Holding her in place by the hips, I slam my pelvis into her, forcing out a loud cry. I go so hard and fast, she looks like a ragdoll being shaken by an angry child. She barely has the chance to scream or grunt. I slow to give her a reprieve. The windows of the car have completely fogged up, and we’re both sweating profusely thanks to the ski apparel and our exertions. Wanting her to come, I roll my hips more tenderly and put my thumb against her clit.
“I’m gonna come,” she murmurs.
A minute later, I feel her pussy fluttering against my cock. Her body spasms atop mine. Since I didn’t ejaculate, I could come again, but I want to focus on her orgasm. I want to milk every drop.
When the shivers finally cease, she falls atop me, wincing when her nipple grazes me. Our breaths still heavy, I savor the feeling of still being joined to Casey, my cock thick inside her still pulsing pussy.
I stroke the back of her head. “Not bad for a princess.”
“I thought my thighs were going to give out,” she mutters. “And I wish I didn’t have nipples.”
I chuckle. We recline together in quiet until my cell buzzes with a text message. I hold Casey to me while I reach for my phone. It’s Andrian. He’s almost here.
Chapter nineteen
Kai
Backinthecabinbasement, I take it easy on Casey, edging her only twice before we both come in flatiron position, first in her vagina, then in her ass. After withdrawing from her, I spoon her into my arms. My gaze takes in her nakedness as she curls upon the bed. I graze the golden down at her mound and tease her clitoris. I want to make her come again, but she also looks a little spent.
“Mmm,” she purrs, her eyes still closed. “Between the snowboarding and the awesome sex, this day couldn’t get any better.”
Deciding not to cast doubt on her sentiment, I say, “Glad you feel that way. I’ve got a surprise.”
“Yeah?”
“I’ve got another friend coming.”
Opening her eyes, she frowns a little. “A female friend?”
“No. He’s an old friend whom I go way back with, to my younger days when I lived at the border of China and Russia.”
“So is the surprise a threesome?”
I don’t know. I don’t want to share Casey at the moment, but Andrian hasn’t met a pretty woman he wouldn’t fuck.
I ask Casey if she wants a drink. Her eyes go back to being closed while she answers in the affirmative.
Upstairs, I put on a pair of sweatpants. As I fill a glass with water, I hear the squeal of tires. Without looking out the window, I know the tires go to a bright blue Lamborghini.
Andrian is here.
“Zdarova!” he greets when Andy and I, holding the glass of water, step into the foyer.
Andrian stands an inch shorter, though for most of our youth he had been the taller one. He has strawberry blond hair, sunken eyes and a resting frown. Given to looking stylish, Andrian wears a button-down shirt, open at the top with a gold cross around his neck, jeans and a leather jacket. In one hand, he holds a cigarette. He almost always has a tobacco product. Behind him stands his bodyguard, Lev.
“Look sexy, my friend,” Andrian says, gesturing at my bare chest. “Hey, your guy at the door made Lev show him all his weapons like you don’t know us.”
“Tao is new and always thorough,” I explain.
Andrian turns to Lev. “The gift.”
Lev presents a box.
“A rare bottle of the best Stoli,” Andrian explains, “to toast our victory. Even though the drive here was shit with traffic, I am ready. We can call Callaghan tonight, yes?”
“Let’s discuss first so we can give Callaghan the final details in one call and minimize the amount of time he has to cook up mischief.”
I turn to give the glass of water to Andy. “Bring this down to Casey.”