Her Russian

Chapter 12-Give In To Me

Ilia had just finished cleaning himself up when Maxim leaned in and whispered something to him.  He looked at his under boss, surprise and anger written all over his face.

"What do you mean, she left?" he yelled.  Maxim shook his head.  "I don't know what happened.  Anatole said that she came out of the study, looking upset, went upstairs and when she came back down, she gave him a sob story about needing clothes and other things from Zoya's house.  He took her.  He didn't leave though.  He is there with Izaak and they are watching the house.  He said she just turned out the light and went to bed" Maxim relayed everything to Ilia.

"Mudak" Ilia cursed.  "She must have found something in Zoya's stuff that made her freak out.  I need to get over there" he told Max.  Nodding, Maxim asked him if he wanted to go by the house and change clothes.

Ilia shook his head no as they climbed into his black bullet proof Mercedes.  Pulling out a cigarette, Ilia put it to his lips and lit it.  Puffing away, his thoughts took him back to earlier in the day with Galina.

He knew what it was that she'd seen that upset her so much and now he knew what he needed to do to fix this and set her mind at ease.

He'd never thought in a million years that this day would ever come.  His father had told him, while he was being groomed for this position, that he might never have to deal with the mess that Toykin had created but then again, he might.

Taking a deep drag on his cigarette, his mind went also to the night they'd had dinner together and how he'd arranged for Aleryia to be in his study.  He actually felt like an ass, not about Aleryia but with Galina.  He would have to come clean about everything.

Pulling up outside of Zoya's house, Ilia rolled his window down to speak with Anatole.  "The next time she bats her eyelashes at you and you don't check with me first, you will find yourself seeking new employment in Siberia, ponimayu (understand)?"  The man nodded his head.  "Da, Boss."  

"Max, keep the current men that are here and do you mind staying as well?" Ilia asked his second in command.  "No Ilia.  I can stay.  Do you need anything before you go inside?" Max asked.  Ilia scoffed and said "Maybe a shield?  I don't know.  If you hear screaming and glass breaking, you might ready the car."  Max chuckled and knew he was speaking the truth.  He knew underneath Galina was a little tigress just waiting to escape.

Taking his key from his pocket, he inserted it into the lock and turned it ever so quietly.  The house was dark and not a sound could be heard anywhere from within.  He made his way slowly into the room where he knew Galina was sleeping.

Pushing the door open, he saw her small figure laying in bed, her back to the door.  There was a cup of tea on the bedside table and the Dickens book he let her borrow.  He noted a book mark and figured she'd read some before bed.

He listened to the soft breath sounds that were coming from her and he smiled at the way her hair looked laying on the pillow and her hands were folded up underneath her pillow.  She was a beautiful creature and she was his.  Whether she knew it now or not, she was.

He walked around to her side of the bed and gently placed a small strand of hair behind her ear.  Her body involuntarily shivered under his touch.  A small moan escaped her lips, making him grit his teeth.

She was so innocent, she had no idea what those little sounds and her giggling did to him.  She had been sheltered from his world and the things of the world in general and there was a lot she didn't understand or get.  He would help her with these things.

Peeling off his suit jacket, he laid it across the dresser.  He took off his socks and stuck them inside his shoes and slid those under the foot of the bed.  He then put his shirt and pants on the dresser with his jacket.

Pulling back the sheet, he moved his body in behind Galina's.  As soon as his skin touched hers, she turned and tucked herself into his chest as "Ilia" escaped her lips softly.  Draping his arm around her waist, he kissed her forehead, closed his eyes and went to sleep.

Ilia wasn't sure how long he'd been asleep and just as he was getting ready to consult the clock on his phone, he noticed there was one glowing from the dresser.  It read one a.m.  That's all?  It seemed like he'd been asleep for hours.

Galina was still curled up into his chest and the pull from his crotch was almost painful.  He was desperate for her body and touch so he thought he'd tread carefully and depending on how she responded, he would proceed.

He leaned down and kissed her shoulder.  Hmm, her skin was so soft and smelled sexy.  He could see the top portion of her breasts, as they rose and fell with each breath.  They looked magnificent and ripe for the taking.

Ilia took her hand and placed it around his waist and then he pulled her leg up and over his hip.  His erection was right up against her sex and the heat radiating off of her was blinding.

He cursed silently at the sensation he was getting from that little bit of contact.  He lowered his head to her ear and whispered "Galina, baby.  Wake up."  She stirred a bit, a small smile spreading across her mouth.

"My little kot (cat), is sleepy, no?" he said softly.  "Hmm, Ilia" she breathed.  "Yes baby it's me" he replied.  "Are you very mad at me?" she asked timidly.  A sexy chuckle escaped his chest.  "Why would I be mad, baby?" he asked.  "Because I left your house and didn't let you know" she replied.

"Galina, I'm not mad over that I was just worried.  You should have let me know.  I also understand why you left and I'm hoping you will give me the chance to explain or answer your questions about what you read.  Will you do that for me?  Please?" he asked.  "Alright, Ilia" she answered.  "I'll give you a chance."

Sighing, he said "But for now, can we please pick up where we left off yesterday morning?  Because I have not been able to get your lips out of my head all day."  She giggled shyly and hid her face in his chest but nodded in the affirmative.

"You have to actually give me your lips, dorogaya" he said playfully.  He got a gentle pinch on his waist.  He laughed out loud at how playful she was acting towards him.  

"I don't know if I want to kiss you now" she said trying to act put out.  "Oh really" he said, his finger lightly sliding down her arm.  "I-Ilia stop trying to distract me" she said, her voice shaky.  "Is it working?" he asked huskily.  Blowing out a frustrated breath, she answered with a "Yes."

Lifting her chin made it where she had to look at him and he found himself lost in her eyes.  "You're so beautiful" he breathed against her lips as he took them against his.

He could tell she was falling deeper into his kiss when she put her hand into his hair, twisting her fingers around in his long locks.  "Ilia" she moaned, their kiss becoming more primal in need.

His hands went to her tank shirt and as he started to pull it up and off, she stopped him.  "Ilia, I-I've not ever done anything like this before, with a man" she stammered.  "Do you trust me, Galina?" he asked pointedly.

"I want to" she answered honestly.  "We'll take it slow" he promised as he continued removing her shirt.  Almost immediately she moved her hands to cover herself.

"Baby, don't hide yourself from me" he begged.  "You're a beautiful woman and I want to see your body."  Closing her eyes, he watched her lower her arms slowly, revealing her round, perky breasts.  Her nipples were a beautiful pale brown and her skin surrounding them was a creamy pale.

Moving her onto her back, Ilia hovered above her, his mouth lowered, he found her nipple ripe for his mouth.  "Oh you taste so good" he moaned against her pebbled bud.  "Ilia, oh my God" Galina gasped as he tugged on her.

Ilia would spend the rest of the night playing with her, touching her and kissing her, while teaching her how to touch him and what brought him pleasure but he would not make love to her until she was absolutely ready.  He needed her to want him, baggage and all.