After getting sidetracked for the past hour, Mikhail finally stepped into the kitchen and found Sergei with a huge grin on his face. It widened when he spotted him.
“Why the fuck are you looking so damn happy?” Sergei appeared to want to tell him something, but he wasn’t in the mood for Sergei today and tried to pass him.
The hand on him caused a growl to build from deep within his chest, and Sergei took a step back, but continued . . . gloating. “Thought you’d want to know.” He smirked. “Daddy dearest has left India strung up for his viewing pleasure.”
The blood pounded so hard and fast through his skull that it wouldn’t surprise him if his head exploded. His fists tightened as he hissed the question, “Where. Is. My. Father?”
The grin faded from Sergei’s face and to his surprise, Dimitri stepped out of the pantry. “He’s on a business call in his office. Should be a while.”
Dimitri held his gaze and for once he saw nothing but compassion, which confused the hell outta him.
“Wouldn’t let us stay for the naked part,” Sergei added.
Seconds later his fist met Sergei’s face and the asshole dropped like a ton of bricks.
He glanced at Dimitri who shook his head. “You go and see to India. I’ve got this.”
“Why?”
The giant of a man frowned down at Sergei and ignored his question. “Just go and help her while you can,” he urged.
Mikhail dashed through the house and upstairs to India’s bedroom. He knew exactly what Sergei had been talking about and now his only wish was to get to her.
Although he knew what to expect, the sight was something to behold. Her head was thrown back with her blond hair flowing softly to her deliciously curvy bottom. The magnificent mounds of her breasts were thrust forward and it was then that he noticed her nipples hardened, and he looked up and met her gaze.
“You came,” she breathed softly. “I hoped you would.”
He swallowed back the lust that had his body so hard that he could pound nails, and moved forward.
“Stop!” she shouted, panicked so he paused mid-step. “I don’t want you to get me down. Not yet at least. I need, um, I need you to touch me. When I think about being strapped to this thing. I want it to be your touch that I remember. Only yours.”
He cursed and tried to catch his breath. “India—”
“Please Mikhail. I can see that you’re aroused. You want me.”
“But not like this,” he begged, moving closer.
“I don’t want you to love me like this . . . just touch me. Give me something else to remember.”
“What the fuck did he do to you?” He growled, closing his eyes when he realized he’d frightened her with his tone. “I’m sorry. I’m pissed that he did this to you, and at this whole fucking situation.” He dragged his hands through his hair.
“He only . . . only . . . oh God, I can’t.”
Pressing up close and personal, he cupped her face and placed a gentle kiss to her lips. “You can tell me anything. Never be afraid of that, okay?”
She inhaled and closed her eyes before her beautiful blue eyes met his. “He dropped to his knees in front of me and . . . and scented me. He smelled me like dog.”
“I want to kill him.” He dropped his forehead to hers and got the view of a lifetime. Her amazing breasts were pressed against his chest and the feel of them against his body caused lust to run straight to his already hard cock.
He shouldn’t find it arousing, but the sexy package of the woman was so open and on display for his eyes that he couldn’t control how taut his body became. She knew it too.
“Touch me,” she whispered.
“I can’t resist you.” Reaching out, his hands touched her waist and slowly caressed along her back to her shoulders before he moved them downwards, resting them on her perfectly rounded bottom. He squeezed the cheeks before he gently kissed between her breasts.
“Oh!” she mumbled. “I like that.”
“India, I’m trying not to loose control.”
“Carry on,” she breathed.
He chuckled and sucked in a breath as he caressed over the ripe mounds in front of him with his lips. His tongue snuck out and he bathed each nipple, watching as he made them into hard nubs. His head dipped further as he slowly slid down to his knees, placing a kiss into her naval before he let her eyes drift to the light covering of hair on her pussy.
He swallowed back the huge ball of desire that was threatening to explode and buried his nose between her legs. The scent of her desire hit him full force, which in turn caused his dick to jerk hard behind the zipper of his pants.
“Oh my.” She panted, gasping for breath. “I didn’t know anything could feel that good.”
She was trying to kill him.
Breathing hard, he forced himself to move his face and looked up at her, and when he did his hips strained as his cock throbbed for freedom and relief.
“Let me see you.”
He closed his eyes but that did nothing to extinguish the flames. Snapping them open, he quickly ripped into the front of his pants and pulled his dick out.
India gasped, her eyes fixated as he slid his hand back and forth. “You’re big.”
He smirked. “Yes.”
“And cocky.”
Laughing, he kissed her mound and slipped his tongue out to touch her swollen clit. When he did, the whole frame rattled as she cried out.
Forgetting about his cock for now, he gripped her ass in his big hands and held her still as he showed her what it felt like to have his mouth on her.
Her gasps, moans, and incoherent words drove his own arousal higher, causing his dick to pulse and jerk in tune with the sound of her pleasure.
“Something’s happening,” she panted. “Mikhail.”
“I’ve got you.” He spread her lips and felt his release getting ready to explode in his balls. The minute he inserted his tongue into her wet heat, she shook apart. Her arousal flooded his tongue as she continued to writhe harshly in his hold. He slipped his hand to his cock and the minute he touched myself, his release squirted everywhere, so turned on he couldn’t breathe.
It was minutes before he could move and when he did stand, India gasped as his cock bounced against her belly. He offered her a wry smile. “What can I say? I want you.”
“One day soon I want to touch you.” She met his gaze. “Everywhere.”
He swallowed and nodded, no words came to him.
She cleared her throat and asked, “Can you get me out of this thing, now please?”
“Of course.” He pulled his jeans up and quickly released the buckles, catching her before she fell.
Placing her on the bed, he dashed into the bathroom for a towel, and for a robe to cover India.
A blush rose on her cheeks as he tied the knot on the robe. He pulled her in for a quick kiss and lingered. “Don’t be embarrassed.” Another quick kiss.
Cleaning up the mess, he tossed the towel into the washing hamper, and pulled India into his arms as he leaned against the headboard of the huge canopy bed. “I need to get you out of here and soon.”
“We need to get out of here and soon. I know we only met today, but I don’t want to leave without you.”
Sighing, he kissed the top of her head. “You might have to.”
She clung tightly when the door suddenly opened, but thankfully it was Dimitri.
He walked further into the room. “I’ve been sent to get you free and to tell you to shower and dress for dinner.” He eyed me. “Don’t let your father know that you’ve been in here.”
“I’m joining everyone for dinner.” He grinned.
Dimitri growled. “You need to think this through.”
“I have . . . don’t worry. I have no intention of arriving with India tonight. But I will be there.”
Dimitri nodded and left them alone.
“I better get ready as I don’t want to anger your father.”
“I meant what I said India. I will get you out of here before he expects anything more and . . . I’ll be there at dinner.” He smacked her on the ass as he let her move away from him.
The tease stuck her tongue out just before she closed the bathroom door.
He knew this morning in the garden of fragrance that something would happen between them, but he had no idea that he would fall so suddenly and so hard.
Now, he couldn’t imagine his life without her.