Nanny for the Russian Mafia (A Man Who Knows What He Wants Book 102)

by Flora Ferrari

  “Beautiful.”

  I feel the corners of her mouth move up as she smiles into my kiss.

  “There’s something I have to tell you.”

  “It will have to wait,” I tease. “Because no matter what you say right now I’m not going to hear it, not going to remember it, because I’m only focused on you…and making you mine.”

  “That’s what this is about.”

  “This? What this?”

  “Being yours. I…I…just want you to know when you say I’m yours it means even more than you know.”

  “It means everything, and I know this.”

  “I mean not just now, but always.”

  “Everything about what we have is forever, precious. Everything.”

  “Not just into the future, but looking backward too.”

  I pull my face from hers and stare deep into her eyes. I think I know what she means, but it’s cryptic…and I want to hear her say it.

  “Yes. I’ve…never…you’ll be my first.”

  My fingers tighten on her body and my muscles contract to the point I have to be careful I’m not squeezing her too hard.

  I release her for a quick second, closing my eyes and lowering my head as I inhale deeply. As I breathe out my head snaps back and my arms shoot to the sky.

  She jerks back just a bit at my animalistic display, but I have no control over it. It just took over.

  “Mine. Always and forever.”

  She nods and I move right back in and pull her body into mine, kissing her swan like neck and listening as she breathes out hard, trying to hold on before she’s lost in ecstasy.

  “This is everything, you’re everything.”

  “Alexei,” she moans, just before I scoop her up and carry her back into the master. I stop, turning around and move back to the kitchen.

  Balancing her in one hand I use the other to move the fondue pot to one of the cold burners and I turn off the one that was cooking.

  “Dinner can wait, huh?”

  “Dinner’s right on time,” I say, carrying her back toward the bedroom.

  “What do you mean?”

  “What I mean is, it’s time to devour every single inch…of you.”

  CHAPTER 14

  Crystal

  Alexei kicks the bedroom door shut with his foot then he walks across the room and tosses me on the bed.

  I bounce, keeping my eyes on him as I make quick work of my dress as he races to remove his dinner outfit just as quickly.

  Everything is happening so fast, in such a primal way, but I want him to know that I’ve thought this through and I want this.

  “I’m ready, Alexei. I want you. I want this,” I say, as I slide the dress up and over my head.

  He growls like a wild beast as he steps out of his trousers and for the first time I can really see just how big and hard his steel rod is.

  He looks at me like he’s possessed, his eyes raking across my body as I unhook my bra.

  “Crystal,” he moans. “Mine.”

  I open my mouth to return his words, to call out his name, but nothing comes out. Good, because I don’t trust my own voice right about now.

  When my breasts spring free he springs from the floor onto the bed, one hand sliding through my hair as his other hand slides his boxers down mid thigh and off his body.

  I feel the underside of his shaft against me, his dick is so hard it’s parallel to his torso.

  I slide out of my drenched panties and throw them aside, surprised they don’t stick to the wall when they hit it.

  “All the things I’m going to do to you. But first…”

  He grabs my hips and slides me up towards the head of the bed as he kisses his way down my body and across the inside of my thighs, which are already shaking.

  “Not yet. Don’t you dare. Not until I say so. Not until I’ve had a chance to taste this virgin pussy…my virgin pussy.”

  Oh. My. God.

  I grab the sheets, balling them up into fists but the moment he kisses just next to my folds I can’t help but grab a hold of his short hair and push his face straight into my cunt.

  Any ability to wait…to display an ounce of civility…it’s all gone as I grind his head in a circle in my sex as his tongue wipes my womanhood clean.

  I leave one hand on his head and the other finds his rock, hard, circular shoulder muscle. My fingernails can’t help but dig in as I continue to force his face into my pussy.

  His moans send vibrations throughout my body as he laps at my loins, before I feel his tongue dive deep inside me and my head flies back onto the padded headboard.

  Even though it’s padded it should hurt, but all I feel is pleasure as he takes my nub in his mouth and rolls it around, sucking on it and blowing on it before releasing it and then licking straight up my middle before licking my clit with the tip of his tongue before rolling it around in his mouth like a maraschino cherry…and is my stomach ever in knots right now.

  My breathing is frantic, my body uncontrollable as I writhe and squirm to the movements of his mouth and tongue as he tastes me.

  “Don’t stop,” I call out, thankful that he told me even this place is bulletproof and soundproof. I don’t have to worry about anyone hearing us.

  He keeps his head in my lap but his hand comes up and gently caresses my throat. I lean into it, feeling the slight restriction of air only heightening my first experience.

  I slide a hand down and run it along his back, feeling his muscles fully clenched, fully firing as if he’s performing an athletic feet.

  His hand tightens slightly more around my neck and just before I start to see stars I lean back and inhale a big gulp of fresh mountain air, and a surge of oxygenated blood shoots through my veins.

  His head comes off me, despite my attempts to keep him there. His neck is stronger than my entire arm, but I don’t care.

  Because I get to see him look at me, stare me down like the alpha wolf on Animal Planet after a kill when he eats and none of the other animals eat until he’s finished…if he even allows that.

  And with Alexei I know he’s my one and only. He’s my first, and he’ll be the only man to taste me and I can’t wait to taste him in kind.

  He looks like a savage, a brute, and a wild man who’s addicted to the taste of my flesh.

  “Fuck the fresh mountain streams. I want to watch you come, watch you squirt like a fucking geyser and bottle it up so I can sip it all day like the world’s most powerful espresso…my shot of energy…my fountain of youth. My pussy.”

  My nostrils flare and I try and breathe in fast enough to get oxygen to my brain to process all his dirty talk, but I can barely keep up.

  His hand comes off my neck and slides down in-between my breasts, wiping the dewy mist in-between the valley between my breasts before taking it to his face and sticking his fingers in his mouth, licking it like the sauce that's dripped from a juicy burger.

  And he never breaks eye contact.

  When he pulls his hand from his mouth he growls something fierce and dives right back into my cunt, teasing my nub.

  “Come for me,” he demands. I don’t hear his words though, I feel them.

  Both my hands find his head again before my arms start to spasm. Seconds later my stomach tightens and the inside of my thighs rumble just before my leg kicks like it’s been hooked to a thousand watts of electricity and that geyser he wanted so bad erupts…right into his mouth.

  “Ummm,” he grumbles. “Um!” as he sucks up every last drop.

  My heart feels like it’s going to explode as my pussy does that. I feel like my pussy is just dangling in the wind, completely opened up like a flower for him as he cleans me, wipes me bone dry with his tongue.

  “As much as I want you to know how you taste, I can’t…because I’m not sharing this with anyone, not even you. This is mine. You’re mine. And now I’m going to show you just what it means to be mine.”

  I feel another small aftershock as he slides up my body an
d onto his knees, lining the crown of his cock up with my spit polished hole.

  He leans in, his lips crashing into mine as he whispers into my mouth. “Do you know how crazy you make me?”

  “As much of a lunatic as you make me?”

  “You’re damn right. You’re. Damn. Right.”

  “Take me, Alexei. Claim me. Make me yours. Fuck my wet pussy.”

  “Nobody. Ever. Tells. Alexei. Hrechka. What. To. Do….until you.” And with that I feel his cock slide inside me in one swoop, filling me with more than I can take.

  My whole world goes black for a moment before a flash of light has my mind shooting right back.

  “Are you okay? Tell me I didn’t hurt you. You know I’d never mean to, it’s just—“

  I grab his face and pull him into a kiss.

  “It’s perfect. You’re perfect. Now take me how I know you want to…which is exactly how I want too. With reckless abandon and without an ounce of control.”

  Every nerve ending inside me sends messages straight to my brain as he oh so slowly backs his dick out of me until just the tip is still inside.

  I watch as his eyes close and he breathes in deep, the snow capped mountain off in the distance providing the freshest of oxygen rich air to our room from the tiny crack he’s made in the window.

  But I don’t focus on the fresh scent of the air. I focus on the one scent that even though I never knew what it was until now, it’s completely ingrained in my human DNA and absolutely recognizable.

  Sex. Pure. Raw. Heat.

  He slowly slides back inside me, filling me once again and removing that painful void he created, that vacuum, that was there when his dick was buried to the hilt inside me.

  His hips begin moving faster and before I even realize what’s happening he’s balls deep inside me, my body flailing like a rag doll.

  “You did this to me. You turned me into this,” he says, his hands on my hips as I’m tossing and turning every which way like I’m lost on the ocean floor, waves rolling in over the top of me.

  He’s so much bigger, stronger, and more powerful. But this is next level. This is a crazed Russian mafia man unleashed…on me.

  And I’m loving every second of it.

  “Fuck yeah, woman. Fuck yeah, beautiful. Mine. My, Crystal. My…everything.”

  He buries his dick so deep I can’t breathe as his body stills.

  He pulls out and slides in again, and then one more time just before he leans all the way in, his big strong arms wrapping around my body as he pulls the two us so tight we’re one.

  “Open your eyes!” he commands. “Look what you do to me!”

  Just as my eyes shoot open I see a man I don’t even recognize, I feel a power I didn’t even know I had in me as he completely loses control in every way.

  His dick jerks violently as he fills me with his seed, sending me right into an orgasm of my own.

  I try to stay focused on those dark eyes of his, but they’re rolling back in his head and for a second all I see is white.

  But they quickly return although from the look of him his mind is completely lost.

  I did this. I did this to him, this mighty man who’s apparently one of the most powerful in Russia, if not the world.

  And he did this to me…turned on the typhoon inside me as I continue to come so hard I feel like I can’t stop.

  My body shakes and clenches as I take his aftershocks, milking his cock for every last hot, creamy rope he’s got until there is no more…for now.

  He collapses on top of me, his chest pounding into mine as his lungs search for air.

  I can’t breathe either and just before I feel like I’m going to pass out he rolls to the side, allowing my chest to expand and search for oxygen just as he is.

  And with that, we just lie there. He’s still got his arms around me and for the first time in my life I feel truly safe…and loved.

  This man has claimed me in every way and equally as important I’ve claimed him.

  Relationships are a two-way street and he’s as powerful a man as they come, without being the ruler of a nation. But did he ever rule over my body, and me his, as we reached the summit together, peaking at just the same moment.

  And that’s perfection. And just one of the ways we’re a match.

  “Remind me who your first, and only is,” he says softly.

  “You,” immediately rolls off my lips.

  “And you’re mine.”

  What? “Are you—“

  “Serious. Yes. I’d never give myself to someone who wasn’t my equal, my perfect match, the woman I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. I waited all this time and the best part of it all? It was worth every second.”

  “Yes it was.”

  “Now…let’s make up for lost time.”

  “Both of us.”

  “Together.”

  CHAPTER 15

  Crystal

  Alexei has given me so much confidence that I’ve damn near lost my mind.

  And I love it.

  I playfully shove him and then crawl on top of him. “Don’t move,” I command.

  He shoots me a playful smirk. “That’s my woman right there ladies and gentleman.”

  I keep my eyes on him and move over to where he put our bag with the ski boots he bought us all for tomorrow.

  My eyes move from his to his still hard cock and back as I slowly pull the laces from his boots and then mine, before moving back towards him.

  “What do you have planned there, missy?”

  “You’ll find out soon enough, mister.”

  I grab his big wrist even though it’s almost laughable that I could really do anything with him that he doesn’t allow. He’s a good sport though and plays along.

  I move his hand back, and luckily there’s a gap between the bedpost and the padded headboard, allowing me to tie up his wrist to the post.

  “Is this what you call a…power play?”

  “Oh, we’re going to play all right. All night long.” Damn, every part of me is pulsing in anticipation as I tie up his other wrist. “Just how much do you trust me?”

  “Completely.” There’s no hesitation in his voice and not an ounce of wavering.

  “Good, because that’s what I need right now…and always. Complete trust.”

  “It’s what we both need, and what you will always get from me. You have my word.”

  “And mine. And speaking of words, I may not have experience but I love to read and I read a lot. And you know what that gives me?”

  “Ideas?”

  “Lots of them,” I say, as I tie up his other wrist.

  “I guess it’s true then.”

  “What?”

  “Women are the new men.”

  “Not the new men, honey. Women are the new women…and we take what we want just like the boys have been doing all these years.”

  I slide my body down his, admiring how his dick is still hard as a rock for me. How in the world did he just unload inside of me but not lose his erection?

  I don’t know, but I’m not complaining either. As a matter of fact I don’t have anything to say, because I can’t talk the second I slide my lips around his big cock and move down his shaft, taking as much of him as I can in my mouth. It’s barely a third of his massive length, at best, but it’s a start.

  I grip the base of his shaft, stacking my hands as I start bobbing up and down on his dick.

  I don’t smoke, chew on pens, or even chew gum for that matter, but damn…maybe I’ve got an oral fixation I never knew about.

  I continue taking him, listening to him moan and writhe on the bed, just as I was doing seconds ago.

  But this time I’m in control, and what gives him pleasure sure as hell gives me pleasure too.

  I’m a small town girl who grew up with dreams of trucks and tiaras, but when it comes time to play with the boys I can take their trucks right out from under their nose…and take all they have to give too.

  With
my crown securely fastened to the top of my head while I’m at it.

  This man has made it clear I’m his princess, his queen, but right now I’m treating him like he’s my slave…my sex slave that is.