Mafia Boss's Fearless Lover (The Karzhov Crime Family series Book 1) by Leslie North Read Free Book Online

past had confessed to being alarmed at his size.
    Not wanting to see anything resembling fear in her eyes this night, he stepped towards the whirlpool, entering the warm water and sinking to the hidden seats before holding a hand up, inviting her to join him.
    “Aren’t you going to remove your underwear?” she asked, even as she blushed.
    “In a few moments. Join me and let’s rid you of your muscle soreness.”
    Katya took his hand, sinking into the warm water with a heartfelt sigh of pleasure, “Oh God, this feels good.”
    Seeing an opening, Nikolai pulled her back against him and whispered into her ear, “Is that so?” He wrapped his arms around her torso, letting his fingertips learn the curves of her hips as they worked their way up to her breasts. Cupping them both, he lifted them slightly and then squeezed them gently, causing her back to arch and her head to fall against his shoulder. “Feel good?”
    “Yes.” She closed her eyes as he began to play with her breasts more earnestly. After several minutes, one of his hands trailed back down her stomach, not stopping until it was cupping her core.
    “Nikolai?” she asked, pushing against his hand when he just held her.
    “Shush, relax and let me pleasure you,” he whispered as his fingers worked their magic. Within moments, she was ready to scream and she roughly pushed his hands away and turned, pulling at his wet briefs.
    Nikolai removed them then settled back into the water and pulled her forward to straddle his hips.
    Katya, sensing he was once again going to offer to be chivalrous, reached beneath the water, taking his cock in her hands and positioning him at her entrance. Fusing her lips to his own to stop him from speaking, she lowered herself onto him, pleased when his hands landed on her hips and he took over.
    Nikolai felt himself slide into her warmth and closed his eyes at the sensation. Her body was made for him, and with only a few thrusts, he was seated fully within her. He held himself still, not moving until he felt her body clenching around him her vaginal muscles quivering as they begged him to move. Lifting her buoyant body, he arched up into her, using his grip on her hips to slam her down with each upward thrust. Squeezing her legs against his, Katya held onto his shoulders as their eyes locked in a primitive battle of pleasure and possession.
    Daring her not to break eye contact, he drove her pleasure higher and higher, as she dug her nails into his shoulders and her body began to shake with need.
    Slowing down, he elongated his strokes, causing Katya to moan as he paused before each upward thrust, causing her to bounce against him. Each time her breasts left the heated water, her nipples puckered painfully in the cool night air, the constant shift in temperature adding to the growing sensations he was creating for her.
    Using a rocking motion, he drove them both up the pinnacle, prolonging the moment of climax until he felt her muscles quiver, on the edge of a cataclysmic release. Giving one final thrust, he roared out his pleasure as she screamed his name and then collapsed against his chest.
    He wrapped his arms around her back, holding her tight against his chest and murmuring to her in Russian. When she responded back sleepily in Russian, he grinned and kissed the top of her head. He attempted to rouse her, but the release of stress had pushed her exhausted body towards the one thing it still desperately needed. Sleep.
    Standing from the water, he wrapped her legs around his hips and carried her into the house, not caring that he dripped water along the way. He laid her down upon the coverlet, grabbing several towels from the bathroom and thoroughly dried her off, before tucking her beneath the soft sheets.
    He dried himself and then grabbed a loose pair of lounge pants before heading back to wipe up the trail of water. As he worked, he tried to process the emotions he was feeling. Katya Osin touched a part of him he hadn’t