Alexis Volkov slammed the door of his sprawling estate, the weight of a botched arms deal pressing on his broad shoulders like lead. His dark eyes scanned the opulent room, tension coiling in his gut. No amount of whiskey or the eager attentions of his other mistresses had eased the knot inside him. He sank onto the leather sofa, pouring a glass of vodka, and fired off a terse message to Ruby without thinking why. She was his mistress, but unlike the others, she never chased his affection or fortune—only accepted gifts with honest delight in pretty things. That raw honesty had slowly disarmed his mafia-bred suspicions over months.
An hour later, the door clicked open. Ruby entered, her scarlet hair cascading like fire, amber eyes burning with quiet grace. Her voluptuous curves filled a sleek coat, and she moved with elegant poise that turned heads everywhere. Alexis frowned, frustration mounting. "You took your time," he growled, voice rough. Ruby arched a brow, shedding her coat and boots with deliberate grace. "And you texted without a plan, darling. Patience isn't your strong suit, but it's why you like me." She set down her handbag, stepping close. "Bad trip, I see. Let me handle this."
She plucked the glass from his hand, placing it aside. Alexis's brow furrowed as she took his callused hand, leading him to the bedroom. "What's this game, Ruby?" he asked, amused yet irritated. Her lips curved in a witty smile. "Trust me, boss. You look like you'd snap at a breeze." In the dim room, she slid off his shirt, revealing his scarred, athletic torso forged in fights and shadows. Her fingers traced the marks with admiration, not submission. "These tell stories," she murmured. Unbuckling his belt, she dropped his pants and boxers, leaving him naked. He expected the usual—perhaps a blowjob to take the edge off—but she guided him to the bed instead.
"If this is just sleep, I'm more frustrated than before," Alexis muttered, his cock twitching despite himself. Ruby laughed softly, strong and unyielding. "Oh, you'll get more than rest, Volkov. But on my terms." She fetched a basin of hot water and a cloth from the bathroom, returning to massage his tense muscles. Starting at his neck and shoulders, her hands kneaded deeply, placing hot kisses along his back and arms. The water warmed his skin as she worked down to his feet, her touch igniting sparks. He groaned, body relaxing for the first time in days. "This... no one's ever done this," he admitted, voice husky. "You're full of surprises."
Ruby continued silently at first, her strong hands gliding over his chest, thumbs pressing knots away. "You carry the world, Alexis. Let it go tonight." She added witty barbs between strokes: "Or do you prefer your usual quick fixes? Those mistresses bore you, I know." His breathing deepened, cock hardening under the sheet as her fingers brushed lower. Sweating lightly from the effort, she rekindled the fireplace, then left for a hot shower. Steam filled the air; she emerged naked, body glistening, pussy already wet with anticipation, and slipped under the sheets.
Alexis's instincts flared, but relaxation won. Ruby pressed close, her dripping warmth against him. "Relaxed yet, or still horny?" she teased, eyes sparkling. He grunted, hand sliding to her ass. "You know how to push buttons." She straddled him, grinding her pussy along his hard cock in slow back-and-forth motions. "Feel that? Wet and ready for you." Panting, she kissed his lips, neck, and torso, building heat. Alexis growled, "You're driving me mad, Ruby. That ass of yours—move faster." She smiled, strong and in control, pushing his cock into her slick pussy. They moved together, her riding with powerful rolls of hips.
"Harder, but don't command me," she whispered wittily, clenching around him. Alexis thrust up, hands gripping her thighs. "You're the only one who gets away with that." Sweat beaded on their bodies as she bounced, pussy dripping down his shaft. He reached to rub her clit, making her moan. "Cum for me, Alexis—fill me." Her pace quickened, both panting, until she came first, walls pulsing. He followed, groaning as he came deep inside her, cum spilling hot and thick. They collapsed, bodies intertwined, hearts racing.
Ruby traced his chest, whispering, "See? Better than any quick fix." Alexis chuckled, pulling her close. "You're dangerous, woman. But I need more of this." She kissed him deeply, hinting at depths yet unexplored. The night stretched ahead, but tomorrow's shadows loomed. What secrets would their next encounter uncover?
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