Russian Billionaire's Virgin Secretary by Leona Lee

really is a lot of house for one person. But then again, you do seem to like open spaces.” Vitaly stiffened at that reminder and stepped back to sit down in a large leather chair. Reaching for a remote, he turned on some jazz as Sarah turned around to look at him.
    “Dance for me, little one.”
    “What? No, I couldn’t,” Sarah said as she got flustered.
    “You were dancing at the club.”
    “That was different. No one was watching.”
    “EVERYONE was watching.”
    “Not like you are,” Sarah said quietly.
    Standing up, he strode back over to her, “Would it help if I joined you?” At Sarah’s shy nod, he took her hand and pulled her against him, as they began to move to the music. As they danced together, he slowly moved a bit farther away, as Sarah became lost in the music. Before she realized it, he had stepped completely away as she twisted and twirled in time to the music. She is breathtaking, he thought as he watched her move.
    When the song ended, Sarah slowed to a stop, too shy to look at him. It was so easy for her to get lost when she danced and she was always embarrassed when she saw people watching her. Vitaly tilted her chin up with his fingers as she slowly opened her eyes. Innocence rapidly shifted to awareness when she saw the raw hunger in his eyes.
    Turning around, she lifted her hair, as she looked at him over her shoulder. “Unzip me, please?” She held her breath as he slowly drew the zipper down. Stepping away, she turned to the side as she drew the dress down her body and stepped out of it. Looking at him, she reached behind to unhook her bra before dropping it to the floor next to her dress. In the darkened room, her body was silhouetted against the lights from the city. Leaving her high heels on, she walked to the window. Spreading her legs, she put her hands on the glass, as she looked out.
    Vitaly walked up behind her. Placing his hands on her wrists, he leaned against her.
    “Your hands stay there,” he ordered. Sarah shivered as she nodded in compliance. Starting at her wrists, he ran his hands down the backs of her arms and down her back. Cupping her hips, he kneaded her cheeks as he continued down her legs. When he reached her ankles, he placed kisses at the sweet spots at the top of the backs of her thighs, before sweeping his hands to the front of her legs and beginning a path up. When he reached her pelvis, he took his time rubbing her hips and lower stomach as Sarah began to pant. He made lazy circles all over her stomach as Sarah moaned.
    “Vitaly,” she said with a moan.
    “Shh, now is not the time for talk,” he told her as he continued.
    He hadn’t touched her any place sexual, but Sarah could feel herself getting wet, as his hands made her insides jump around. Stepping closer, he pressed his legs up against hers, as he pulled her back against him. He noticed that her hands were coming loose from the window but before he could say anything, she had pressed her palms back against the glass. Smiling into her neck, he kissed down her collarbone as his hands worked their way up her torso. Brushing his hands along her sides, he rubbed up her arms. As his hands worked their way back down, he placed one hand on her neck and tilted her head to his shoulder. Turning her chin, he kissed her.
    Sarah eagerly parted her lips to give him access as he deepened the kiss. Moaning into his mouth, she flexed her hands, but kept them planted on the window. Smiling, he broke the kiss as he whispered, “Good girl.” Those two words turned her insides to jelly as she trembled against him.
    Cupping her breasts, Sarah rolled her head on his shoulder as she moaned. “Do you like that?” At Sarah’s nod, he massaged her breasts as his thumbs rubbed her nipples. “Show me,” he whispered into her ear.
    Pushing her legs farther apart, Sarah took her right hand off the window and rubbed two fingers along her slit. When she brought her hand back up, he could see her fingers glistening as