Her Russian

Chapter 33-Vanished

The line to get into the club was ridiculously long and looked to wrap around the building but they pulled up to the curb where an attendant received them and got the door.

"Mr. Savin welcome back. Your regular table is waiting for you" said the young man as Ilia tipped him an ungodly amount.

Maxim and Erik walked ahead of them while Yuri and Roman walked behind. The looks they were receiving was not lost on Galina.

Thinking nothing of it, she gripped Ilia's hand tighter and in return she received a light caress by his thumb across her knuckles.

The VIP area was different than any other she had seen. While there was one whole area that was open on one side, the other side contained individual areas that could be bought for a substantial amount.

Ilia's area was done in black and a deep blood red, dark woods and the metal was a frosted silver instead of the traditional brass. It was elegant and sexy, just like him.

"Ilia this is just gorgeous" Galina gushed.  "Like you" he said, leaning down and kissing her cheek.

He had asked for champagne and Galina didn't see where it would hurt to have some sips.  "To you" Ilia said, clicking her glass with his.

Blushing, she said thank you, got up and walked to the glass to look over on to the dance floor.  The DJ was playing JLo On The Floor and she couldn't help moving her hips to the best.

Unaware that he was watching her, she held on to the railing with one hand while the other hand went through her hair.  She looked sexy as hell.

He watched her ass in that tight dress, her tiny waist accented by her hips, God he could watch her all night.

She suddenly turned and was facing him while she finished out the song then licking her lips, she headed back to where he sat.

He handed her the glass of champagne she'd abandoned moments before and then looking up at her he said "Dance for me."

Suddenly Rhianna's Push Up On Me started playing and Galina knew it was fate as she started moving her hips and dancing very provocatively for Ilia.

She got off on watching him watch her body.  She was turned on by her own confidence and to be honest she loved putting him in this state.

He was hot for her and she knew it.  After she finished, he pulled her between his legs, dismissed his men, leaving him and Galina alone.

"I want to take you right here, right now.  How comfortable are you with that?"  Ilia's voice was husky and low.  "I want you too" she said breathlessly.

"Turn around" he whispered.  Galina did as he asked.  Slowly turning, Galina found herself facing away from him.

She felt him sliding her dress up and then his fingers hooked into the sides of her underwear, pulling them down until they reached the floor.

Hearing the buckle on his belt protesting as he unfastened it made her voice hitch in anticipation. 

Next she heard the zipper on his dress pants, the driving her mad.  Finally was the unmistakable sound of the condom wrapper being ripped open.

"Step back, baby" he instructed.  Doing so, Galina looked down and saw her prize and lowered herself onto his hard member.