He pulled out of her gently then went into the bathroom, cleaning himself and the anal beads before setting them off to the side to dry. Grabbing a wash cloth, he wet it with very hot water and went back to the bedroom as quickly as he could. He set the washcloth aside for a moment and untied her. Rya was exactly as he’d left her and his cock began to fill again at the sight of her well fucked pussy. His well-fucked pussy.
She jumped at the feel of the washcloth on her sensitive cunt, then made a little whimpering sound as he gently cleaned her.
Guilt pierced him and he quickly unbound her arms and legs. “Did I hurt you?”
She rolled over in a boneless heap and pulled the mask off, blinking up at him, then gave him a very lazy, very satisfied smile. “Hmmm?”
Chuckling, he gathered her into his arms and loved the way she snuggled against him as if she’d been made to be held by him. “You are very…small. Did I hurt you inside?”
“Nope.” She gave a blissful sigh and stroked her hands over his chest. “You are awesome.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yep. Shhhh…happy time.”
He had to laugh at himself. Usually it was the woman who wanted to talk after sex, but now it was him while Rya was smiling up at him like he was her hero. He deposited her on the pillows for a moment before reaching for his pants and fishing out his phone. Checking the messages he saw that the helicopter would be here soon and that his personal assistant had acquired the things he’d requested for him.
When he looked up he found Rya dead asleep, her soft lips parted as she curled up on her side. He hated to wake her, but she needed to get dressed. They had an adventure at being normal ahead of them.
Chapter Nine
Rya turned her head and squinted at the bright sunlight streaming into her eyes. A low, dull roar filled her ears and she tried to figure out why it felt like she was vibrating. Closing her eyes and turning over, her arm came to rest on a warm, firm surface. With her mind still half-asleep she explored that surface with her fingertips, find intriguing dips and rises, then a soft trail of fur. Following that trail, her hand moved down until something hard, yet soft bumped her hand. When her fingers touched that large object in a sensual stroke, a man groaned softly.
That woke her up with a start and she blinked rapidly, trying to clear the cobwebs from her mind. She was in a small room, a bedroom of some sort, with dark brown suede walls, two odd doors, and she had a red silk duvet covering her naked body. Lying next to her, watching her with an amused grin, was the sexiest fucking lumberjack she’d ever seen and she had her hand wrapped around his very substantial cock.
Dimitri.
She blushed as sudden understanding flooded her, and she released his dick then collapsed back onto her pillow with a sigh. “Morning. Sorry about the molesting you in my sleep thing.”
He chuckled. “Did you know that you sleep like dead person? Through entire helicopter ride, through limo ride you were impossible to wake. Do you even remember telling the flight attendant to piss off when she tried to wake you after we boarded the plane?”
“Nope.” Yawning, she nodded and stretched out, curling her toes and extending her fingers. “When I was a baby I could sleep through a motorcycle rally. Came in handy during college when I had a roommate who liked to have loud sex with her boyfriend. I’d sleep through the whole thing in the bunk above them.”
His laughter warmed her and as her brain started to come online, she leaned up on one arm and looked around again. “Where are we?”
“We are on my plane, going on adventure.”
“Your plane? Wait, I’m in a bed on a plane?”
“Da. My plane. Though this one I only rent. My personal jet I own is back in Russia. I flew over on my brother’s jet.”
“Um…wow.” She licked her lips and made a sour face. “Does one of those doors lead to a bathroom?”
“The one on right.”
“Thanks.”
The fact that there was a shower on the plane gave her the opportunity to shower and brush her teeth. She didn’t know how long she had until they reached their adventure, whatever that was, so she was going to take care of business while she could. After finishing, she slipped on the fluffy black robe hung on the back of the door and went back into the bedroom. Dimitri was still in bed and she smiled at him before tossing aside her robe and leaping on him.
He caught her with a surprised laugh, then rested his hands on her thighs while she straddled him. “Did you know there’s a shower in there?”
“Yes, I shower earlier.” He put his hands behind his head and she had to swallow hard to keep from drooling all over him at the sight of his muscles flexing. God damn he was hot. She wanted to just sit here and stare at him all day. But wait, she could touch him. He was her Master.