"My God, you are beautiful," He whispered, the awe clear in his voice. He loved so much about this woman. She had no shame in standing before him naked as the day she was born. And there was no reason she should. She was exactly the type of woman that ancient civilizations would have gone to war for. Who was he kidding? He was no different. If someone tried to take her from him, he would unleash all the might of Russia against them.<br/><br/>As she approached him, he felt his breath freeze in his chest when her finger trailed down his chest. Her long fingers slipped into his open trousers, wrapping around his flesh, and he felt his head fall back, the groan loud as the pleasure assaulted his system. When she sank to her knees in front of him, he raised his head, his blue eyes almost black, they were so dialated with need. He knew what her mind already had planned the moment she looked up at him. The feel of her tongue on his flesh, seeing the hunger in those beautiful brown eyes, it was like a lightning bolt through his already charged body. Threading his fingers through her hair, he forced himself to keep his eyes open, not wanting to miss a second of watching his shaft disappear between her lips.