Her Russian

Chapter 28-Sensual Flirtation

Ilia Savin was a man that always got what he wanted.  Whether it was businesses, money, weapons and at one time women.  Any woman he wanted, they all wanted a piece of him.

But now, he only had eyes for one woman, and she was sitting next to him, in his car.  Her perfect little body encased in that tight black dress and those heels?  She'd be leaving those on tonight.

When they made love at Galina's, it had been totally unexpected.  And when she dropped the towel and climbed on top of him?  Svyatoy ad (Holy Hell)!  He felt his cock twitching in his dress pants.

He was going to bury himself so deep in her, she'd be begging him to never leave.  He didn't understand these feelings, he only knew what it felt like not having her with him and that pissed him off.

Ilia leaned over and placed his nose into Galina's hair and inhaled.  "You have a very alluring scent, Ms. Ivanov" he murmured.  Her body hummed at his words.  "Do tell me more, Mr. Savin" her voice seductively toying with him.

"Your legs look so sexy in those heels" he continued.  "More" she whispered as he adjusted himself in his seat.

"Your body looks so fine in that tight little dress of yours" he husked.  "Hmm, yes Ilia" she knew how that affected him every time, how she said his name.

"Your breasts are out of this world and I love how my tongue feels on your nipples."  Christ he didn't know how she was dealing with this, he was about to blow inside his dress pants.

He could feel her hand creeping up his thigh and it excited the hell out of him.  "What else baby?" she purred, her hand doing evil things to his body.

"Your lips.  Moy Bog! (My God)" he said, sucking in his breath as her hand started caressing his bulge.

"You love my lips, Ilia?" she asked seductively.  He groaned.  "O, detka.  Ty ponyatiya ne imeyu (Oh baby.  You have no idea)" he said thickly.

"Vy khotite, chtoby moi guby? (Do you want my lips)" she fell into their native language.  He knew she could speak fluently but up until now, she never had and it was sexy as hell.

"Da" Ilia responded tightly.  "Da."  Galina laid her finger on the same button she had seen Ilia use to bring up the darkened partition glass, shielding them from being seen.

He watched her slide to the floor and settle between his legs, her fingers working on his belt and then his pants.  The moment she freed him from the confines of his underwear, he almost lost his load, just from her touch.

He loved this vantage point as he could watch her mouth take all of him and it was a sight to behold.  Sliding both hands through her silken hair, he needed to feel the movement of her mouth and doing that allowed him that pleasure.

"Oh baby, your mouth" he repeated several times.  She worked him over with her lips, mouth and tongue until he could tolerate no more.  "Fuck Galina!" he shouted.  "I'm going to come baby!"

The sounds of him exploding were so sexy and animalistic, it made her shudder.  When she had tasted everything he had, she sat back on her heels just staring at him, a slight smile of satisfaction on her lips.

When Ilia put himself back together, he helped Galina take her place next to him as he lowered the glass that kept them hidden.

"That was sexy as fuck" she leaned over and told him.  "What's gotten into you?" he asked, smirking at her dirty mouth.

"You later, I hope" she flirted dangerously.  "I'm just not going to waste anymore time, Ilia.  If I want you, I will make my desire known.  If I want to say something to you, I won't be afraid to voice it.  I will not be afraid to say what I feel anymore.  We aren't guaranteed anything, so I intend to live my life to the fullest and live it with you."

Ilia had so much more to say to her, but they arrived at the restaurant.  "This and other things are far from being finished, kitten.  When we get home, I will be showing you the rest of the night how much I missed you."  He kissed her forehead, cheek and then lips.

Ilia and Galina enjoyed a wonderful dinner, he danced with her, only one song but she took it and was grateful.  She knew that sometimes the emotions she brought out in him were hard for him to deal with.

They were sitting down from their dance when Ilia's phone vibrated.  "Damn it" he muttered.  Galina looked over at him, concerned about what was on his phone.  "Ilia?" she asked.

"Max just texted me that he saw Aleryia and some older man coming into the restaurant.  Come on, we're going out the back" he said, preparing to stand.

Galina put her hand on top of his.  "I don't want to leave.  I want to enjoy my date with you and I won't let her think she can put a damper on my evening.  She doesn't hold that power over me, Ilia.  I'm right where I want to be and I'm with the person that makes me happy."

He looked at her in awe.  She was an amazing woman and she was his.  He patted her hand.  "Okay, we'll stay but if she comes this way, with the intent of starting something, we will leave" he said with conviction.

He watched Galina as she nodded but he could tell by the look on her face, that she would not back down from Aleryia this time and he thought it might actually be entertaining to watch.

His little kot was a spitfire and feisty and she was not going to let anyone come between them again.  He would not let anyone come between them again.

Their food had just been delivered when the devil in a blue dress arrived.  His body stiffened at the sight of her, but Galina remained carefree and unaffected by the she-devil's appearance.

"Well, well, well" the bitch started.  Ilia and Galina both looked up at her.  "Did you two love birds fix everything?" she said mockingly.

Looking harshly at Galina, Aleryia threw her hair around and then as nastily as she could, she spit out "See I told you he wouldn't stay with you for very long.  As a matter of fact, right after he had you, he took me on his desk, with you in the house."

Ilia's fists were balled in fury at her arrogance and boldness but he said nothing only because Galina had asked him not to.

Wiping her mouth, very lady-like with her linen napkin, Galina stood to her feet, closed the distance between her and Aleryia and in a very calm manner she spoke up.

"You really are pathetic, aren't you?" she asked softly.  "You are not happy with anything in your life, so you have made it your mission to destroy what other's have and what you wish to possess.

I know what happened that night in Ilia's study.  Do you think we don't talk?  I also know that I have something that you will never have and normally I'm not one to gloat, but..." she moved closer still, leaned in and whispered...

"Not only do I have his dick, but he fucks me in his bed and I have his heart.  You never will."  Taking her purse, she leaned down and kissed Ilia full on the mouth and said "Darling, I'm ready to go home and I'm ready for you to take me to bed."

Ilia almost snorted at the look on his ex-lover's face.  Galina was something else and he could not wait to have her.

As they started to leave, Aleryia grabbed Ilia's arm.  "Savin, if you think I'm going to let you fuck me over, you are quite mistaken, my love.  The people I work for aren't very forgiving."

Ilia tore his arm away from her clutches.  His eyes darkening with anger and fury, he moved to Aleryia, grabbed her arm and dug his nails into her soft flesh causing her to hiss in pain.

"And you forget who I am, suka (bitch).  You would do well to hold your tongue and stow any threats because they do not affect me.  You on the other hand, might wake up and find that pretty little face of yours a bit worse for the wear." 

This wasn't over.  Not by a long shot.  Aleryia was past seeing red.  She wanted blood.  Her blood.  And Ilia?  Well, she just wanted him.  And she would have him.  Even if it killed her.  She.would.have.him.