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)
“Open your eyes and look at me,” he said.
She did as he instructed, although it was tempting to fight him. She had a feeling he would smack her ass for being so insolent.
“Lift your dress,” he said.
She lifted it up.
“Look what I’m doing.”
She glanced down and saw his hands working in and out of her body. She went to close her eyes, but remembered his instruction and kept them open, nibbling her lip as he began to rock his finger in and out of her.
All too soon, he pulled his fingers from inside her and lifted them up for her to see. They were glistening.
“This is how wet you are for me,” he said.
She licked her lips and watched as he took each of his fingers into his mouth and sucked them right off.
“Open your dress.”
She wore a button-down sundress.
Her hands shook as she tried to get them open. She had no idea that buttons could be such a pain in the ass. She somehow managed to get the dress open and eased it off her arms. There were still a couple of buttons done up, and it fell to her waist.
In the process of her opening her dress, Bogdan had eased his cock out of his pants. The tip was already glistening, and with his guidance, she moved over his length, then sat right on his cock, taking him in deep.
“That’s it, watch it go inside you, baby.”
She did. She took him deep inside, and then his hands went to her ass. At this angle, he felt deeper than he’d ever been.
Bogdan massaged the globes of her ass. For a second, neither of them moved. She loved how big he felt inside her, and she wanted to enjoy him.
He let go of her ass, cupped her waist, and then slid his hands up to take hold of her tits. He held them in the palm of his hands, teasing the nipples, and then he slid down toward her waist, holding her in place.
Putting her hands on his shoulders, she held on tight and started to move over his length. Bogdan told her exactly what he wanted, and she followed his instructions, riding his cock right there in his nightclub office.
Over the last three months, she had been in his office, completely bored out of her mind, listening to him conduct work. Sometimes, she would wander over to the window that overlooked the main nightclub, and she’d see all the different couples dancing their hearts out on the dance floor, knowing she was not going to get that.
Now, she was in that same office, riding his dick, and loving every second of it. Their marriage had taken a turning point, and it was one she didn’t intend to go back on.
Bogdan thrust up against her as she slammed down, and they fucked in his office, right on the sofa that had been the bane of her existence since being married to him.
This was much better than being bored. Staring into his blue eyes, she felt her orgasm start to rise, but just before she felt hers, Bogdan went over the edge, and his cock pulsed within her.
He was never to be outdone, and before she climbed off him, he began to tease her clit, and within a matter of seconds, she had joined him right over the peak into ecstasy.
****
“He was going to poison her?” Galkin asked.
Bogdan nodded. He was standing in one of the many studies Galkin owned. The man of the Bratva himself was at the window, and Bogdan looked past him to see Anastasia out on the lawn with Galkin’s wife and children.
Galkin was a family man. But he hadn’t always been that way. It had taken a lot of years and dedication for him to get where he was, and Bogdan knew if it wasn’t for him, Galkin would not get to enjoy the peace he did with his family. Bogdan stopped the vultures from circling. This was one of the many reasons he also didn’t take a city to control. He kept Galkin safe.
“That was what the numbers were. Rinaldi wanted to know the money the nightclub earned, as well as the delivery details, to see if there was a pattern. He also wanted to know the nights Anastasia frequented the club with me.”
“And knowing you, you’re not a creature of habit, so pinpointing the right time to kill her was not exactly easy.”
“He couldn’t do it in the last three months,” Bogdan said. He was pissed off that for the last three months he had a spy in his midst.
Anastasia was not in any real danger. He never kept to the same schedule. Years ago, at the command of his father, he was taught that those who kept schedules were easy to take out. Over the years, he had acquired a lot of enemies. Admittedly, a lot of his enemies were also dead, as he didn’t keep many of them alive. Some he did, just for fun.