“Such a bad girl.” He bit my earlobe as he plunged several fingers inside my pussy.
“Oh!” The scream was ragged, forcing vibrant colors to dance in front of my eyes. As he drove in and out, taking his time and flexing his fingers, I met every thrust with one of my own.
The sensations were like bottle rockets, leaving my body and mind in a state of nirvana. I was lost in the moment, enjoying the dazzling tension building, another wave of intense heat.
“So wet. So tight. All mine.”
I adored his barbaric words, the hunger that emulated from every action he made. All I wanted to do was please him. Using the strength of my leg muscles, I pushed him back, turning swiftly until I was able to face him. “This morning, you don’t have control.”
“Is that what you think?” he asked as he raked his hand down my wet strands of hair. The way the beads of water accentuated his eyelashes was stunning, drawing me in. It was as if he was vulnerable at this moment, not the savvy and dangerous man I’d come to know.
“That’s what I know.” Purring, I kissed his cheek, brushing my open mouth to his jaw, barely darting my tongue against his skin. I could never get enough of the taste, so manly, so evocative.
“Be care, little girl. You forget who I am.” While he issued the words in a commanding tone, his shuddering body and closed eyes gave him away. He was finally letting go, allowing the shared moment to occur.
My eyes never left him as I pressed a series of kisses down his neck to his chest, using my fingers to caress his hard-bodied muscles as I dragged my tongue in exploration.
He murmured several words in Russian, further encouraging me in what I was doing. Even his mouth was twitching, as if the anticipation was driving him to madness.
I slowly dropped to my knees, blowing across the bulbous tip of his cock. So swollen. So infused with blood, veins popping out along both sides of his shaft.
“Do not tease me,” he instructed, his hand finally fisting my hair.
I merely laughed and repeated the move before darting my tongue across his sensitive slit. His legs were split apart, his chest heaving as I rubbed my fingers up and down his thighs. As I licked down the side of his cock, merely darting a single swipe across his balls, his grip tightened.
“Fuck. You are one…” Unable to finish his sentence, he lolled his head against the marble, his muscles tensing.
“I know,” I breathed and eased my hand around his swollen testicles, rolling them between my fingers, squeezing until he moaned. I couldn’t wait to wrap my lips around his cock. My heart racing, I slid my lips down the underside of his shaft until I took a portion of his sac into my mouth. The taste of him was even sweeter.
“Jesus!” he exclaimed, issuing a series of animalistic sounds.
I was on fire, sucking on his balls as I pumped the base of his cock, twisting my hand and creating the kind of friction I knew was driving him crazy. When I knew he couldn’t take much more, only then did I drag my lips and tongue along his shaft, engulfing his cockhead, sucking with verve.
As I took him down an inch at a time, his cock swelled even more. My jaws ached as my tongue never stopped moving back and forth. When the tip hit the back of my throat, he thrust his hips forward, refusing to give up any concept of control.
I gripped his leg with one hand, digging my fingers in as he fucked my mouth, the action brutal but beautiful in nature. As I wrapped my hand around the base, pumping in rapid actions, I knew he was already close to coming.
Aleksei dropped his head, his wide eyes staring at me. He’d become the primitive animal, a man hungering for his mate.
His cock filled my throat and as I tightened my jaws around his shaft, he let out an intense roar.
“Not. This. Way.” His dark words echoed in the dense space as he reached down, grasping me under my arms and yanking me into the air. He jerked me closer, the tip of his cock easily sliding into my pussy.
“Oh. Oh!” I wrapped my legs around him, struggling to hold on as he pumped several times, using every ounce of his upper body strength. Then he flipped me around, shoving me hard against the marble, stealing my breath.
“I take you my way.”
I planted my feet against the shower door, one hand gripped on his shoulder, the other thrown back, clawing at the wall. Stars floated in front of my eyes as I continued to try to catch my breath. Everything about this was primal, the lust I felt boiling over.
For the next few minutes, he drove long and hard, pulling out almost completely then slamming back inside. The brutality of his actions was powerful, his strength heightened by a heavy dose of adrenaline.
And raging desire.
Nothing was going to stop him as he filled me, and the ticking seconds were like flashes of ecstasy.
“Oh, God. Oh…” I struggled to keep my hold, my hair a tangled mass, falling into my eyes. Even as my feet slipped, I smashed them against the glass, gasping for air.
My pussy muscles ached from the thick invasion, yet I squeezed, clamping around him.
He placed his hands on either side of my head, lowering his until our lips were almost touching. “Never forget how much I love you.”
I couldn’t help but feel a hint of sadness in his words. Another goodbye. Another stolen moment.
I wound my fingers in his hair as he crushed his mouth against mine, simply holding me as he bucked harder and faster.
Our combined moans as the orgasm swept through me were enigmatic, my body tingling and my mind rushing to the exacting moment of raw ecstasy. As he exploded deep inside, the rush filling me with his seed, I’d never felt happier or more terrified in my life.
The hell wasn’t over.
I heard the same giggles as the night before floating through the house. The shock of learning he had a child had certainly shifted our relationship. I hadn’t expected anything of that nature, but so many of Aleksei’s behaviors made complete sense. He was a very protective man.
“Are you ready?” Aleksei asked as he carried a single suitcase down the stairs.
“As I can be.” I had no idea what I was doing or how I was going to get through the next few days; hell, even weeks. I’d been given no additional details.
“Then we should get going.” He eased the suitcase on the foyer floor, lifting Dimitri into his arms. “You’re going on a trip, little buddy. I know how much you love the beach.”
“Yay! Can we play in the water, Papa?”