Her senses and body were alive for the first time and India never wanted it to end. The feel of Mikhail buried so deeply inside of her that she didn’t know where he ended and she began, caused her body to break out in goose bumps. He didn’t move, allowing her body to get used to his rather large invasion and as the slight pain slowly subsided, her core rippled around him. Mikhail felt it as his breaths became labored and he slowly retreated.
He grasped her wrists, holding them above her head while his hips slowly undulated causing her pussy to flood with warmth.
“Mmm. You like that,” he whispered against her lips. “You like the way I move inside of you.”
“There’s a spot . . . oh . . . there.” Her words were incoherent as pleasure rolled through her and then when he pressed against that spot, grinding into her, her vision blurred. She clamped her thighs tightly around Mikhail’s hips and dug her heels into his ass as her body went taut.
Pleasure like nothing she’d ever felt before rushed through her in wave upon wave of delicious heat. She gasped and shuddered and gripped so tightly to Mikhail’s dick that she was surprised that she didn’t cause him pain. Or did she?
His lips were tight straight lines and the blackness of his gaze was unreadable, and then she felt him. He swelled inside of her, which she didn’t think was possible, and then she felt him jerk before she felt the warmth of his release as it splashed deep inside of her.
Minutes later he collapsed on top of her, his face buried in the pillow at the side of her head. She stroked his back as though to soothe him, although she hesitated when she felt him shudder.
Rolling to his side, he kept her wrapped in his arms with his flesh stayed buried between her legs.
“You’re mine now,” he whispered, his arms tightening. “I can’t and won’t let you go. I hope that you’re okay with that, and if no, then tough luck princess.”
She smiled against his chest. “I’m more than okay with that.”
“Did I hurt you?”
“No.”
“Yeah, I did.”
She giggled. “No, you really didn’t. I’m fine and feel so sleepy that I could sleep for a week.”
“Then I’ll run you a bath first otherwise you’ll be sore when you wake,” he offered, placing a lingering kiss to the top of her head. “I still need time to catch my breath first. You wiped me out.”
“Hmm, is that so?” She slid her hand over his firm butt and squeezed, feeling his reaction in his cock. She grinned. “You like that, huh?” She did it again, and felt him thicken.
“Yes,” he growled, slowly sliding from her. “We can’t do that again right now. I don’t want to hurt you.”
Caressing over his hip and butt with her fingers, she asked, “Is it too soon to tell you that I love you?”
He stilled and very slowly tipped her face up to his. “Say it again.”
She traced his lips with a finger and told him, “I love you. I think I have since the moment I met you in my garden.” She softly smiled. “You reminded me of a hero out of one of my books. Tall, dark and handsome with a sexy swagger of assurance. I want to be with you, Mikhail . . . but, I’m scared. I’m scared that your father will find us and take me away from you. I’m scared that my own father will also come after us. I’m just scared of what’s going to happen to us.”
“I’m not going to let anyone take you away from me because I love you. You’re my breath of fresh air and remind me of my mother’s favorite flower, the English Rose.” He smiled and brushed her hair behind her ear. “I want so badly to wake up tomorrow and know that everything is right in our world, but unfortunately that isn’t going to happen. Our fathers need to be dealt with.”
She frowned.
Mikhail added, “You know that your father owed a huge amount of money to the casino. My father must have had something to do with his tab being raised. Probably so he could sweep in and purchase you when your father desperately needed money. It’s the only way he could have worked it in his favor. It makes sense. I’m just not sure how to keep my father away from you because he won’t let it rest. He wants you . . . and now . . . he wants me.”
Sighing heavily, she rolled to her back and felt happy when Mikhail curled around her, one arm over her stomach and his head on her chest. She searched his gaze and suggested, “Does he have any, um, not all that legal dealings? Perhaps we could drop evidence somewhere. Give him something else to think about.”
“Hmm, I wish that was all it would take, but I don’t think anything will deter him. Once he sets his sights on something or someone there is no persuading him otherwise.”
“I don’t know what else to suggest.”
“I’ll think of something. Hugh might even have an idea.” He grinned and nuzzled between her breasts. “Bath,” he groaned, “before I forget all about it and love you with my mouth.” He covered one of her nipples and massaged it between tongue and the roof of his mouth before he let the distended peak slip between his lips. “Now.”
He rolled from the bed but not before she saw his cock jutting, hard and proud, from his body, and then she got a view of his firm butt as he padded into the bathroom.
She spread out on the bed knowing that her happiness was clouded with fear. Fear that his father would find them, hurting Mikhail so that he could keep her.