Taming the Tyrant (Book Boyfriends For the Holidays)

Chapter 3

Donicia and I ate the food we brought home, while I placed the snacks inside the small fridge. By the time she left it was getting dark, and my stomach was feeling much better. It was a relief to be eating food that tasted good. That, and the fact the tea tasted funny to Donicia made me realize that the staff could not be trusted. I just wished my husband was home. I needed to cuddle and to tell him everything I was experiencing.

I fell into a restless sleep that night after not being able to reach Zakhar. I was worried that something had happened, and I would be left with a staff that I didn’t trust. I was sincerely thinking of returning to the states until his return. Or I’d have someone investigate him for me. I needed to know what happened to him and why he was unreachable.

The worst thing about this is that if something happened in Indonesia, I wouldn’t know on the news because the Russian government blocked some external news sources. Their internet was the same. Little sobs escaped me as I lay bed, I fell asleep with tears flowing from the corner of my eye.

I awoke in the middle of the night with something heavy pressing my side. I was about to scream, my heart racing like crazy when it shifted, and the familiar body heat warmed me. He pushed his pelvis into my ass, his hard dick pressing into me. At first, I thought I was dreaming, but his breathing on my neck was real. His arm was on my side. I hugged the arm and pulled him closer.

Warm lips nibbled the back of my neck while large fingers caressed my breasts. I pushed my ass closer to the hard dick pressing into it and listened to the moan of my husband. I missed him and needed him. And I was sure he needed me too from the way he slipped a hand between my thighs to touch my pussy.

Hot sticky juice squirted from my sex pot. He groaned deep inside his throat as he moved my panties aside to stick his finger in. I wiggled my ass, biting my bottom lip as I knew I was about to come in record time. Our sighs and groans were the only sounds in the room as we needed no words to say what we were feeling. He knew I loved his large hard dick, and he loved the way my pussy grabbed it.

A long groan escaped him as he pushed his dick inside me. I arched my back so that I could take him fully from behind. I gasped as he sank into me, whimpering when he filled me. His hips moved slowly, and his dick moved expertly sliding back and forth, massaging my inward parts. He caressed my breast while nibbling my ear, our bodies about to combust.

Our heartbeats ran wild as our breaths ran to catch up. In in the stillness that surrounded us we became one. One body, one heart and one soul. The ending was surreal as it was beautiful, yet powerful. I promptly fell asleep cuddled up to my husband with a heart of love and contentment.