“Of course, I will take her. Fresh air and bus rides will do wonders for her.”
His expression was implacable “No public transport. You will be taken wherever you want to go by my security staff.”
“Can I ask why you decided to get a nanny for Yulia? She has tutors for her educational needs and more than enough people to handle everything else.”
“It was her psychiatrist who recommended it. This house is too full of men and she thought a woman’s presence might help.”
“I see.” I studied Yuri as Orlov served us lemon dessert. He seemed genuinely clueless about his niece’s silence, but more important he seemed devoted to making her better. For me, that meant a great deal.
“Do you have any special plans for her?” Yuri asked.
I spooned the dessert into my mouth. It melted lusciously on my tongue. “Perhaps, but I haven’t yet worked out exactly how to tackle the invisible wall she has put up.”
Orlov refilled our goblets, and left.
Unconsciously, I sucked the spoon as I thought about Yulia, but when I looked up, I saw how he watched me and I knew instantly that he was turned on. His face showed his desire and I felt a flare of triumph. I felt the same urge. A part of me wished he would pull me from my chair and bend me over the table.
Part of me.
My cheeks heated up and I knew I was in dangerous territory. I wanted to flirt with the man I had chastised for kissing me. My dessert was unfinished, but I pushed back my chair and stood. “Thank you for a lovely evening.”
He stood. “I look forward to many such dinners with you.”
“Well, yes,” I answered hastily. Then, before I could embarrass myself, I turned away and willed myself not to run, but walk out of the room. I’d done enough for one night.
On my way to my bedroom, I stopped to look in on Yulia. She was fast asleep. Her vulnerable sleeping face tugged at my heart. From the first moment, I laid eyes on her, something about her had touched me. I made a silent promise that I would do my best to change her life. One way or another, I would get to the root of her problem.
As I readied for bed, I wondered what his bedroom looked like. I slipped between my sheets and closed my eyes. What was behind those double doors?
Chapter 10
Yuri
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xvvAYd3X5kA
-There must be some kind of way out of here-
I sat back down and I watched her walk away. Her curving hips, that delicious jutted ass. An immediate jolt of arousal shot straight to my groin.
What was it about this woman that so effortlessly turned my blood to fire? I’d had so many women in my lifetime. They’d all met me on their knees. Eager to please, their mouths open, ready to swallow anything I cared to spurt.
Not this woman. Damn her.
The last thing I needed was to have her walking around my house flashing her wares while I lusted like some stray dog for her flesh.
Hell, I wanted to spread her across my desk that first morning. Even today, I had to pretend to enjoy my dinner when all I wanted to do was bury my face between her legs. Sure, she would struggle, but I would enjoy that as well. Because I’d know, it was only a pretense. She couldn’t hide the flame in her eyes, the tremble of her hands… She had it as bad as I did, perhaps even worse.
She was very near to cracking. It would be interesting to see how long she could hold it in before she came to me. I would keep my cool and wait.
But sooner or later, I would be fucking her.
With a smile, I left the dining room. The heat she had stirred inside of me gnawed at my insides. My cock hung heavy and hard. I headed out to the pool to cool off, but twenty laps later, I was still thinking of spreading her legs and my dick was still as hard as a rock.
A groan of annoyance at my inability to control myself escaped me. Damn her.
I swam to the deep end of the pool. I always swam naked. With my back against the wall of the pool, I shut my eyes and fisted my cock. Her image rose into my mind. That plump mouth stretched around my thick head, those beautiful emerald eyes staring up at me as I fucked her mouth.
I gripped the pool’s edge. I was already so close to exploding. I conjured up the scent of her cunt and just like that, I exploded. Growling like a beast I came, hot cum spurting from my cock, and into the blue of the water. Even in the midst of my climax, I heard it. A noise. Soft, but years of training kicked in. My eyes snapped open.
April was standing at the edge of the pool staring at me, her mouth slightly open, her eyes enormous with surprise.
My chest was heaving and my pulse was still racing. I let go of my cock, leaned back, and let my arms relax along the edge.
She seemed to come to her senses suddenly. Her cheeks flushed with color and she instantly spun away from me. “Oh my God, I’m so sorry, Sir. I didn’t mean to intrude.”
I felt no embarrassment whatsoever. More than anything, I was amused by the turn of events.
She, however I was sure was close to digging up the tiles and burying herself in the ground. She took an urgent step forward.
“Stop!” I ordered.
Instantly, she froze in place.
“Turn around.”
She whirled around slowly. And lifting her chin, met my gaze boldly.
Fierce excitement shot through me. “Why are you leaving?” I asked, my eyes running down the loosely tied robe she had on. It reached the middle of her calves, exposing them. The water’s reflection played patterns on her creamy skin.
Biting her bottom lips, she tightened her robe around herself. “I apologize—” she began.
I shrugged. “For what?”
She shut her eyes for a brief second.
I couldn’t hold myself back. “For purposely walking in on me, or for not having the guts to go ahead with your swim?”
“I didn’t purposely walk in on…” She stopped and looked away in exasperation.
“Get in,” I said.
“What?”
“You wanted a swim. Go ahead.”
She licked her lips, and looked uncertain.
“I won’t touch you if you don’t want me to. Unless you are afraid to get in the water with me…”
The seconds slowed and ticked loudly as I waited to see what she would do. When her hands moved to the knot to her robe and began to untie it, her eyes filled with defiance, I lowered my head in amusement. She was going to make me like her before I realized it.
I wiped the smile off my face and kept my eyes on her as she made her way into the pool. Her swimsuit was a matronly one piece, but it fired my blood in a shocking way. Instead of looking dowdy, it accentuated the swell of her breasts and made me fucking want to tear it off her. She didn’t look my way which was a good thing given that my dick was now riding high up against my stomach, the shaft clearly visible through the water.
She got in at the opposite end, as far from me as possible and stayed in the corner treading water.
A few minutes passed before I spoke again, “Are you just going to remain there?”
“I’m fine here,” she replied without turning around.
I chuckled under my breath. “You don’t seem fine, little rabbit.”
Chapter 11
April
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bhRuIqIy7Iw
Too Lost In You
Bastard
It was all I could think about as I cowered in the corner of the pool, wondering what had possessed me to ignore the magnificent shower in my room and instead, head out to this.
I had just needed to cool down so I could get to sleep, and a quick swim which would have both exhausted and calmed me had held the sweetest lure, however walking in on him—in that way…
I couldn’t breathe.
I shouldn’t have come in.
You should have just turned around and left, you idiot…
I couldn’t understand myself. Was my resolve truly to see and regard him as nothing more than my employer, or was I provoking the bo
th of us?
I fought the image of him lounging in the water at the opposite end of the pool, watching me with eyes I could have sworn were burning holes through my back. The huge tattoo spanning across the left side of his chest. I wanted to trace the sculpt of those abs with my tongue. And of course… there was his cock. How Charlotte would howl when I told her just how big it was. He had a very sizeable one, and from what I could see, any woman should think twice about letting such a monster inside her.
Try as I might to put myself off of it the image of him fisting himself, and the growl that had slid from his throat was all that swam around in my head. It had turned the swollen bud between my legs into a painful ache.
I felt unable to take a swim, or move away from my little corner, so I decided to just to leave. Feeling like a complete coward and cursing my stupidity for not doing it in the first place, I took a deep breath and prepared to go.
Just as I was about to turn I sensed movement behind me. My whole body froze as he emerged from the water behind me.
Swallowing the scream that tore out of my throat, I spun around. His dancing eyes were mere inches away from my face. It drove me backwards until my back hit the wall of the pool. “M-Mr…” I couldn’t even remember his name.
“Call me Yuri,” he suggested softly, his eyes though were dark with desire.
The strength left my legs, and I must have begun to sink into the water because his hand slid around my waist, or maybe just because he wanted to. In this moment, I wasn’t coherent about a lot. I just hung on to him as if for dear life. “You said you wouldn’t touch me, Mr. Volkov,” I said, my gaze seeing absolutely nothing as I stared densely to the left of him.
“Yuri,” he reminded softly.
“You said you wouldn’t touch me … Yuri.”
“I said I wouldn’t touch you…unless you wanted me to.”
“I didn’t say I wanted you to,” I protested weakly. The sensation of his strong hand curled around my waist did all kinds of crazy things to me. God, how I wanted this man.
“Didn’t you?” he murmured.
My throat closed at the look in his eyes. I could only shake my head.
“I didn’t want to hire you,” he muttered.
I swallowed. “Maybe you shouldn't have.”
“Why not?” he asked.
I turned my face away from him.
With a finger on my chin, he brought my gaze back to his. “Why not?” he repeated.
I didn’t think he needed an answer to the question and he proved me right. He leaned in and with his lips barely an inch away from my skin traced my scent up my jawline and then down my neck, slowly, excruciatingly. I shut my eyes like someone possessed and then from nowhere heard his voice in my ears.
“Because you want to fuck me too?” With an arm around my waist, he slammed me into his chest, my breasts crushed to the hardness his body. He rubbed me against him.
Oh, God, if he did this long enough, I felt sure it would bring me to an orgasm, a shameless brutal one. One that would leave me with not a shred of dignity. Shaking my head, I willed the strength back into my limp body, and putting my hands on his hard chest, I pushed myself away from him.
He let me go. “Why do you deny what’s going on between us? You walked into the dining room and my dick was instantly hard. And you were flushed red. So you feel it too. What exactly is holding you back?”
Angry with myself for failing to conceal my desire, and at him for blatantly pointing it out, I frowned. “You’re wrong about me.”
He didn’t say a word…instead, he brought his face toward mine.
I shut my eyes and my heart pounded so hard in my chest I was sure he could hear it. I could feel his lips burn a trail on my skin as they traced along the line of my jaw. A barrage of raw primal need coursed through my bloodstream. Something very dangerous loomed about him. I could sense it from the first moment we met. Now, as his pure animalistic strength seemed to overpower me, I wanted nothing more than to be ravished by him, but I made one last desperate attempt to escape.
His hand shut out to the edge of the pool and blocked my exit.
I stared at the network of bulging veins running down the heavily muscled limb. In that moment I couldn’t stomach it any longer, so I turned to him and lashed out, “If you want to fuck me so badly, then just do so and get it over with.”
His brows raised and the hint of a smile tugged at the corners of his lips.
I realized he enjoyed mocking me. It angered me even further. I didn’t even care if I got myself fired. I shot out my hand underneath the water, my gaze not breaking away from his and grabbed his thick cock. I heard the excited gasp escaping his lips at my hold, and it gave me that bit of confidence I needed.
With his other hand, he caged me into place. I watched him while seething.
His lips spread into a full wolfish grin. “You’re coming for blood?”
My frown deepened. Spreading my legs apart, I drew his cock to me forcing his entire body along, and over my swimsuit, I stroked the wide head up and down the lips of my sex. My head fell slightly backwards as I moaned silently at the sensation. A dark coil of ecstasy unfurled in the pit of my stomach.
He buried his face in my neck, and nipped bruising kisses on my skin, his tongue shooting out to tease my pulse before he moved onward and plunged his tongue into my mouth.
I lost myself then, pulling violently at the crotch of my swimsuit. I was mad for him. I wanted him inside me. In that moment of madness, I forgot about protection. I forgot he was my boss. I forgot everything, but the overriding need to have him inside me.
“Do you need help?” he mocked against my mouth, when he saw that my efforts were ineffective.
I wanted to shut his arrogant mouth. So I let go of his dick, and threw my arms around his neck. Grinding my hips to his, I sucked on his tongue as if I was a giant tick feeding on him. I wanted to cause him some sort of pain, so I bit down on his full lower lip until I tasted blood. I smiled when it caused his body to jerk.
“So you want to play rough,” he growled. Grabbing the V neck of my swimsuit, he ripped the material apart as though it were paper.
I watched in shock as my red swimsuit turned into two hanging pieces before my eyes. He tugged harshly on the straps around my shoulder and the slight burn of pain against my pussy deliciously hardened my clit even further.
He was a rough man, but as he tore what remained of the swimsuit off my body and reached behind to grab my buttocks underneath the water, I decided that I wanted his brutality. I wanted ferocious fucking from him. He crushed my hips to his as he dived at my breast, sucking a nipple into his mouth. I writhed my hips desperately against him when he took his revenge by biting me back.
Without warning, he lifted me up from the pool, and plopped my bare ass on the tiles. Goose bumps appeared on my skin as he grabbed my knees and jerked my legs apart.
“Fuck, April,” he rasped, looking at my exposed pussy. Then he came for my cleft and covered my pussy with his mouth.
With my palms propping me up, I threw my head backwards, thrashing at the wild assault. “Fuck,” I cried, writhing my hips to his tune as he ate me up like a maddened, starving man. He nipped brutally at my bud, stroking relentlessly at the tip with his tongue and then reaching down to greedily lap up the rush of juices spilling out from his assault.
When his tongue dug into me, I wrapped my legs around his shoulders and grabbed on his hair for the sake of my sanity. “Yuri,” I called out, but in the distance, I heard his phone ring. I didn't want him to leave me so I tightened my legs around him. I couldn’t bear it… not until he got me off. I was so close.
“Fuck,” he cursed and began to pull away.
I panicked. “Don't you dare!” I wailed, and began to ride my pussy up and down his mouth and face.
With both his hands on my hips, he stilled me, his hold as solid as iron. His lips curled with amusement. “I need to get that call, little rabbit. It’s urgent. Keep your
legs open. I’ll finish you off the moment I'm done.”
Fuck you, I wanted to spit out at him, but since a part of my brain was still working and could register his authority over me, I didn’t dare.
He pulled my legs away from his neck, and caressed my mound with careless fingers. At my glare, he hoisted himself up, muscles rippling, and water sluicing off him, and crushed my lips in a brief kiss. I tasted myself on him, and it fanned the flame of my arousal even further. I had to hold myself back from shouting curses at him as he swam back across the pool to retrieve his phone.
He got to it before it disconnected. I watched as he responded, his deep, whisky smooth voice filtering over to me in the cool air. I could see his firm ass cheeks in the water, and it frustrated me to no end. I couldn’t wait for him. I needed to touch him, to feel his skin on mine, his cock in my mouth. So, I slid into the water, tearing what remained of the scraps of my suit fully away from me, and headed slowly towards him.
I stopped midway across the pool as a curse rang out from his mouth.
“What?” he snarled. His tone was low and menacing and forced a trickle of fear down my spine. “Did he lose his fucking mind? I’ll be there in twenty minutes. If any of you even move an inch from there before I arrive, you’re dead.”
I froze, unable to move from where I was.
I watched as he pulled himself up from the pool and strode away, naked, proud, and wildly beautiful, but without even a second look back at me. It was almost as though I’d been wiped away from his memory. Suddenly, I felt very cold and painfully naked, so I covered my breasts with my arms in the water. As I looked on the tears stung my eyes and I wondered how the hell I was going to make it through the house.
A few moments later, I almost sunk completely into the water when Zelda appeared, calling out my name. Never had I felt so much shame. I cowered into a corner, hoping to hide away from her.
She spotted me and came over. She placed a folded robe and towel by the edge of the pool and smiled kindly at me. “Mr. Volkov requested this for you.”
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