Page 17 of Ruthless Rustanovs

And it was a good thing he did because when he risked a light stroke over one of those thighs, she surprised him by shivering and quickly averting her eyes. This told him she wasn’t as removed from the situation as her vapid act led him to believe.

Unable to resist one more touch, he ran his hands over her inner thighs and to his delight, she audibly caught her breath, her body tensing in a way that told him she was more than ready to receive him.

Eva thought she had taken at least a little control of the situation from Alexei, but it only took one touch from him to show her whatever control she thought she had was fragile at best. Her involuntary shiver released a corresponding wetness between her legs, and when he ran his large hands over her inner thighs she could feel her clit swell as she creamed even more.

But then he did the unexpected and stepped back from the bed. She refused to give him the satisfaction of watching him go, but out of the corner of her eye she could see him stop a few feet from the bed and slowly remove his jacket before unzipping his pants.

“I am confused, Eva,” he said, after several more moments of silence passed.

He walked back to the bed and crawled between her legs with the panther-like grace she remembered, his usual scowl deepening with contemplation. “You act like someone who is only here under duress, but let us see…”

She felt rather than saw him remove himself from his pants and settle his thick erection against her throbbing entryway. “When I put my dick here, I can feel you are already very wet.”

Eva opened her mouth to say something but he placed a finger over her lips. “No, Eva. You said this was about what I want. And I do not want you to say another word until I tell you to. You can answer my questions with a shake of the head if it is ‘no’ or a nod if it is ‘yes.’”

He moved against her, sending waves of pleasure through her womb all the way up her spine. “Are you or are you not creaming on my dick right now?”

Somehow his words only made Eva cream harder. She squirmed beneath him.

“I need a yes or no, Eva.”

She slowly shook her head from side to side, wishing like hell it were true.

“And when I do this…” He lifted up again and removed the pressure of his erection.

But only for a brief moment. Soon she felt another kind pressure at her entryway, one that parted the lips of her vagina.

“I’m watching as I feed my dick into your pussy.

Are you sure this isn’t turning you on? Even a little bit? ”

Eva couldn’t help the moan that escaped her lips or the way her pussy clenched around him, happily accepting every inch he was slowly putting into her. But somehow, she shook her head from side to side again, denying the obvious truth.

After what felt like eons, he was all the way in and Eva couldn’t believe how good it felt to have his thickness filling her up again like no other man ever had.

He closed his eyes, too. “Eva…” he whispered.

“I can feel you, so wet and tight around me. But I am not going to do this if you truly do not want me as you are claiming. If you do not want me this way, I will pull out and we will spend the next two weeks drinking Mai Tais by the pool. I will keep my end of the bargain even if we do not have sex. But if you want this, if you want me to fuck you as hard as I have been dreaming about fucking you these last two days, then you must nod yes. Right now.”

She hesitated. He was giving her an out, she realized. If she shook her head no, she could still save Drummond without serving as Alexei’s sex slave for two weeks. Problem solved, except…

She didn’t want to spend the next two weeks chastely sipping tropical drinks by the pool with this man. She wanted him right now with an urgency that bordered on insanity.

Eva nodded, even before she realized she had decided to do so. Then she opened her legs wider, letting him sink in even further before wrapping them around his waist.

She gasped when he lifted her up to his chest, drew almost all the way out of her, then drove himself into her warm, wet center and lost control. He grunted out her name with every thrust, “Eva… Eva…. Eva…”

He held her so close that his chest rubbed against her sensitive nipples and the top of his shaft brushed against her clit with every stroke.

She heard someone’s soft cries of pleasure in the distance, and realized they were hers.

The sensations became so overwhelming she couldn’t do anything but hold on to him, keening helplessly against his chest as he entered her repeatedly until her entire world exploded.

She went rigid as the orgasm pulsed through her, coursing through her entire body and seemingly into Alexei’s, because he let out a rough groan, crushing her to his chest for one long moment before she felt him spill inside her, hot streams of semen coursing into her before her own orgasm finally let her out of its death grip.

She didn’t know how long she clung to him with her legs wrapped around his waist. Minutes, maybe hours went by with nothing but the sound of them both breathing hard. But then the eternity was interrupted by the sound of her stomach growling.

Eva had been too nervous to eat breakfast so she hadn’t had anything since dinner the night before. And her body, now completely sated with sex, had decided to alert her to its other needs. She looked up at him, face full of chagrin.

He lifted an eyebrow. “Yes or no,” he said. “You would like something to eat?”

She covered her eyes with one hand and gave a very embarrassed nod, yes.