Total pages in book: 31
Estimated words: 28975 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 145(@200wpm)___ 116(@250wpm)___ 97(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28975 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 145(@200wpm)___ 116(@250wpm)___ 97(@300wpm)
Anastasia had tried to hide the pain she felt, but she was not a good actress and she was not successful.
“You feel so fucking good,” he said.
She moaned her response and she surprised him even more by thrusting up to meet him, and he took possession of her lips, kissing her. Damn, how long had it been since he last kissed her? Their wedding day?
Once the priest stated he could kiss his bride, that was the only time he had kissed her, and he hadn’t taken the time to kiss her again. He was not going to pass up another opportunity to kiss her. Her lips were a fucking dream.
Driving inside her, kissing her, and knowing it had been three months since he found his last release. Bogdan was only a fucking man. A hard man, a monstrous man, but still a man who was hungry for his wife. He didn’t have the patience tonight, so he drove his cock in deep and found his release, spilling it deep into her sweet cunt. Wave upon wave of cum flooded her pussy.
He heard her soft moan, felt her cunt tighten around him, and he loved every second of it.
Chapter Six
Anastasia giggled.
“Anyone could come in,” she said.
“No one is going to come in. If they did, they know I would kill them,” Bogdan said.
She looked at him and knew he spoke the truth. There was no doubt Bogdan would kill anyone who dared step foot in his office.
They were once again back at his nightclub. No one was around. He hadn’t let her at the dance floor this time, but brought her straight up to his office.
Ever since Saturday night, they had been having sex. It was now Monday. She had lost count of the number of orgasms he’d given her and the fun they had with one another.
“Come here,” he said.
She stepped toward him.
It was a hot Monday, and she opted for a pink floral summer dress. She hadn’t anticipated them going to work. Bogdan had insisted she didn’t need to change her clothes, although she didn’t feel she was dressed appropriately as his wife. Not like this, in a business setting. She felt like she needed to be in a pantsuit, with her hair pinned back at the base of her neck.
Anastasia straddled either side of his waist, and Bogdan put his hands on her ass, and she couldn’t help but moan as he squeezed her cheeks.
“Fuck, I love your ass.” He let her go and gave her a little smack. “You’re so fucking sexy.”
She had never been called sexy before, and from Bogdan, she would take it.
He slapped her ass again, and she let out a little gasp.
“Do you love when I do that?” he asked.
“Maybe.”
He went back to squeezing her ass and she loved the feel of him. Cupping his face, she kissed him. Over the past couple of days, there were a few things she had come to realize. The first was how much she loved kissing this man. His lips were highly addictive.
Each time he kissed her back, it was hard for her to stay focused. She had a feeling if she was ever mad at him, he would make her completely forget everything. That was how powerful his kisses felt to her. She didn’t know if she loved his lips or his hands more. They felt amazing on her body. He brought her to life the way he touched her, and it was amazing in every way. She never wanted his hands to stop touching her. Now, she knew this was crazy as those hands had caused a great deal of pain and death to many others. To her, they were heavenly.
Next, she loved listening to him talk. Actually, she loved the dirty instructions he gave her. Each dirty word he said only served to arouse her.
And finally, she loved that he was in charge. Each command felt better than the last. Like now, he’d demanded she come and straddle his waist. He’d told her he wanted to fuck her on the way over here.
Again, another thing she loved—how possessive he had gotten. He wanted her, but he also didn’t want anyone else to see her. He had told her she belonged to him, and that meant every part of her was now his. She loved that.
“You know, these panties are cute, but they are a problem.”
She let out a little gasp as he once again tore her panties right off her body. “I’m going to have no pair left at this rate.”
“Do you see me complaining?” he asked.
She rolled her eyes, but that quickly turned into a moan as he cupped her pussy, sliding a finger in deep. He pushed a second finger inside her and she couldn’t help but rock back onto his hand. How did he do that? She closed her eyes.