Page 33 of The Stowaway

Amelia grinned at him before nodding her head.

“That sounds wonderful. It's a beautiful day outside.”

I pulled her dress up to cover her breasts and helped her up. Even though I was away tormenting my captives, I still had to maintain my ‘being at work’ cover by wearing a suit. I took my jacket off and threw it on the couch. As her pregnancy progressed, I would need to amend my schedule for them in order to spend more time with Amelia.

Misha was impatiently waiting for us at the doorway. I took her hand and began to walk towards the front door.

“We went to the shops yesterday,” she said, but I was already aware of this because Pavel was driving her new bulletproof car.

Everybody reports back to me.

“Did you get everything you needed?” I asked as we walked towards the expansive gardens.

“Yes, but why are there so many guards at the front gate now?”

They usually made themselves scarce when they knew she was going out.

“I am an extremely wealthy man, Kitten, but with that wealth comes people trying to exploit those closest to me for financial gain. Our wedding was announced on an international level, and I’m not willing to take any chances.”

“Hmm,” she said as if she was sceptical.

“You're safe, Kitten,” I said as I stopped to look at her.

She had a suspicious glint in her eye before Misha distracted her. I quickly wrapped my arm around her waist and settled my hand on her little bump. It never failed to get my dick hard knowing she was carrying and nurturing a piece of me inside of her. The dress was a modest length, just above her knees, but short enough for what I intended.

We walked through the gardens, discussing the nursery and how she had the pram down to two different brands.

“Why don't you just get both?”

“We are not wasting money by buying two,” she said adamantly. “There are women out there who wouldn't be able to afford one, let alone two prams.”

She looked sad as she contemplated the topic.

“How about you remain militantly tight-fisted, and we can make some donations to various charities?”

“I’m not tight. I don't see the need to be excessive,” she said defensively.

“My cock begs to differ, you are very tight.”

She pushed me as we walked, but it had little effect on me. The women in my family had no qualms when it came to spending money, but they were accustomed to the lifestyle. My mother and grandmother had gifted Amelia the wedding dress. I doubted that she would know how much it had cost or if she knew the gemstones on the headdress had been diamonds and rubies.

After walking past the gardens, we went into the woods, which were more secluded. There wasn't as much sun because there were so many mature trees. Misha was sniffing around happily. I dragged Amelia towards a thick chestnut tree and had her back to the trunk.

“What are you doing, Ivan?” she asked, confused.

“I'm going to eat my wife’s pussy, and you can scream as loud as you want. No one will hear you,” I said, tugging the top of her dress down again, but this time, I scooped her breasts out of her bra to suck on her rosy-tipped breasts.

I licked and sucked on them until my cock was rock hard, and she squirmed against the tree. My hand slid under her dress to yank her panties aside. She parted her legs as I pushed two fingers inside her hot little cunt. I bit the top of her breast before I moved up her body to kiss her. She fervently kissed me back and gripped my neck as she tried to ride my fingers.

I slowed the kiss but continued to fuck her wet hole with my fingers. The scent of the forest and the bickering of birds surrounded us. Her breathy gasps joined in as she broke her lips away from mine.

“Hold your dress up for me, Kitten,” I said, pulling the scrap of lace down her legs and leaving it around her ankles.

I knelt down, ignoring the rough ground, and watched her lift her dress up, baring her pussy for me. I licked my lips in anticipation before running my tongue up and down the length of her pussy, savouring the taste and scent of her as I buried my face into her cunt.

Life couldn't get any better than this.

Chapter 14

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