The Tycoon's Virgin Bride - Part 3 (The Corskovi Dynasty) (2 page)

“Take a
sip first,” she stuttered sheepishly. One of the things Andre had told her and
she’d learned from Gustav a couple months ago that if you must drink from
someone you don’t quite trust, make sure they’re getting the same drink and
wait to see what happens first.

“Good.
No, I didn’t poison it on my way up but good catch, Hannah. You’re not as
helpless as you want others to believe you are.”

“I
try,” growled, her palms moist and sweaty despite the coolness of the air
conditioner in the penthouse.

She
watched licking her lips as Gustav slid the juice down his throat and swallowed
as his Adam’s apple’s bobbed. He let out a grin of satisfaction. Hannah then
took Gustav’s glass and drank the rest of the fresh, cool juice to wet her
pallet and calm her nerves.

“Thank
you,” she murmured.

“You’re
welcome,” he said in a low voice, his eyes still penetrating hers. He moved his
hand in one smooth motion over Hannah’s to take the glass from her and she
jolted as if a pleasurable force of electricity shot through her. He still had
his incredible touch. Why had things gone so complicated between them?

There
was still so much she had to know. Still so many unanswered questions, yet the
only thing on her mind right now was how torn she was between Gustav and Andre.
It should have been a no-brainer though. She loved Andre and would never hurt
him.
End of discussion.

Only it
wasn’t quite the end of discussion—her mind and her heart were both
fighting over how she’d felt about Gustav. That first kiss with Gustav two
months ago was amazing on so many levels.

Yes, Andre
stole her body and brought her to a delicious erotic pleasure she’d never known
existed but she had Gustav to thank for that spectacular mind-blowing kiss
they’d shared.

The one
that made her feel that they really could pull off this wedding and maybe stay
married after he got his green card. Only now she knew he didn’t need a green
card—or to get married.

His
ocean blue eyes locked with hers and shivers danced down her spine. His lips
pressed firmly together as he continued to penetrate her with his gaze. His
eyelids appeared heavy, it was as if he wanted to say something to her, plead
with her. But maybe it was all in her mind.

This
was so wrong. So wrong, she thought to herself. Why was this elusive man making
her heart race in her chest? Only Andre had that kind of magic on her.

“You
know, I never forgot about the day we got together at
Lacy’s
,”
he said in a low voice, smooth and seductive.

Hannah
quivered inside not sure of what to say, her breathing was shallow, slow. “I…”
she stopped talking and slid her tongue out once more to lick her dry lips.

Gustav
leaned in closer to her after placing the glass down on the counter. Her eyes
caught the tented crotch growing inside Gustav’s pants but she looked away.

“You
know you turn me on when you do that, don’t you?”

“Do
what?”

“Lick
your lips,” he said, his eyes fixed on her lower lip. “I love it when you do
that.” His deep, silky voice was low and seductive. Hannah tried to shake off
the feeling that was bathing her inside.

 
Andre. She was worried about Andre.

She
could not be here with Gustav because she chose Andre.

She
slowly turned to look at Gustav
,
her breathing became
labored
again
. “Gustav, you shouldn’t…”

“I
really do want to marry you, Hannah.”

Hannah
felt the blood drain from her face.

“You
know that, don’t you?” he looked into her eyes, lowering his head. “Andre is
not the marrying type and you know that too, don’t you?”

“So
what? I’m with him now, Mr. Secret Agent.”

“That’s
not funny.”

“Yeah,
well you still haven’t told me what’s going on, yet.”

“I will
in a moment. But first two things.”

“Two
things?”

“Yes.”

“Okay,
what two things do you want from me, Gustav?”

“I want
to know if you still want to have your child in wedlock?”

“Yes.
Of course, I do!” Why was he asking her that question now? Where was he going
with this?

He
nodded thoughtfully as he stroked his sexy stubble but said nothing to her
answer. “Next question.”

“Yes,”
Hannah murmured, waiting while her heart continued to palpitate. Was he going
to ask her to marry her for real this time?

“Will
you…do me the
honor
of allowing me to hold you
again?”

Hannah’s
jaw fell open. What an odd question to ask. “W-why?”

“Because
I miss how you felt when we held that night by the lake under the moonlight. I
think you do too.”

What
was going on here? Was he stalling? Did he really miss their time together?
What about his undercover ‘assignment’? Wasn’t that part of the act? Or was he
really falling for her?

Oh,
God! What a time to reveal how he felt about her now. First Andre, now Gustav!

Hannah
felt her head spinning, reeling in confusion. She didn’t know if she was going
or coming right now.

“Sure.
For old time’s sake.
We can hug.” Why she agreed to this she
didn’t know but some part of her wanted to be held by Gustav again. She wanted
to know that he hadn’t jilted her. That he hadn’t rejected her and that she was
worthy of his love, his affection and his hand in marriage.

“Oh,
God, Hannah. If we weren’t in Andre’s home right now, I’d take you. I’d make
love you the way I had wanted to the day I met you. I’ve missed you,” his deep
voice lowered into a silky bass as he groaned into her hair.

Gustav
held onto Hannah and squeezed her tight and she’d felt his powerful energy
moving through her entire body. His irresistible cologne scent was enticing and
soothing.

He slid
his strong hand down her lower back and she arched it and moaned. She couldn’t
stop herself. Gustav’s electrical; attraction came back again. It was so…wrong.

She
wanted to stop herself but she couldn’t. If Andre refused to marry her because
he simply didn’t want to be married to anyone, why give up a chance at being
Gustav’s wife?

“I was
thinking about you last night, Hannah. God, I want you. I want to fuck you so
badly it hurts,” he moaned as he pressed his hot, soft lips to her neck while
his hands continued to caress her back with his soft sensuous strokes.

Fuck! This is insane!

Hannah
felt moisture pool inside thighs but she soon realized that she was actually
naked underneath her dressing gown and her sweet pussy juices would soon run
down her legs.

This
had to stop.

She had
to pull away from Gustav before she did anything she would regret later.

The
irony was that Gustav was still her groom to be. They hadn’t officially called
anything off. They both had a marriage licence from the State of Nevada. As if
he could read her mind, Gustav lifted her head to his and a smooth grin touched
the corner of his lips. “You realize that
a Marriage License is valid for one year from the date it is issued. That
means that our marriage can be solemnized in the next ten months, I believe.”

“Gustav, I…” she was breathless and didn’t
know what to say. She wanted reassurance. She wanted to see if there was anyway
he was telling the truth. He taught her once how to tell if someone is being
deceptive by the way they kissed.

Hannah didn’t know what got into her but she’d
felt bold all of a sudden. She lifted her hands to his shoulders then slid her
arms around his neck lowering his head to hers while his firm hands held her
butt and gave it a good squeeze.

Ooh, that felt sinfully good.

Gustav slowly leaned in and tilted his head to
the right. He soon lowered his lips to hers. She enjoyed the minty, freshness
of his hot breath as they closed their eyes and sucked on each other’s lips.

Some men were expert fuckers and others, like
Gustav should win an Olympic gold medal for the longest, most seductive,
earth-shattering kiss. If only it were a sporting event.

His slid his hot wet tongue inside her lips
and began teasing and twirling his tongue, causing ripples of delight to course
through her veins. She moaned with ecstasy.
 

He then French kissed her so expertly and
passionately from her earlobes to her chin and her neck, oh, the sensitive part
of her neck. God, she missed how he could do that. His lips were like magic.
They should be patented for the way he could design his seduction on a woman
and make her come without even fucking her.

He continued to pleasure her with his lips and
bit softly on her neck as she groaned in pleasure while his hands worked over
her body sending her pulses racing like wild horses on a field.

“Oh, God!” Hannah cried out in delight as he
did that thing to her with his tongue. His specialty. Gustav wrapped his soft
lips around her tongue and sucked passionately alternating his speed from slow
to quick. Hannah’s pussy pulsed hard and she felt her folds getting wetter and
wetter. She wanted him inside her now. Then he explored the inside of her mouth
with his tongue by thrusting it inside her mouth with small and large circular
motion. God, how did he learn to fuck with his tongue?

She moaned into his mouth as his finger
stroked, squeezed and caressed her tight nipple. Hannah’s legs weakened. Then
he did it again.

Gustav groaned in pleasure as he darted his
tongue in and out of her mouth fast then slow then fast and hard again as if
having intercourse while his hands moved down her body and parted her gown
sliding his fingers between her wet swollen folds.
In and
out.
Fucking her mouth with his tongue and her tight wet vagina with his
expert strong fingers.

Hannah writhed with pleasure against the
counter as he continued to pleasure her. She could not resist his hard erection
pressed against her belly and unzipped his pants and reached into his silk
boxers. She’d never had the opportunity before to touch his dick and now was
her chance. She was shocked at the full thickness and length of it. God, he was
delicious. She ran her hands up and down his wet hard shaft as his pre come
moistened her palms. Both groaned out in pleasure and before long Hannah came
violently with his fingers thrusting her. Gustav bit down on her neck and
growled as he came hard with a shudder. His hot milky come spilled on her hand.

Panting, they both held each other for a
moment.

Oh, God! What have I done? I’ve made out with…my groom?

Then…

Dazed Hannah pulled away, panting. Dizzy with
delight but fighting to keep her self under control.

“Too much, too soon?” Gustav leaned close to
her handing her some paper towel he’d torn off from the counter. He tore some
more off to clean himself up while his eyes remained fixed on Hannah, a smooth
grin of satisfaction curved his moist lips.

She took the paper towel and began to dab
herself and turned away from him so that she could dab between her legs. She
knew that he wouldn’t let her out of his sight. He’d told her that when he’d
entered the penthouse. She stumbled over to the sofa in the living area near
the kitchen and sat down, still breathless. Trying to calm her nerves and slow
her breathing down a notch.

What had gone through her mind?

Why had she caved in to Gustav like that? Well
almost.

Because you still want him, Hannah!

She
shook her head as if arguing with her inner psyche.
No. I can’t. Oh, God! I don’t know what I want.
She held her head
in her hands while Gustav moved into the kitchen area to pour Hannah a glass of
water.

“Drink
this. You’ll feel much better soon.”

She
drank the cool water and it was like slippery ice down her throat, smooth and
cooling. It brought the heat of her body down a notch to which she was
thankful. Gustav seemed to study people very well. He missed nothing. Well
almost.

She
noticed his pants crotch area was not tented anymore. He could certainly turn
off his emotions real quick. Andre would still be hard after they’d…come
together.

She
figured it was the nature of his line of business.
Control your emotions
. All secret service men had to have that kind
of fierce level of control or it could be damaging to them if they didn’t. Must
be nice to be able to train your body to switch the heat of arousal on and off
like water from a tap.

Hannah
could not believe it. Gustav made her come so pleasantly without even fucking
her. She could have gone all the way and allowed him to penetrate her with his
huge cock and regretted it later if and when Andre came back. But she couldn’t
go all the way. She didn’t even know why she let herself get that far with
Gustav.