I want my freedom more than anything, but where will that leave me? Oleg won’t stop hunting us. My dad and I will have to leave our whole life behind and live on the run, always looking over our shoulders. It’s not truly a life.
I look up at Andrei, his handsome face almost blinding in the early summer light. I can’t believe what I’m about to say.
“I’ll see this mission through with you. I’ll try my best, I will. If I'm successful, I want freedom for me and my father. And when you destroy Oleg Antonov, I want to dance on his grave.”
His jaw flexes, a momentary shadow crossing in front of his face before he nods once. “I promise you, but Georgia,” he reaches out, his hands blazing a trail from my neck down to my waist, where he grabs me and pulls me against him. “Enough games. While you’re here, you are all mine. I own every inch of you.”
A shiver coasts down my spine. I can’t fucking resist this man any longer, so I’m just gonna have to stop trying.
* * *
ANDREI
She crashes her lips against mine, her tongue sliding into my mouth. I guess that means she’s onboard.
Thank fuck.
I almost have to laugh at the situation. That sly little devil. Turning a gun on me. I’m fucking furious—not with her, but with myself. I underestimated this crafty creature, and she proved me wrong. Georgia has more fire and cunning in one little bone than half of my men. And that realization makes me so fucking hard for her.
I’ve tried the other way—resisting her, avoiding her, staying away—and it’s futile. Change of plan.
Maneuvering her away from the boulder, I push her up against the closest tree I can find. I breathe her in slowly, taking my time with her. My attention snags on the area between her ear and her neck. Such a perfect place, soft and warm, and she smells like peaches. I nip at her, my cock hard as granite in my pants, desperate to be inside of her, to feel her hot pussy squeezing me tight.
“What’s it gonna be?” I purr into her ear. “Does this gorgeous body belong to me?”
She moans in response, but that’s not enough. I want to hear her say it. Delivering a hard smack between her legs, I press her again. “Say it.”
“Yes.” Her voice is throaty and smooth, like syrup. “I belong to you, Andrei.”
That’s my girl. I don’t give her time to say more. Ripping off her thong, Georgia stares at me, cheeks flushed from her recent orgasm and the knowledge of what I’m going to do next.
My hand slides down her belly, landing on her neatly trimmed pussy. I rub my fingers between her folds, seeking her swollen clit, massaging the sensitive bundle of nerves before plunging two fingers deep into her cunt. I groan at the heavy slickness that meets my digits.
“Look how wet you are for me, baby. Does this mean you’re ready for my cock?”
Her answer is a strangled sound of pleasure, and I take that as my cue to fuck her hard. I push down my pants and free my cock, but I’m no match for Georgia. Her delicate fingers wrap around my length, squeezing my already dripping dick.
Desire bubbles inside of me, spinning around like a tornado, as I grind my cock against the length of her slit. She throws an arm around my neck, while her other hand guides my cock into her hot, wet opening. Wrapping her legs around my waist, I slide deep inside of her, bottoming out on the first thrust. She’s incredibly tight, but I don’t have it in me to be gentle. I need her hard and fast, and judging by the way her arms clamp around my neck, and her sweat-soaked body grinds against mine, she is as desperate as I am.
Her hot pussy clenches around my cock. Squeezing me. Destroying me. I did not know Georgia could let go like this. A new woman has been unleashed; wanton and crazed.Free.
I bounce her hard on my length, and she grunts, taking every thrust, her eyes rolling up to the back of her head. She gives me everything she has and as she gets close to the edge; she grinds into me like her life depends on it.
It’s the most intense fuck of my life, and I never want it to end. I press her back up against the tree and rail her, desperate to give her the same heady pleasure that’s ripping me up inside. She clutches the back of my neck, her nails digging into my skin as she pants against my ear that she’s going to come.
“Come all over my dick, baby,” I coax her.
When she quivers around me, I lick her neck and then bring my mouth down to suck and nip at her breasts.
“Fuck… ” She releases a long, desperate moan before letting go. Every hard stroke of my dick inside of her draws her climax out. She’s no longer in control. Her legs shake as she closes her eyes and submits to the pleasure surging through her body.
I am going to explode soon, but I want to mark her with my cum. Make her mine. When I’ve wrung every morsel of pleasure from her body, I pull out and force her to her knees on the soft grass. Before I can jack myself off all over her face, she eases forward, swiping her tongue along my tip. It’s such an erotic and unexpected vision, my dick swells in my hand, pulsing with need.
“Allow me,” Georgia says, before opening up and swallowing my cock until it hits the back of her throat.
Jesus, I didn’t see that coming.
“My dirty little girl,” I praise her. “You like my cock in your mouth?”