Page 84 of Craving Dahlia

Eighteen months later…

I hear a knock at the door just as I finish getting little Nikolai dressed, scooping him up in my arms as I hear Alek letting Dimitri and Evelyn in. I grab his diaper bag, cooing at him in the little bit of Russian I’ve learned from Alek as I go out to meet them.

Long after either of the weddings, Alek and I are going on a much-belated honeymoon at last, and Dimitri and Evelyn agreed to watch Nikolai. Dimitri was unsure about it, but Evelyn was firm that two babies were no more difficult than one, and insisted Alek and I book the tickets. Our bags are waiting by the door, and Nikolai lets out an excited gurgle as he sees his aunt and uncle.

“Thank you,” Alek says to Dimitri, as I hand him Nikolai to kiss and cuddle before we give him to Dimitri and Evelyn for thenext week. “I know it’s a lot. But we’re really looking forward to this.”

“If anyone deserves it, it’s you two,” Dimitri says firmly. He might have protested, but I can see the light in his eyes as he looks at his nephew, and I can tell that he’s just as excited as Evelyn to have Nikolai with them for a week.

It takes forever to leave, as both Alek and I have a hard time saying goodbye, but after a last round of kisses and passing the baby back and forth, we finally hand him over to his aunt and uncle and head down to the waiting car.

“Are you going to tell me where we’re going?” I ask as we ride to the hangar where the private jet is waiting. “Or is it going to be a complete surprise?”

“It’s warm,” Alek promises. “You’ll be in a swimsuit or naked the entire time, I promise you that.”

“Sounds perfect.” I bite my lip, giving him a seductive look, and he gives me a dark one in return.

“Careful,” he warns. “I’ll have you on your knees in this car too, if you tease me,zhena.”

“At least wait until we’re on the plane,” I tease back, but a part of me feels a rush of excitement at the idea of him putting me on my knees where the driver can see, the way he did that first night in the cab. Although, this driver works for us, so I’m not completely on board with that idea.

The ride to the hangar is short. Alek leads me to the waiting plane, his fingers laced through mine as we walk across the tarmac, and down the aisle to seats across from one another. He sinks down across from me, his gaze sweeping over me lustfully, and I kick my heels off, sliding one foot up the inside of his calf.

“Fuck it,” he growls, leaning forward and grabbing me, pulling me into his lap. “I’m not waiting for us to take off.”

As if the pilot can hear him, the jet starts to move, and the sound of someone clearing her throat startles us apart.

“Apologies, Mr. and Mrs. Yashkov,” the flight attendant says. “But the plane is taking off, if you could put your seatbelts on?”

“As soon as this plane is in the air—” Alek kisses me again, roughly, and releases me long enough for us to get secured in our own seats.

True to his word, as soon as the plane is safely in the air, he leans forward, unsnapping my seatbelt with one quick motion as he pulls me back into his lap. “A week, just the two of us,” he murmurs, pushing my hair away from my face. “I’m going to enjoy every moment of it. Not that I don’t love being home with our family,” he adds. “But I’m looking forward to making more memories for just you and I, too.”

“We’ll have to make a few that we can actually tell others about,” I tease him, as his hand finds its way up my skirt, fingers teasing the inside of my thigh. “We should already leave quite a few parts of our love story out when we’re telling our child about how his parents met, one day.”

“Most of the parts, initially,” Alek agrees. “But I wouldn’t change it for anything.” His hand wraps in my hair, pulling me down for a kiss as his other hand undoes the front of his jeans, freeing his hard cock as he pulls me onto it. I moan as I feel him slip inside of me, and I reach up, sliding my hands under his shirt so I can feel every inch of his skin.

“We’re going to a private resort,” he murmurs, his hips arching up against mine as he thrusts. “So private that no one will be around except you and I. So you can see as much of me as you like, as often as you like. I won’t be worried about who else sees.”

I smile against his lips at that, deepening the kiss, a moan vibrating between our mouths as I rock against him. Alek is still hesitant to be anything but fully clothed around anyone other than me—but with me, he no longer worries about it. And I’venever seen him as anything but the most gorgeous man I’ve ever met, no matter what.

“I’m not letting you out of bed for a full day, at least,” he growls, thrusting again. “I want you over and over,zhena. As many times as I can have you. We’ll find out…how many…” I clench around him, and he moans, his body shuddering.

His hand slips between us as I rock against him, and our muffled sounds of pleasure fill the air as his other arm wraps around me, holding me tightly against his body as I feel him start to throb. My orgasm joins his as he starts to come, filling me as his mouth crushes against mine, and I cling to him as we move together until every last shudder of pleasure has rippled through us both.

“By the way,” I whisper against his lips as I sink down onto him, his cock still hard inside of me. “It’s going to bechildren.”

His eyes widen, and I kiss him again, the promise of a perfect future hanging in the air between us. I feel him start to move again, slower this time, and he holds me close, every movement telling me the same words he whispers in my ear, over and over again.

I love you. Forever.

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