to adjust or taken her a little slower. Instead, he’d entered her with no warning, and a whine ripped its way past her teeth.
“Not soft, not easy,” he said behind her, his voice thick and hot in her ear.
Violet let out a shaky mumble and shook her head. He was pulling out from her body with his next move and thrusting back in instantly. Hard enough to force her forward on the bed and make her grasp the headboard more firmly.
That initial ache was gone, and with every slide and pull of his body against hers, her nerves snapped and screamed. Every single part of her could feel him somewhere.
What started out as soft cries and jittery breaths quickly turned into deep moans and pants when he started a fast rhythm, keeping her neck taut and her ass high. Violet pushed back to meet his every thrust, wanting him deeper and needing that slight bite of pain that came with sex when it had been too long.
“Fuck,” Kaz muttered, “I wish you could see this, Violet. See what I see.”
Hearing him was enough.
Feeling him, too.
She still couldn’t help but peer back over her shoulder, only to find his gaze fixed on the spot where their bodies met. She felt his hand palm her ass roughly, and his thumb slide along the swell as he grabbed tight and stretched her open a little more.
“So tight—it almost hurts,” he groaned.
Violet’s teeth sunk into her lower lip as the familiar wisps of pleasure started building in her body again. He must have felt the way her pussy was clamping down on his cock because his next thrust came so much harder, enough for her eyes to fly shut and to make a scream of his name escape her lips.
She still felt as if she couldn’t breathe, but she was.
Staccato breaths—but it was there.
Violet found herself lost in the sensations all over again. The sounds of their fucking, the smell of sex in the air, his gruff voice demanding she fucking take it and fucking come, Violet.
And so she did—hard, crying, and shaking.
It was as if they hadn’t even been separated. It was as if that time didn’t exist.
Not then.
Not when they were like this.
The soft knock on the cabin door had Kaz shooting up, wild eyes trying to peer through the darkness of the room. But there was no danger, and he wasn’t in jail anymore. At the moment, several thousand miles above the earth, he was the safest he could ever be.
“Yeah?” he called, sitting up further, even as he glanced down at the shadowy shape of Violet’s body. She was still out cold.
“We’ll be landing soon. You have to be seated.”
“Thanks.”
Kaz took a moment to get his bearings before he felt around the floor for his pants and shoved his legs into them. Circling the bed, he touched a hand to Violet’s side, shifting it up to her shoulder, and then to the mark he had left behind along the curve of her neck.
She stirred, her eyes blinking open.
“We’re about to land.”
She didn’t question him, merely redressed and joined him back in the cabin. Not too long after, he could see the lights of the private runway where they were landing. As they got closer to the ground, he could better see the car waiting for them at the end of it.
And if the way Violet had stiffened beside him were any indication, she’d noticed it as well.
“There’s nothing to worry about,” he told her as they came to a rolling stop.
“Are they Russian?”
Scratching the back of his head, Kaz nodded. “But you’re with me, and that’s all they need to know.”
Violet still didn’t look convinced, but she would just have to take his word for it, or at least until she formed an opinion for herself. At least they weren’t going to be around the family for the next couple of weeks.
When they came to a stop, Violet was out of her seat belt first, heading back to the bedroom. “I’ll grab … whatever’s left.”
Or mentally prepare herself, Kaz thought.
He was the only Russian she had spent any real length of time with. She didn’t understand their customs, their rules, and was practically stepping into the middle of an unfamiliar environment.
This was new for her, and he wouldn’t push her.
The door to the plane buzzed as it fell open, and Kaz pulled out a handful of bills from his pocket, tipping the pilot and flight attendant before going out to