Russian Billionaire's Fiancée (Chekov Billionaire Series Book 3) (5 page)

“Oh, Sarah,” was all he could say as he drank in her beauty. He had expected her to be wearing lingerie, but she was completely nude with the exception of black thigh high stockings and her Louboutins.

Reaching his hands out, he rubbed her legs as she watched him. Leaning forward, he helped her out of her coat before pulling her toward him. Easily straddling his lap, she brushed against his erection as she began to grind down on top of him. She had dreamt of this last night after she had masturbated for him and she could think of nothing else all day. She was surprised that she had managed to get any work done and couldn’t wait to board the plane to return home.

Gently touching the side of his face, she stroked his cheek as she looked at him. “Have I told you that I love you yet today?” she questioned as she touched his face.

“Hmmm, no, I don’t think you have,” he teased.

Leaning down to kiss him, he managed to stop her as he took one of her nipples in his mouth. Gasping, “Oh, I do love you, Vitaly,” she moaned.

Pausing, “Hmmm, with a delivery like that, I might think that you only loved me for how I make you feel.”

About to protest, Sarah could only moan as his hands found her breasts and began kneading them as he alternated sucking on her nipples. Sliding her fingers through his hair, she pushed against his head as he chuckled against her breasts. “My kotyonok likes this, does she?” he crooned against her skin as she began grinding harder against his jeans.

Tilting her backwards onto the other seat, he reached for the buttons on his jeans as he watched her. She trailed her fingers down her body and played with her now throbbing clit before easily sliding two fingers inside. She blushed when she felt how wet she was.

Lifting her fingers to her lips, she sucked on them noisily as Vitaly groaned. Pushing his jeans below his hips, his erection sprang free, as he stroked it up and down while he looked at her.

He told her to turn around before he guided her back onto his lap. Kicking her shoes off, she bent her knees, tucking her legs tightly against his thighs as she slowly sank down on his cock. She was so wet that he easily penetrated her as they both groaned in delight. Reaching for her wrists, he pulled her hands behind her back and held them with one hand as he reached the other around to lay it flat against her stomach.

“Fuck me,” he moaned as she slowly began to lift her hips and drop them back down. She fit so tightly around him that he shuddered as her muscles clenched down with each upward stroke. Tilting her forward, he slid his hand down to play with her clit as she began to move her hips in a figure-eight motion. He could feel her body begin to spasm as her pleasure grew. Stopping her, he told her to turn around, as she grumbled. He couldn’t resist chuckling at her annoyance at being interrupted.

Sitting back against him so that she was fully impaled, she pushed against her heels as she slowly turned around. Vitaly swore that he saw stars as he felt her tight pussy slowly pivot around his cock. And he didn’t miss her smug look, as she lifted one leg over him before settling down facing him. Sliding back onto her knees, she reached for his shoulders, but he stopped her again as he pulled her wrists behind her back.

Leaning forward, he grabbed her coat belt and tugged it free before tying her wrists together. He laughed when he saw the look on her face, as he knew how much she enjoyed touching him.

“I want to have a hands free experience, kotyonok. So that I may use them elsewhere,” he told her as he reached for her breasts. Flicking at her nipples, they stiffened into tight nubs, as he pushed against them with his thumbs. “Now,” he told her as he began to massage her breasts,” Where were you?”

Thrusting her hips forward, she clenched her muscles as she began moving forward and back. Sarah titled her head and closed her eyes as her body pulsed with pleasure.

“Eyes open, kotyonok,” he reminded her as he dug his fingers into her breasts.

Moaning, Sarah began to increase her speed as pleasure began to spread throughout her body. She whispered his name over and over, ,maintaining eye contact as her body began to spasm. Grabbing her nipples, he pinched them tightly between his thumbs and forefingers as she cried out. Slamming against him, she rode out multiple orgasms as one quickly followed the next.

Vitaly groaned, as he grabbed her ass. Thrusting his hips up, he held her tightly to him as her muscles milked his orgasm dry. Reaching behind her, he released her wrists as she wrapped her arms around his neck. They parted lips as their tongues continued to thrust at each other in a continuation of their lovemaking.

The buzzing of the intercom warned them that they were nearing the house. Sitting back, Sarah slipped back into her coat and put her shoes back on as Vitaly pulled his pants back up. As they walked into the house, she smiled at the driver. Unlike their driver in New York, this one didn’t let on if he had been watching them for which Sarah was grateful.

Chapter 9 

Tonight was it. Vitaly stared at the ring before snapping the box shut and putting it in his pocket. He was going to surprise Sarah by proposing to her during the Christmas party at his nightclub, the Casbah. He had planned to wait until New Year’s Eve, but they had been through so much over these past months that he decided that he simply couldn’t wait any longer. He was surprised that she didn’t already know about it, as his attempts at keeping things secret seemed to evade him.

When he had first decided that he wanted to marry her, he had driven out to her family’s cattle ranch to gain her father’s permission. However, he did not expect that he would have to gain the approval of every adult member of her family, as he sat there awkwardly across from her father, uncle, aunt and four brothers. His well-rehearsed speech came out disjointed as he fought to get the words out unsure whom to direct his request to.

Smiling politely, he felt as though he was in an inquisition, as they directed a barrage of questions at him about his intentions toward her. He silently thanked Sarah for not mentioning anything that had happened between them, as he worried whether he would get out of there alive.

After significant hemming and hawing as well as deliberation amongst family members, they laughingly approved, as they slapped him on the back and congratulated him. Sighing in relief, he shook everyone’s hand before assuring their secrecy and inviting them to the Christmas party. He wanted Sarah to be surrounded by her family and friends when he popped the question.

His conversation with Sarah’s best friends was a bit more difficult, as she had shared much of what went on between them over the past year. Lisa was the first to step up and approve while both Mia and Chloe took more convincing. All of them were well aware of how hurt Sarah had been over the way he had treated her and had rallied around her when she needed to get away.

After admitting to being a cad to her, more than once, he assured them that he would do his best to see that it never happened again.

Checking the ring one more time, he put it back in his pocket and headed downstairs. Sarah was working late at the office and had agreed to meet him at the club for dinner and dancing. She had no idea that he had closed down the club for the night. Climbing into the Town Car, he headed over to the Casbah.

He couldn’t believe how far they had come in such a short time, as it had been a little more than a year since he first laid eyes on her and now he was going to ask her to be his wife. Something he had never anticipated that would happen again.

His first wife, Nadia, grew up in the neighborhood where he lived with his uncle after his parents had sent him to apprentice with him. They had been each other’s firsts and it only seemed natural to marry, but in retrospect, the best things they had in common were the ability to drink vodka and spend his money. Because when they were sober, they were arguing.

After he had dissolved his business partnership with Dmitri and decided to move to the west coast, Nadia chose to stay in New York and they had little to do with each other for almost ten years other than the monthly deposits he made into her bank account. He was surprised that Nadia had agreed to the divorce after all this time, but then again, the six-figure check he included with the divorce papers may have aided in her decision.

When he arrived at the club, he was surprised at the number of cars in the parking lot. As he walked inside, his employees who had all grown to love Sarah, as well as all her family and friends greeted him. In addition to her immediate family, her brothers had all brought their spouses and children. It was a lively atmosphere as everyone waited on Sarah’s arrival.  

After making the rounds a second time, Vitaly checked his watch. It was almost eight o’clock and Sarah was supposed to be there thirty minutes ago. He had texted her twice, but had yet to hear a response so he had asked security to check on her in case she had lost track of the time. As he stood for another toast, he happened to look toward the door and saw Ivan standing there scanning the room. When they made eye contact, he almost dropped his glass, as he strode quickly toward him.

“Boss, there’s a problem.”

“Where is she?”

“Don’t know yet.”

“What’s going on? Where’s my daughter?” Bill Jenkins, Sarah’s father, demanded as he walked over.

“Sir, we’re trying to find out,” Ivan told him, as he attempted to pull Vitaly away to talk to him privately.

“Oh, no, you don’t,” Lisa declared, as she came to stand by Bill’s side. “You can talk in front of all of us.”

Both Ivan and Vitaly looked at each other as Sarah’s family and friends clustered around them demanding to know what was going on. At Vitaly’s nod, Ivan reached for his cell phone and pulled up a video to show him.

“Sarah logged out just after seven and security reports her exiting the building shortly thereafter. When I got your text, I sent a guard out to check the parking lot in case she was still there. He found her car unlocked with her bag and the keys on the ground next to it. When we checked the parking lot footage, we saw this.”

As Ivan talked, Vitaly watched a black Town Car similar to the one he used pull up alongside her car. As Sarah turned toward the car, the backdoor opened. He could see her bending to climb inside before stopping and backing away. At that point, the driver had come around behind her forcing her inside before jumping back in the car.

“I’m assuming she originally thought that you had sent the car.”

As the chatter in the room increased, Ivan held up his hand for silence, as Vitaly replayed the video.

“I’m very sorry to have to share this information in this manner, but I’ve been given little choice. Based on video surveillance, it looks as though Ms. Jenkins has been kidnapped,” he began, as he held up his hand once again for silence.

“The police have been notified and at present, we do not know who took her or why, but we are doing everything that we can to see that she is safely returned. Now if you’ll excuse me.” As Ivan turned to leave, he was hit with a barrage of questions. “I’m sorry that I can’t be of further help at this time.”

Grabbing Vitaly by the arm, he dragged him from the club. “Wait!” Bill called out, as he raced to catch up with them. “You can’t spring that on us and then simply leave.”

“I’m sorry, sir, but I had intended to speak with Mr. Chekov first. You were the one who insisted that I tell everyone. Now, if you’ll excuse us, Mr. Chekov is needed.” As Ivan pushed Vitaly into the back of the car, he turned back. “We’ll let you know as soon as we hear something. You have my word on that.”

As the car left the parking lot, Ivan took his phone back from Vitaly. “So, what do we really know?” he asked, as Ivan tucked his phone back into his pocket.

“The presumption is that Nardiv had something to do with it. Since his release on bail, he has been quite busy.”

“Has she been taken out of the state?”

Nodding his head, “Probably. There are too many private airports around that do not require the filing of flight plans. I have people checking on any private planes that left recently and we’re looking to see if there’s any security footage on or around the different airfields. If we can get a tail number off the plane, we can track where it’s going. We’re also checking any airports along the eastern seaboard for incoming flights.”

 “And the police?”

“Nothing useful, but did you expect otherwise?”

Shaking his head, “No. FBI?”

“Already heard from them and they’re setting up at the office. They’re presuming that this is a kidnap and ransom case.”

“And you?”

Rubbing his head, Ivan looked at his boss. They’d worked together too long for him to lie to him, but this was not a conversation he wanted to have with him. Sighing. “I don’t think that there will be any ransom.”

Fisting his hands, Vitaly dug his nails into his palms. After everything that has happened, his Sarah was once again out of his grasp and this time, her life was in danger. He silently promised her that he would see her safe return, but he did not think that it would happen without bloodshed.

Chapter 10

Sarah woke with a groan, as she slowly opened her eyes. Her head was pounding and she couldn’t figure out why. Sitting up slowly, she had to close her eyes again as the world rushed by her threatening to up end any contents in her stomach. Carefully opening her eyes, she squinted as she looked around. Where was she?

Swinging her feet to the floor, she realized that she was shoeless, as she stared at her feet trying to remember what happened.

She had promised Vitaly that she would meet him at the Casbah for dinner and she had lost track of the time and was going to be late. Luckily, she had brought her clothes to the office as she quickly changed before rushing out the door. When she exited the elevator, she vaguely recalled waving to security, as she headed out to her car. She was surprised when she saw a Town Car pull up and assumed that Vitaly had sent it to hurry her along. But then what happened?

Rubbing her temples, she remembered looking in the darkened interior and realizing that it was the wrong car. And then she woke up here. But where was here? Looking around, she could see that she was in a windowless office, but whose? The sound of a lock turning caught her attention as she looked up.