Total pages in book: 147
Estimated words: 148949 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 745(@200wpm)___ 596(@250wpm)___ 496(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 148949 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 745(@200wpm)___ 596(@250wpm)___ 496(@300wpm)
I bet he’s thinking about something nasty. Don’t worry, baby. I’m matching your energy tonight.
David began talking to him.
Instead of listening, he prowled my way. The suit’s trousers clung to his well-defined thighs and tapered down to his polished black shoes.
I licked my lips.
My baby moved with a graceful, self-assured stride, each step exuding dangerous confidence.
He stopped in front of me.
David followed and got to his side. “Like I was saying the vodka and chocolate covered prunes will be on the next plane along with other—”
“Open the coat, mysh.” Hunger coated his voice. “Now.”
David pursed his lips together.
I smirked. “I can’t, baby.”
“No.”
“No.”
Kaz leaned his head to the side. “Are you naked under there?”
“You will see later.”
“It is a surprise.”
“Is it now? I am getting a gift.”
“Yes, but I must admit that. . .you have definitely had this gift many times before.”
“Hmmm.” A dark groan left him. “That sounds like it is my favorite gift of all.”
“I would think so.”
David cleared his throat. “Give me ten more minutes, Kazimir to finalize your appointments in the Volga Federal District.”
Kaz directed his gaze to my coat. “You have five minutes.”
Chapter 47
The Surprise
Kazimir
Once I said goodbye to David, my mouse headed up the stairs, luring me forward.
With each step, the chocolate brown fur rippled around her curvy body. That garment was the only barrier between my prying eyes and whatever she hid under it.
What could my mouse have on?
Honestly, if she were naked, I would be happy.
Still various outfits spun around in my head, inciting lust in my core.
Once she had worn this delicate black lace bra and high-waisted panties. I ripped those off so fast, I couldn’t even remember the exact details. However, now I figured it would be nice if she had something like that on again.
Yes. Those panties were very nice.
Another time, she had chosen a vintage look. Super classy. It reminded me of one of those American pin-up girl calendars. Black silk and ivory lace with a very sexy garter belt.
It was timeless. From the sight alone, pre-cum instantly spurted from my cock’s tip.
What if she decided to do a costume? Slutty nurse? Bad teacher?
A wicked grin hit my face.
It does not matter what she wears under there. I will tear it off.
Up ahead, Emily disappeared inside the plane first.
Naughty mouse.
Grunting, I prowled after her.
A stewardess tried to hand me a glass of champagne. “Good evening, sir. Would you like your usual steak and. . .”
Ignoring the stewardess, I continued past her. My only focus resided with my mouse.
Food would come later.
In my mind, there was only one thing that existed—her beautiful bouncing breasts, those hard nipples always stiff and pointing at me, and last but definitely not least, her exquisite pussy—tight, warm, wet, and all mine.
Mysh, do you know that your pussy has an invisible leash on me?
Slyly, she strolled away, and I followed as her pussy’s obedient servant.
Yes. She is taking us to the back where the bedrooms are. Good job, mysh.
I passed many of our people as they readied themselves in their seats—grabbing pillows and blankets, snapping on their seat belts, and turning on their devices. A few watched movies, while many read books.
A masculine voice called after me. “Good evening, Kazimir. Do you require anything from me tonight?”
I thought that might have been Tisha or someone else asking. All could get conversation from me later.
All I need is my mouse.
I returned to guessing what she could have on under the fur coat.
What about the flower thing she had on that one time I fucked her on the yacht heading to Italy?
It was a colorful lace body suit. Exquisite and made up of embroidered floral motifs. Her nipples had pushed up against the thin material. Her pussy was so wet it soaked the fabric when I slipped my hands along the space between her thighs.
I grunted.
Or. . .let it be something red. I have told her many times that I love that color on her.
My cock hardened.
Yes. Red and lace—a material that is easy to tear.
This uncontrollable urge to take her in my arms came over me.
“Enough, mysh.” I increased my speed. “I want to see now.”
Chuckling, she gazed over her shoulder. “Wait until we get in the back.”
“Now.”
“You are so spoiled.” She picked up her pace.
You better run.
I increased my speed.
Damn it.
She went faster, approached the back before me, opened the door, and disappeared into the master bedroom.
It closed behind her.
Fuck any outfit. By the time I get in there, you better be naked.
One of my men headed toward me. “Kazimir, the cell is cleaned and prepared for the Mouse this evening along with—”
“Get out of the way.” I barreled forward.
He jumped to the side.
Can he not see that I am chasing my mouse?
The pilot spoke over the speakers. I ignored him.
Finally, I made it to the door fast, grabbed the knob, and rushed in.