Russian Billionaire's Reclaimed Lover (Chekov Billionaire Series Book 2) (2 page)

As Vitaly followed her out, he couldn’t help but be amused at how casual everyone was. It was clear that Sarah hadn’t spoken about him, other than to her aunt, for which he was relieved. He couldn’t imagine what they would have done if they had known about their sexual activities.

Grabbing his bag from the seat of his car, he followed Sarah out to a cluster of small cabins. Heading toward the farthest one, Sarah opened the door and walked inside. Vitaly was surprised at how charming it was. Inside the one-room cabin was a small kitchenette, dining table with bench seating, a small living space and a queen-sized bed covered in what looked to be handmade quilts. There was a door off the kitchen that looked like a bathroom and a large potbelly stove took center stage in the cabin.

Pointing to the kitchen, Sarah explained the layout of the place.

“There’s a selection of snacks and coffee in the cabinets, in case you get hungry. The stove heats the entire cabin and the hot water runs on propane. We do have Wi-Fi, if you need to work, so long as the power stays on.”

“This is great. Thank you, Sarah.” Shrugging her shoulders, Sarah turned to leave, but Vitaly stepped in front of her. “We haven’t finished talking.”

Crossing her arms over her chest, she looked up at him. “I heard what you said, but it doesn’t change anything. I’m not going back.”

“Don’t you even want to hear my offer?”

Stubbornly shaking her head no, Sarah tried to scoot past him to get out the door, but he kicked it shut with his foot. Standing in front of her, he rubbed her arms as he looked down at her.

“I’ve missed you, Sarah. You have no idea how much. It hasn’t been the same without you. Please, give me a chance to explain.”

Taking a deep breath, Sarah placed her hands on his and stepped back. “As I’ve said before, there isn’t anything more to say. I’m sorry you came all this way for nothing but I’ve made my decision.”

Reaching for the door, she opened it enough to slide out, shutting it behind her. Moving quickly, she put some distance between them before stopping to catch her breath.

Why did he have to come
, she asked herself as she fought back tears. Shaking her head, she refused to cry. She had cried over him enough already. While she realized that she was naïve in many ways and she was as much to blame for allowing their relationship to spiral out of control so quickly, she wasn’t going to allow herself to be sucked back in again.
The things he did to her. They things she did with him.
Sarah groaned as she felt herself growing wet at the mere thought of him.

After Vitaly’s betrayal, she had dropped everything, packed her belongings and headed for home hoping to put as much distance between them as possible. Her Aunt Hannah was the only one who had an idea as to what went on as she rubbed her head while she sobbed. Sarah had to smile at what would happen should her male family members get wind of exactly what went on.

Her daddy and brothers would not approve of the youngest member of the family strutting around and having sex in limos and airplanes. Well, almost an airplane. If she hadn’t had too much champagne and fallen asleep..

Chapter 2

Vitaly headed toward the main house a few minutes before six. After Sarah had stormed out, he contemplated leaving and taking his chances on the road, but a look to the sky told him that it was better if he stayed put. At least this way, he might have another chance to speak with her. He knew that he had to tread lightly with her. While she may be a vixen in the bedroom, he understood that he did hurt her and he was determined to make things right.

He smiled to himself as he wondered what those who knew him would think of him taking a more passive route with a woman. He was so used to getting what he wanted that if the woman wasn’t already falling at his feet, sufficient cash would always do the trick. This was unchartered territory for him and he didn’t want to screw it up.

The sound of children snapped him out of his thoughts as several children ran past him and up the stairs to the back of the house. The screen door slammed shut as several adults shouted out, “Don’t slam the door.” Walking up the steps, he walked inside to witness what appeared to be controlled mayhem.

Looking around, he had walked into a large kitchen and dining room. An over-sized long table dwarfed the room with place settings for at least twenty people. Assuming the other adults to be Sarah’s brothers and their spouses, he smiled and nodded, unsure what to say. Stepping away from the stove, Hannah came to greet him as her husband, Max, joined her.

“Don’t mind the chaos,” Max told him as he slapped him on the back. “Takes a bit of getting used to, but the house is still standing.”

Max turned as Sarah came down the stairs. Dressed in hip-hugging jeans and a short-waisted sweater, and her hair in a ponytail, Vitaly closed his eyes as he was reminded of how beautiful she was naked. Her hair had grown out more and he couldn’t wait to run his fingers through it or wrap it in his fist as he pulled her back toward him, as he took her from behind.

“Ah, there she is,” Max said. “Sarah, come see to your guest,” he told her as she walked toward them. “He seems to have a bit of a deer in the headlights look,” he added chuckling. As Sarah nodded to Vitaly, Max shouted for everyone to sit down.

As everyone sat down to dinner, the roar soon quieted down as the children became immersed in their food. It had been a long time since Vitaly had a home-cooked meal and he found that he enjoyed the pot roast and potatoes smothered in gravy. Keeping the conversation light, he discovered that the two other males were indeed Sarah’s brothers along with their wives and four children each. The other woman at the table was married to Sarah’s youngest brother who was in the military and her oldest brother was in Montana on family business and had brought his family with him. The remaining members at the table were the Jenkins’ two foremen.

As they dined and laughed, it became obvious to Vitaly how important family was to the Jenkins. All of the brothers lived on the vast property in their own homes and everyone worked on the ranch. The apparent love the siblings had for one another made him feel nostalgic for a family life he never had. Losing his sister at a young age, his mother never quite recovered and his father sent him off to apprentice for an uncle. It was through him that he became fascinated with the import-export business and eventually set up his own enterprise. As his contracts grew, his business soared as his logistics company became internationally known.

After dinner, the mayhem renewed as the children stormed out of the house and went running down the back steps. The rain was just starting to fall and a milieu of puddle stomping was taking place as the children squealed in delight. As Vitaly waited for the children to move on, Hannah stopped him and handed him a basket.

“Since we’re expecting a heavy storm, I thought that you might want to have some extra food in case you don’t feel like getting wet coming out to the house.”

“Thank you,” Vitaly said simply.

“Oh, that’s not all. Sarah, honey, come help Mr. Chekov carry all this to his cabin so it doesn’t get soaked.”

Reaching for an over-sized umbrella by the door, Sarah grabbed a smaller basket as she led the way out the door. As they headed toward the cabin, they could hear thunder in the distance. Moving quickly, they made it to his cabin just as the storm broke.

Rushing inside, Vitaly set the basket on the counter as Sarah turned on lights. Lifting the latch on the stove, she tossed in some fire starter and lit the wood already inside. Adjusting the flue, she turned around to see Vitaly watching her. The light from the lamps cast her in a warm glow, as she blushed uncomfortably.

Just as she was about to make her excuses to leave, another clap of thunder sounded directly overhead and a deluge came down upon them. Stepping toward her, “Well it looks as if you may be here for a while; I think that your aunt packed some wine, are you interested?” Shaking her head no, Sarah moved toward the door.

“It isn’t that bad yet, I can make it…” Sarah paused as she looked outside. In a matter of minutes, small floods were flowing along the property. Sighing, she shut the door and turned to face him. “It’s mulled wine, which will taste better hot. Shall I heat it?”

At his nod, she moved to the kitchen and pulled out a saucepan to heat the wine. Unsure what to do with herself; she unpacked the baskets noting that her aunt had provided him with enough food to feed two people. She shook her head at her aunt’s not so subtle attempt at matchmaking.

When the wine was ready, she poured it into two mugs and brought it over to the couch along with a bag of shortbread cookies. Setting it all down, she joined him as he finished stoking the fire. They sat comfortably in silence, as they sipped the wine.

“This is delicious,” he said, breaking the silence.

Sarah nodded her head in agreement.

“It’s my Aunt Hannah’s special recipe. It has seen me through numerous colds through the years,” she said smiling in remembrance.

As the rain continued to fall, the air in the room became increasingly tense. What had started as a companionable silence grew to discomfort as both became aware of each other sexually. Unable to tolerate it, Sarah stood to pour more wine, but he stopped her as she attempted to walk past. Taking the mug from her hand, he set it down before pulling her between his legs. Holding her hips, he lifted her sweater as he kissed her stomach. 

“I have dreamt of you lying beneath me helpless, kotyonok. I should spank you for running away,” he told her as Sarah moaned. Her hands found their way to his shoulders as she dug her fingers in, kneading his flesh. Popping the button on her jeans, he drew the zipper down and pushed them below her hips. He smiled when he saw the lace panties. It pleased him to see that she wore the lingerie he bought for her.

Tugging at her, he pulled her onto his lap as he cradled her in his arms. Cupping her face, he captured her lips as he easily plundered her mouth.

Moaning, Sarah tried to wrap her arms around his neck, but he stopped her, pulling her wrists behind her back and holding them immobile. He continued to kiss her as he groaned in appreciation. She still tasted of strawberries, he thought to himself as he drank her in. Pulling her wrists down toward the couch, he forced Sarah to arch her back as he lifted her sweater above her breasts. Already flushed with arousal, he kissed her rosy mounds as he massaged them. Finding her nipples taut with anticipation, he flicked at them, as she moaned his name.

Kissing her belly, he helped her to her feet. “Strip,” he ordered as Sarah stepped away from the couch.

Turning sideways, she reached for the hem of her sweater as she drew it over her head. The band on her hair came loose as she shook her blonde mane before tossing the sweater aside. The glow from the fire in the stove made her skin glow. Kicking off her shoes, she turned her back on him as she slowly pulled her jeans down. Bending at the waist, she stuck her ass out as she stepped out of her jeans. Rising back up slowly, she arched her back enticingly as she looked at him over her shoulder.

She was a vision in lace boy shorts and matching demi bra. Turning around to face him, he caught his breath as she cupped her breasts, rubbing her thumbs over her straining nipples. Closing her eyes in obvious enjoyment, Sarah licked her lips as she relished in the sensations she was creating. Reaching behind her, she unclasped her bra, as her breasts sprang free. Moaning, she massaged them as she felt herself growing increasingly wet. The scent of her arousal reached him as Vitaly smiled in appreciation.

Unable to wait any longer, Vitaly rose and moved toward her. Scooping her up, Sarah wrapped her legs around his waist as he walked toward the bed. Throwing her onto the mattress, she watched in anticipation as he quickly shed his clothes. His cock already glistened with precum as she rolled to her knees and crawled toward him across the bed. He couldn’t help but smile at her predatory look. His little kotyonok looked more like a lioness on the prowl as her hair cascaded around her.

Reaching her right hand out, she cupped his balls as she pulled him toward her. Using her other hand, she smeared his pre-cum on his cock before looking up at him. Not breaking eye contact, she licked the head as she felt his cock twitch in her hand. Rolling his balls in her hand, she slowly slid his cock in her mouth, deep throating it before drawing it back out. Vitaly closed his eyes at the exquisite torture she was wielding upon him, as he succumbed to her mouth.

Setting an easy pace, Sarah pumped her mouth up and down his cock as she continued to knead his balls. Sliding one finger below, she rubbed his perineum as he hissed in pleasure. Grabbing her hair, he tightened his grasp as he began to control her head movements. Not one to be denied, Sarah tightened the suction around his cock as he moved her head up and down. Groaning, Vitaly didn’t want to come too soon and stilled her movements as she continued to suck. Pushing her away, he grabbed her legs and flipped her onto her back before following her onto the bed.

Reaching down, he gripped the side of her panties and with a hard yank, ripped the seam pulling them free. Grabbing her hips, he buried his face between her legs as he lapped at her juices. Moaning, Sarah pushed at his head as he licked and sucked her as if he were starved. He’d forgotten how good she tasted as his tongue found her clit. Sucking on it, he held tight to her hips as Sarah began to buck beneath him. Holding her still, he continued to suck at her clit as she thrashed beneath him. As Sarah’s first orgasm struck, she arched up hooking her heels on his shoulders and digging in. His answering chuckle had her gasping as the vibration he created intensified her pleasure.

Not giving her a chance to come down, he lifted his head and rose to his knees. Lifting her hips, he slammed into her all the way to the hilt as they both groaned in appreciation. Pumping in and out, Vitaly set a punishing pace as he slammed into her rocking Sarah back and forth.

He was angry at her for not speaking to him first. He was angry at her for running. He was angry at himself for falling for her. Thrusting in and out, he continued to fuck her as Sarah thrashed beneath him. She knew this was an angry fuck and she didn’t care. She had missed him and he was doing things to her insides that no other man had ever done. If anything, this last month had taught her that her body and soul craved this man, and she was going to enjoy every minute.