The blood was flowing through my veins in a way I was feeling my heart going to burst with pleasure. I squeezed my eyes and my hands kept burying his face between my legs so that he wouldn't stop kissing my raw core. His hands were holding my bare ass and kept caressing them to give me chills. He parted his lips from my skin and called me. "Tess"

My eyes abruptly opened because Shawn never called me Tess and it wasn't his voice I looked into the sheets between my legs it wasn't Shawn I screamed and at the very time that I opened my eyes, Shawn was seated on a chair, shirtless, and holding a glass of his favorite Merlot. Even after we have been married for two years, I am still awestruck by the superbly toned body that he has. Because his return hadn't been expected for this week.

I looked into my sheets and realized it was a dream but my one hand was between my legs so I immediately removed it. I got out of bed without hesitation. Excitedly, I made my way up to him and sat down on his knees. I then positioned myself in such a way that my needy core was touching his lean and hard stomach. I hugged him tight.

He smiled, placing the glass on the table beside him. "Surprise," he said softly, wrapping his arms around me.

"Why didn't you tell me about your early comeback?" I asked, my voice filled with joy.

Shawn sighed "Something urgent came."

I looked at him because he never talked in this dull tone. "What happened?"

Shawn held me by my waist and started massaging me in circles with both hands. "I have been hiding something from you for months."

I badly needed super hot sex but Shawn killed my mood by saying this and I raised my brow. "What is that?"

Please don't say you are cheating on me with some other girl. I was praying in my heart and waiting for Shawn to drop the bomb. "I have been receiving a call from the Russian Mafia. They have been demanding money which I have been giving to them."

I gasped. "Why didn't you tell the authorities about it?"

Shawn kept making circles on my waist with his strong fingers. "It's useless because Aleksander is way more powerful and lethal."

I asked. "Now what?"

Shawn shook his head. "Now, I don't know because his amount keeps getting bigger and bigger."

I cupped his face in my both hands. "Do you want to give him the demanded money this time?"

Shawn looked me in the eyes. "I never wanted to give him a single penny, Tessa but he is dangerous."

I kissed his lips briefly. "Then stop giving him your money and spend it on our security."

Shawn's face lit up. "It's actually a good idea."

I smiled and nodded. Shawn moved up his hands, held me from my ribs beneath my breasts, and pulled me close to kiss me. I didn't hesitate to open my lips and his tongue plunged down my throat. His hands moved to my fully plumped breasts.

"Ahh." A moan escaped my lips and my ass started to move up and down on his hard length. Shawn was wearing trousers so it wasn't difficult to move my hungry core on his swollen dick. Shawn was about to pull to my nighty but his damn phone started to ring.

His attention immediately turned to his phone and he recognized that bastard's number and put me aside. He picked up his call and walked out of the room. Aleksander, I wanted to kill that bastard with a machete because he ruined my morning sex with my husband.

Shawn left me alone restless, I looked at my nightstand and grunted because condom packs started teasing me as it was weeks since I had sex because Shawn is busy and now I understand because my poor husband has been dealing with a Russian bastard. And I was satisfying my urges with my hand and my pink best friend that needs new batteries now.

Shawn walked into a room when I was taking a shower, when the door of my bathroom flung open I wanted to climb on him so badly. He told me that he was going to an official lunch and after that, he had a conference with all the board of directors so I shouldn't wait for him because he'll be late. I refrained from informing him about my evening plan so I smiled and nodded.

When Shawn left I cursed the Russian bastard and resumed my shower. My hand moved down between my legs but I flicked my hands out and shrugged myself and swore tonight I'll wait and this time actual dick is going to satisfy my poor pussy. I am tired of substitutes now.

In the evening when I got ready called the driver to bring the car in front as I was coming down. When I opened the doors of the mansion my eyes landed on an army of guards wearing the same black suits and glares. I asked my driver "Why are they standing like dead bodies?"

The driver looked at them. "They are not allowed to talk to each other because their all focus should be on your security."

I looked at him. "My security? I thought Shawn needed security?"

The driver opened a door for me. "Boss doesn't want to take any risk as he said no to the most deadly mafia."

I climbed into my car and then my driver signaled the army to follow us. When we reached the venue the army of my guards came inside the ball and stood at the door. I was given by mask before entering the party. It was a masquerade party and I wanted to come with Shawn. I shook my head to push away all the emptiness and melancholy of my life. I wore the mask and joined the dance.

A strong set of hands grabbed me by the waist and for a moment I thought he was Shawn but when I looked at him I realized he was someone else. His height was the same as Shawn but his body was broad and he got black hair. He asked. "Your name is Theresa. Right?"

I nodded. "But who are you?"

His hands were ice cold and hard, with one hand he was holding my hand and with another, he was holding my waist. He looked me in the eyes. "You would know."

There was some magic in his baby blue eyes that I got lost in it and didn't ask anything further. When he spun me his hands landed on my ass and he pushed me closer. I don't know if it was my body's urges or if he was actually so mesmerized I couldn't pull myself away from him. His hands started to caress my ass and I gasped. I whispered, "What the fuck are you doing?"

He chuckled. "You want me to do it else you would have shouted rather whisper."

I leaned into him further but kept denying it. "It's nothing like that."

He spun me once again and this time he stopped me in the middle and slammed his dick into my ass. His hands moved down into the high slit of my gown. With another hand, he tucked my hair aside and started licking my earlobe. I closed my eyes and threw my head back onto his chest. His finger brushes the edges of my core. He whispered, "Gosh you are already so wet for me."

I pressed my lips, "Hmm"

He whispered. "Is it yes or no?"

I grunted. "Because of some Russian bastard my sex got delayed with my husband so don't think I am wet for you."

He asked. "So you want me to stop."

I squeezed my eyes but didn't answer. He licked my earlob and chuckled again. "Your silence is encouraging me to shove you into a wall and kiss you."

I sighed. "You can't do this because, on every door of this room, my husband allotted a guard for my security."

He turned my face to face. "Just say yes if you want to make your evening unforgettable."

I looked into his eyes and nodded. He held my hand and God knows why he touched his ear and said "Now."

The next moment number of guys and girls holding hands of each other entered the ballroom from every door and in that chaotic moment blue eyes successfully got me out of the room under the surveillance of the army of guards. While he was holding my hand I asked him. "How did you do that?"

He looked at me. "This is my hotel."

I asked. "What is your name?"

He didn't answer instead he led me to a corridor where no one could see us. His silence crept in me and I tried to withdraw my hand but his grip was hell tight. I stopped walking and then he shoved me into a locked door. He was so close to me that I could hear his heartbeat and the corridor was also dead silent. I took my mask off and looked into his eyes. "Who are you?"

He also took off his mask. "The Russian bastard." the moment he told me he swiped a card and the door opened. He pushed me inside and shut the door behind us. For some mysterious reason, I wasn't afraid of him instead I wanted him to pin me down with his muscular body. I shrugged my head and reminded myself that he is the mafia, not a knight in shining armor, It's not the time to melt your panty for a deadly mafia head.

He walked over to me and held me by my neck. "I am willing to compensate what you have been missed because of me."

I should have pushed him away but instead; I enveloped my arms around his neck and crashed my lips onto him. His hands moved to my ass, and he picked me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist. My fingers were buried in his hair, and we were exploring each other mouth until we were breathless.

We looked into each other eyes and he walked over to the bed but put me on the floor. He untied the strap of my gown and it fell on the floor. I was standing in my heels wearing a bra and panty in front of a Russian mafia head. I gasped when my dress fell down, he picked me up and placed me in bed.

I thought he was going to remove my heels, but he removed his jacket, spread my legs, and sat between them. He put my hands above my head and took a knife out of his pocket. I knew he was not going to kill me, and he was shocked to see my courage because I didn't even flinch for a moment. He complimented "Brave girl."

He cut my bra and when my breasts bounced out, I literally saw his mouth drop down and drool. I kept my hands up and said to him. "Are you just going to stare at them or..."

He cut my panty as well and now I was lying naked only wearing my heels and he was wearing his shirt and pants. I looked at him. "That's not fair."

He sat on his knees, bound my hands with my torn panty, and then unclasped his belt and shoved them down. His throbbing dick hanging raised under the hem of his shirt. He started to unbutton his shirt "Fuck it's taking too long, "and then he tore his shirt apart and all buttons fell on the floor and it felt like the background music of some romantic song.

He climbed onto me, Ahh my wish has come true he is pinning me down under him. He was holding my torso and kissed my breasts, after a few seconds he wrapped his mouth around my nipple. His hands moved down, and he swiped the head of his dick on my wet pussy. I moaned and he plunged his hard dick into me in one go and I screamed when he reached the depth of my core.

He waited for me to settle down and kept sucking my nipple and now his hand moved up to my other nipple and he was swiveling it with his finger and thumb. Pleasure emanated inside my gut and when my body started to get loosening up, he started rocking his ass against my pulsating pussy. My moans get louder and louder, and his pace also gets faster. My muscles started to get clench and I realized I was on the verge of reaching a crescendo. In my trembling voice "Keeeeepppp ddoinggg yeahhhhhh.....yeeaahhhhh........Oh my fucking God."

I reached the peak and I screamed. My body paused as I released all my pent-up frustration. He roared and I saw he threw his head back, but I could see the bulging veins of his temples. He spilled his hot Russian desire into me and then he collapsed for a few seconds.

He raised his head and withdrew his dick between my legs. Our hot streams come out of my pussy and rolled down in bed. I was about to sit up but he stopped me rushed into a bathroom and came back holding a towel. He sat between my legs, and I asked. "What are you..."

When a wet warm towel touched my skin, I flinched, and he shushed me. "I am just cleaning you, Tess."

My mind immediately traveled back to my dream in which a stranger was kissing my pussy and calling me Tess. I sat up and asked. "You have torn my bra what am I going to wear now?"

He picked up my gown and asked me to wear it. "I had no intention of letting you go, but if I keep you with me, you won't be able to sit properly because I couldn't resist the urge to fuck you as much as I want to,"

I looked at him. "So, you are letting me go because you can't resist me."

Blue eyes held me by the neck. "No, I am letting you go because I want you to come to me every time I ask."

I raised my brow. "So why don't you put my husband aside and make a deal between you and me?"

I snarled. "I don't mix pleasure with business."

I giggled. "I think you just did it."

He loosened his grip and I asked, "Deal or no deal?"

He put a knife on my neck. "You are in no position to negotiate with me."

I looked into his eyes. "Are you sure?"

He cursed and I walked out of the room. I came back home and drifted off as soon as I hit the bed. The next morning Shawn was sleeping next to me. I kissed him and rushed to take a shower. Shawn joined me and we had shower sex. For weeks I have been craving it and last night I had it with a Russian mafia head and now with my handsome husband. Days turned into weeks and weeks into months Shawn came back to his normal self as there was no fear of any mafia demands. I waited for blue eyes to call me or to approach me, but he didn't, and I was feeling like fish without water.

One evening I had enough, and I went to the hotel's club. I had vodka shots and then I started dancing with many random guys. The way club bouncers pulled guys away from me I sensed that Russian bastard must be watching me. When he didn't approach, I climbed on a bar and started stripping my clothes and then a strong set of arms pulled me down and I thought I was about to fall on the floor, but he caught me into his strong arms.

When I opened my eyes, his flared nostrils made me realize I successfully pissed him. "What the fuck was that?"

I laughed. "Russian bastard, you were planning to ignore me for the rest of my life."

He clenched his jaw. "What do you want?"

I whispered in his ear "You can't just fuck me and leave." then I licked his earlobe and he groaned.

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