EMMA
My head is spinning fast.
My heart feels like it’s about to burst out of my chest.
He’s got my leg hitched up around his waist and I can feel his c**k, rock-solid and possessive, pushing at my panties, demanding entrance.
When he pulls his lips from mine, I’m pretty sure he’s wiped the lipstick clean off. I gasp for air, trembling as he leaves a trail of kisses down my neck.
“R-Ruslan—stop!”
He just growls. “There’s no stopping this now, kiska.” He pushes his hand through the slit in my dress and rips my panties right off. The fabric gives way beneath his brutish hands.
“No, we… we’re out in the… ahh… open…!”
“I don’t give two fucks.” His lips sweep over the tops of my breasts. I hear the screech of his zipper and my heart stops for a moment. “Ruslan—”
He plunges himself into
