Her Russian

Chapter 16-Say My Name

Ilia sat thoughtfully looking out the car window, his thoughts and eyes going to the beautiful woman at his side. He was grateful to be bringing her back home.

"I have an event to attend tonight. It's black tie and I would like for you to be on my arm" Ilia told Galina. She adored his phrasing on some things.

Galina wrinkled her brow for a moment then said "I think I have the perfect dress." He squeezed her hand as his gaze went back out the window.

He was dreading his upcoming discussion with her, but he owed her that much.  She had every right to have her questions answered.

"Maxim will take your bags to our room and then I want to eat" he told her, then leaning in, he whispered "And then, I want to take you to bed."

His words made her shiver as she stared deep into steel gray eyes.  "That sounds like something I would like very much" she whispered.

Ilia couldn't wait that long to feel her lips, so he brought his lips to hers.  "Let me in" he demanded.  Galina grabbed a handful of his hair and parted her lips willingly for him.

"Ah Ilia" Galina said against his lips.  "Say my name again" he demanded.  Galina adjusted herself in the seat and put her other hand in his hair.

Returning his kiss with passion, she said quietly "Ilia."  Groaning loudly, Ilia pulled back and studied her red, swollen lips.

"God, what are you doing to me?" he asked.  "Seducing you, I hope" she returned boldly.  "Fuck" he cursed.  "Your ass, upstairs.  You will scream my name" he promised.

Ilia was more than good to his word.  He took her against the door of his closet, the dresser, the chair and finally his bed. 

She screamed his name, moaned his name and shouted his name, he left her breathless and laying on her stomach.

"Good Lord, Ilia" Galina panted.  He rolled on to his side and trailed his finger down her back.  "Da?" he said smoothly, smirking at her.

"Go ahead and take your shower" he said getting up while Galina lay there drinking in his gloriously nude body.  She moaned quietly watching his rock hard ass walk away.

Galina just laid there for a moment, throwing off the sheets, she raised her left knee and watched it rock back and forth.

"What's going on inside that beautiful mind of yours?" Ilia asked from the bathroom doorway.  Galina didn't know what had gotten into her but she perched up on her elbows so she could see him better.

She put out her finger motioning him to come to her.  With darkened and hooded eyes, he stalks towards her with purpose.

"Ms. Ivanov you are playing with fire" his words full of delicious sounding threats.  Hovering above her gave Galina the chance to study Ilia...again.

She never tired of looking at him.  Feeling his breath on her neck turned her on fiercely as she experienced his lips on her skin next.

"Ilia, please" she begged.  "Please what, dorogaya?" Ilia asked.  "I want you" she panted.  "I need you" she corrected herself.

He took a condom from the bedside table, tore the wrapper and rolled it onto his length.  Once Ilia was sheathed, he got between Galina's legs, grabbed a handful of her hair and attacked her neck.

"I'm going to fuck you baby. You will walk around this evening, knowing I was between your gorgeous legs" he finished by slamming into her sex.

Galina loved how Ilia felt inside her, how he filled her, the way he made her body respond to his. No one had ever made her feel like he did.

He made her feel beautiful, desired and wanted. He was so right about making her sore. When they finally finished sexing each other up, he left her to shower and ready herself for the gala.

Ilia surprised her with a dazzling dress. The right shoulder was bare while the rest of the dress consisted of a champagne colored part covered in black lace.

Heavy beading on the bodice, sleeve and body of the dress made it perfect for the event. He included what looked like five or six inch black lace heels.

When Galina removed the dress from the box, there was a smaller black box and when she opened it, there was a brilliant diamond choker.

You will make me the happiest man in the world to see this around your beautiful neck. Ilia

Taking the jewelry from the box, Galina fastened it around her neck, it looked amazing. 

She put magnificent curls in her hair, dark smoky eyes ringed in dark kohl eyeliner, a little blush, mascara and nude lip gloss.  Galina couldn't believe how she looked.

Grabbing her heels and black clutch, she headed downstairs to meet up with Ilia.

Reaching the bottom of the stairs, she put her heels on and went to look for him when Maxim found her first.

"Galina" he said, looking over her small frame.  "You are truly beautiful" he told her, making her blush.  "Spasibo" she replied.

"Ilia's in his study.  You may go in" he said, smiling slightly.  Nodding she walked towards his study and raised her hand, knocking softly.

"Come in" his heavily accented voice rang out.  Pushing on the door, Galina glided through but stopped dead in her tracks.

There stood Ilia Savin, his  sexy locks resting on the shoulders of his expensive Armani tux.  The jacket and pants were fitted, showing off his muscled physique.

He had a lit cigarette in one hand and a glass of vodka in the other.  Jesus, there should be a law against someone looking that handsome.

Looking up from his desk, Ilia inhaled loudly at the sight of his date.  "God, Galina.  There has never been anyone as alluring and bewitching as you."  His words made her feel invincible.

"Ilia, I will be the envy of every woman tonight.  You are breathtaking" she breathed and blushed at the same time, realizing how naive she sounded.

"Shall we?" he asked, holding out his arm.  Galina accepted it gratefully as they walked out of his study and to the back door.  Tonight would be interesting.