Her Russian

Chapter 31-The Ugly Truth

Galina rolled over into his body, thrilled to find that he was still in bed with her.  They'd used each other's bodies for hours last night.  In between the fucking, he made love to her three times, both losing count at how many times total.

Holding her body up by resting on her elbow, Galina stared at her handsome boyfriend and lover.  She decided right then and there, to make it her mission, that he would see what she saw in him.

She hadn't really seen him 'in action' as the Boss and she knew in her heart the reason for that being, he was afraid to lose her if she saw the real him.  She had to stay those notions in his head before they took root and got embedded in his mind.

Not being able to hold back anymore, Galina lowered her mouth to his, and just barely touching them sent shivers through her body.  Slowly she lifted her head to find his steel gray eyes sparkling at her.

"Dobroye utro, Lyubov' moya (Good morning, my love)" his voice rang out, husky from sleep.  "Good morning" she whispered back, her hand stroking his cheek.

"Did you sleep well?" she asked.  Taking her hand and bringing it to his lips, he kissed the soft part of her palm.  "Hmm, very well" his voice so sexy.  "I seem to remember this wanton creature in my bed that could not seem to be satisfied and kept wanting more of me."  He smirked at her.

Galina playfully rolled her eyes and said "Well you shouldn't be so damn sexy."  He scoffed as he rolled over on top of her, his morning erection there to say good morning as well.

"Who is it that can't get enough of whom?" she said playfully.  Rolling his hips into her core, his lips found her neck, her tender flesh begging for attention.  "Oh Ilia" she moaned as she felt him slip into her.

"Ilia" she panted.  "Condom" was the only thing she said but he kept pumping into her and she soon forgot about it as well.  "Oh God, Ilia!" her body about to break.  "Tell me, Galina.  Tell me baby" he urged, their bodies becoming one.

"Yes, yes, yes!" she screamed as her body came undone. As soon as Ilia knew she'd climaxed, he pulled out of her, his hand wrapped tightly around his dick as he came all over the inside of her thighs.

"Fuck baby" Ilia panted.  Galina's eyes were still closed, her hand clasped to her chest as she tried to get her breathing under control.

Ilia went to the bathroom to get a wash cloth to clean up Galina's thighs and then himself.  Sitting back down on the bed, and facing her, he started talking.

"Galina we've had such an incredible time together" Ilia started out saying.  "But there are things that need our attention and that we need to talk about.

Some of it's going to be difficult to hear but it needs to be dealt with.  This concerns your future and you should have a say in it."

He watched for everything he just told her to sink in and couldn't help but notice how unsure she seemed.

All of her self confidence from last night appeared to be gone and in its place was a scared little girl.

"Is this going to affect us, Ilia?"  Her voice sounding unsure.  Laying down next to her, he pulled her on top of his naked form.

"No, baby.  You're stuck with me" he smirked.  She playfully smacked his chest, huffing at him.  Even after that, he could see the relief rolling off her as she laid her head on his chest.

"Just hold me a little longer, please?" she asked softly.  She could feel his strong, wonderful arms come around her, giving her the comfort she was seeking.