Chapter 16 Andrej #2
Her voice teases every nerve ending in my body as the spotlights sunk into the ceiling are activated the deeper we go.
“Yes.” I growl because the feel of her hand in mine has me rutting like a feral animal.
How is it even possible? She’s holding my hand, fully clothed, her nose turning pink from the chill down here, and my body is still responding to the way she makes me feel when she’s completely naked with her legs wide open and her beautiful fucking pussy begging me to suck her dry.
“Really?” I can’t help smiling at the note of panic in her voice now. “There’s a dungeon down here?”
“It isn’t what you think.” I stop outside a heavy metal door and punch a code into the alarm system on the wall. “Although I could build you a dungeon if it will make you happy.”
I open the door and gesture for Cartier to follow me inside.
The room is small, barely enough for two people, with a low ceiling, a single table, and walls made of reinforced steel like a bank vault.
Because that’s what this is. A vault. It’s claustrophobic.
When I was a child, I would find it hard to breathe down here, which is one of the reasons why I can count on one hand the number of times I’ve visited the room.
The door automatically clangs shut behind us, making Cartier jump.
“It’s okay. We’re not trapped.”
I hold her gaze until she nods, rubbing her arms to keep herself warm, then I press a button on the wall and open a concealed drawer.
“What is this place?” There’s a tremor in her voice.
“This is where we keep the family jewels.”
“For real?” Her voice rises a notch. “You have family jewels? I thought it was only royal families that had secret vaults and jewels worth hiding.”
I place an indigo velvet pouch on the table in the middle of the room and unwrap it to reveal the jewels inside.
She gasps, leaning over the sparkling gems, eyes wide and lips parted.
I see them reflected in her eyes, emeralds and diamonds shimmering across her hazel pupils like the ocean, and my chest swells with pride.
“Can I touch them?” She peers up at me, and I nod.
I didn’t bring her down here to show off. I wanted her to see the jewels because I thought that she would appreciate them. And, I realize now, because I can’t think of anyone else in the world who I would rather see wearing them.
“The necklace—” I point to a heavy string of emeralds with a huge stone surrounded by Russian diamonds and set inside a silver pendant “—dates back to the reign of Empress Catherine the Great.”
“It’s beautiful.” Cartier traces the gleaming emeralds with her fingertips. “I’ve never seen anything like it.”
“Would you like to try it on?”
“Can I?” She furrows her brow. “It won’t trigger an alarm if I pick it up, will it? I don’t want to be trapped down here, wasting away while we wait for Ivana to find us.” A nervous chuckle escapes her lips.
I pick up the pendant. “See, no alarm. Turn around.”
She turns around, brushing her hair forward so that I can fasten the clasp at the back of her neck. My knuckles brush her warm skin sending a spark of electricity down my spine.
When she faces me again, the pendant nestled between her breasts over her sweater, she peers at me while her fingers caress the heavy gems. “It’s so heavy.”
I smile. “I’ve no idea what the emerald weighs, but I knew that it would suit you. It picks out the green in your eyes.” I move closer.
“I could never wear it though.”
“Why not?” Closer still.
I can feel her breath on my face. Pick out the amber spears in her eyes. Watch her pupils dilating as she peers back at me, her breathing growing shallow.
“It belongs to your family, Andrej.”
I brush her collarbone with my fingertips beneath the neckline, and she instinctively tilts her head backwards.
My lips find hers of their own accord.
My fingers snake underneath her sweater, leaving icy trails across her warm flesh as they find her nipples. “They’re hard,” I murmur against her lips.
“It’s cold down here,” she whispers.
“Is that the only reason?” I tweak her right nipple, my cock throbbing inside my pants.
“I’m wearing your family jewels. It’s a huge responsibility.”
I rub my nose against hers and slip my free hand inside her sweatpants, finding the mound of her pussy. “You’re not wearing any underwear. Is that for me?”
“I was in a rush.”
My fingers slide between her legs, slipping through her slick and circling her clit. “You’re fucking dripping, baby, and I know that has nothing to do with the emeralds around your neck.”
“You’re sure about that?” Her voice is teasing.
My finger slides inside her, and she reflexively spreads her legs. “Fucking positive. You want me, Cartier. Tell me you want me to fuck you right here while you’re wearing the family emeralds.”
She gasps and leans on me as I hit the spot inside her. “I… I can’t do that.”
“Tell me!” I thumb her clit and smile when she starts panting.
“No, Andrej…”
I insert another finger, pumping her inside, my palm grazing her clit until she clings to my arms for support. “Tell me or I’ll stop.”
“I want you to fuck me right here.” She swallows hard.
“While you’re wearing the family jewels,” I prompt, fingering her harder.
“While I’m wearing the family jewels.” It’s barely audible above my fingers sliding in and out of her sex.
“Good girl. Time for your reward.”
I slide her sweatpants down over her hips, ease her back onto the table, toss them aside, and hook her feet over my shoulders.
“You’re so fucking beautiful, Cartier.” Spreading her legs wide, I find the spot again with my fingers, sucking on her clit, her juices trickling between her ass cheeks. “I’ve never seen you so wet.”
“It’s the emeralds,” she gasps.
“It’s a done deal then.” I peer at her with my face buried between her legs. “They belong to you. Come all over my face, baby.”
I slide my fingers out, grip her thighs so that she can’t move, and focus all my attention on her throbbing clit. Licking, sucking, lapping her up until her legs are trembling uncontrollably.
“Tell me what you want.”
“More,” she gasps.
“More what. Talk to me, baby.”
“More tongue. Inside me.”
I don’t need to be told twice. I push my tongue inside her wet pussy, circling her slick-coated clit with my thumb. I eat her until my jaws ache, then I drag the flat of my tongue across her clit, gathering speed as her body starts to convulse.
“Come for me, baby.”
While her orgasm rocks her body, I free my cock. It’s ready to switch places. Rock hard. Pre-cum oozing from the head. I ram it into her all the way and lean over her, sliding her sweater up so that I can feel her hard nipples against my chest.
I fill her mouth with my tongue, her gentle whimpers as she tastes her own juices spurring me on. “So fucking sexy. I want to fuck you everywhere, baby.”
Cartier wraps her arms around my neck. “You’ve already fucked me on two different continents.”
“And I’m only just getting started.”
I grind my shaft inside her, and she folds her arms and legs around me like a bear clinging to a branch as if her life depends on it.
My orgasm explodes faster than it ever has before.
I fill her with my cum, shuddering against her, while the family jewels dig into my flesh, a reminder, in case I needed it, that she belongs with me.