't a question, more like a possessive demand which made my inside burn with desire. "It's her wedding gift for us. She thought you'd like it, but I was the one that asked for your name to be placed there." I confessed to
NikolaiI was pacing back and forth in my suite, wondering if Alina was going to back down on our wedding. Was she really going to leave me at the altar? The anticipation was making me sweat nervously and I've never been so fucking nervous in my entire life before. Not even when I was facing my worst enemies. Damn the big family traditional wedding thing. We could easily fly off to Vegas, and she would be my wife already.My mind was thinking the worst. We were ten minutes behind schedule, when Olga came bursting to my suite. Damn it! Was she bailing out on me?"Niko...sorry brother, but I was sent out to tell everyone about the wedding...""Shit! I'm fucking screwed am I? Did she leave already?" I asked, feeling the sudden hollowness in my chest. I had to sit down as my legs gave up on me, even when I hadn't heard my sister say it. God, I wasn't sure if I want to hear it.Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. "No, Niko! She's good...she just had the wedding jitters. This happens to all brides, well n
Alina“You got to believe me, Al. He will love it. It’s my wedding gift to both of you.” Sharon said, complementing her own work. I have never had a tattoo before, I mean... I like the aesthetic of it, but for me something permanent needs to be meaningful to be engraved on my body. But Sharon had been pushing me to do it for the last couple of weeks, and I finally said yes. As crazy as it may seem, I am crazy about Nikolai. So I was all in when I told her to get on with it, before I changed my mind. Time passed and I kept on looking at myself in the mirror. It actually looked good. It made me look sexily his and I think maybe he’d like it. Well, hopefully he will. Sharon was zipping me up again and was tidying my dress for the second time when Dottie popped up from behind us.“Anddddd... here’s my gift. And nope! I’m not being lazy, cause this is the most expensive hotel suite available in the tropics, all trip expenses paid for. I had to pull some strings to get the perfect honeym
AlinaI made a show of parking my bike, taking off my helmet, and flipping my hair exaggeratedly, making Nikolai laugh. I grinned back at him before quickening my pace as he opened his arms for me and wrapped me in his strong arms. All while squeezing my ass, just because he can and I fucking love him for it. I was sighing in his arms, inhaling his delicious expensive after save like the pervert that I am seconds later. Our kiss was inevitable, it was hot and heady just like always and we finally stopped as I dropped my helmet to the floor with a loud thud.“Right, let’s get this steamy scene inside, my love. How’s your day with Emilie and the girls?”My ring, obviously he knew where I had been the whole day. It used to annoy me, but instead of the hideous feeling of being monitored, this time I felt cared for, watched, and ugh... I was getting so sappy for my man. Maybe this was what people called pre-wedding jitters? I really didn’t care. I just want to be alone with him. Forever.
Alina“Ali, are you sure you’re good with Olga? She can be a handful sometimes. Just tell me when she’s too much for you to handle and I’ll pull her out of the wedding duties.” Nikolai looked at me with concern etched on his expression.“I’m good Nikolai, it’s all under control. I was actually using Olga since she was all hands on. This mafia wedding is seriously not my thing. I just want you. I just want the wedding to be over and done with. I want our sexy honeymoon getaway.” I slithered my hands to his chest, then up his neck before pulling him close to kiss me.Gah.. I love my tall handsome man.“Mmm... okay, if you’re sure.” He whispered sexily, pushing me back to the bed.“As sure as I want you inside me, baby,” I moaned louder as we started our love making for the second time that morning.It had been two months since our last beach getaway, and since then he has been busy with the taking over of my family business. Though Nikolai handled himself expertly as he positioned hims