Her Russian

Chapter 30-You Make Me Want More

Even while Ilia was giving instructions to his men, discussing things with Maxim and talking over other things with Roman, his mind was stuck on the beautiful girl waiting in his room.

He kept hearing everything she had told him and while his heart soared at her words, his heart hurt as well, only because he wanted to love her back, she deserved to be loved back but he kept struggling with if he could.

Ilia had done a great job, since he was eighteen, to become emotionally unavailable and he'd been able to achieve it until she walked into his life and now for the first time, ever, he found he didn't want to be unavailable to her.

He wanted to be open and honest like she had been.  He loved the fact that she was affording him with time to be able to come to these things in his own time.  

That was something else he treasured about her.  She didn't push, she didn't nag and he knew she was going to be great by his side.

He couldn't wait to feel her beneath him in bed.  Beneath him, on top of him, on her knees for him.  There was a throbbing in his loins and he knew the only way to rid himself of it was to pound her.  First.  And when they were done fucking, he was going to make love to her.

If he couldn't verbalize it yet, he would show her with his body.  She was pulling all the carefully constructed walls and bricks down, every time she looked at him, every time she touched him, every time she kissed him, she tore something else down and it made him seem more...human.

Finally.  Everything was taken care of and he could now concentrate on the little wild cat that was waiting for him in his room.  In their room.  There was no more his.  Going forward it was theirs.  That's how he wanted it.  That's how he needed it.

Stubbing out his cigarette and loosening his tie, Ilia started making his way up the stairs when he heard soft music coming from their room.  Pushing the door open, he saw candles everywhere.

He'd never had a woman do anything like this for him before.  He was kind of at a loss for words as he walked further into the room.

Sitting down on the bed, he started to loosen his tie, when he heard the bathroom door open and Galina stepped out.

He could hear the breath escaping his body at the sight of her.  She was wearing her heels, thigh high stockings, a new pair of black lacy panties and matching bra.

Even though she was a little thing, her legs in those heels plus her confidence made her look like a lioness stalking her prey as she undulated towards him.

Her body seemed to move in time with the soft beats of the music and he watched with excitement as she pulled her panties down and walked to where he was sitting.

With every bit of grace, she stepped from the garment, leaving it laying right where she had just stood.  Next her hand slipped behind her, and with one move of her finger and thumb, her bra was unhooked and it to was left laying alone on the carpeted floor.

Loving every delectable, sexy inch of her body, he took his time letting his eyes rake over her form.  The smell of her arousal mixed with the light fragrance of her perfume sent his body into a tailspin.  He wanted her.  Now.

Ilia watched as his hands went to her legs, touching the satiny material of her stockings along with the softness of her thighs was calming and erotic at the same time.

Sighing, he laid his head against her stomach, as he continued touching her flesh, caressing her and enjoying how she felt.

"Ilia, baby" she whispered softly as her hands found their way into his hair.  Despite the fact that this was not really an intimate touch, she made it one for him.

He let his hands drift around the backside of her so he could feel her glorious ass in his hands.  Nothing in the way to stop his roaming hands as they worshiped her body.

Reaching down he slipped off his dress shoes and then socks.  Once those were out of the way, he stood up.  With their eyes locked on one another, he took off his jacket, letting it lay on the floor.

Galina reached for his belt and getting it undone for him, she dropped her hands so he could continue to undress.

Listening to the sound of the change in her breathing, Ilia knew she was being affected by him the same way she was affecting him and he loved it.  The thrill of anticipation was unlike any other sensation.

Standing before her naked, he grabbed a condom and sheathed his heat.  Then he stepped closer to her, cupped her behind and said "Wrap your legs around me baby."  She did right away and he crawled into the middle of the bed, their bodies as one, laying her down.

Ilia took his time, cherishing her, kissing her, telling her things he'd never told another.  He didn't know if she realized or not, but before her, he never spoke with the women he bedded.  

Only to tell them to get on their knees or suck harder, never an intimate or romantic exchange like he has with Galina.  In a way, he liked that she was his first in that area.

After making one pass over her entire body with his mouth, he made his way back up to her neck and while teasing her once more with his kisses, he whispered "Tell me again.  Please."

"I love you, Ilia.  You are mine and I am yours.  I don't want anyone else.  You are all I want" she cried as his mouth seared the flesh around her nipples, taking his time between the two.

"Oh baby" he groaned as he moved closer to her sex but then he pulled away.  Taking her ankles, he pulled her all the way to the edge of the bed, got down on his knees and threw her legs onto his shoulders.

He buried his mouth into her sex, licking, sucking and kissing the tender surrounding flesh of her womanhood.  He loved her arched back and how she fisted the comforter in her clinched hands.

Her arousal was intoxicating, he couldn't get enough as he lapped up the evidence of her excitement.  And now?  He wanted her to break apart, to come undone.

"Come for me, Galina" his voice husky and sexy.  That's all it took before she was grabbing at his hair, screaming out his name and writhing on the bed beneath him.

"Put your arms around my neck" he commanded and as soon as she did, he positioned himself inside her, filling her with his rod of flesh, he carried them to the love seat against the wall in his room.

After getting seated, he looked at her and said "I want you to fuck me."  As soon as the words left his mouth, Galina started to move her body.  

Frenzied was the word that came to mind as he watched her body bounce up and down on his dick.  Her beautiful breasts bouncing and looking very sexy with each movement of her body.

"Oh Ilia" she cried.  "Goddamn it" she cried again, her nails digging into his shoulders.  He loved the feeling of that pain, the pain of her ecstasy as she used her body against him.

"Come on baby" he urged.  "I'm so close.  I know you are too.  I can feel your pussy clinching around me."

"Fuck!" she screamed as her orgasm wrecked her body.  Ilia came soon after.  "God Almighty!" he roared as his member thickened with his release.

Getting up from the sofa, their bodies still connected intimately, Ilia made his way to their bed, pulled the sheets back and laid her down.  Kissing her cheek, he said he'd be right back and went into the bathroom.

After disposing of the condom and splashing some water on his face, he padded back to bed and crawled in next to Galina.  "Put your arms around me baby" she whispered as she rolled to her side.

Granting her wish, he held her tightly as they drifted off into a very deep and peaceful sleep, one that came because they finally had each other back, where they belonged.  In each other's arms.