Hearing Anna speak to Eric the other week had gotten me thinking about my and Andrei’s sex life. I didn’t want it to be boring.
Nibbling my lip, I look at the wooden coffee table. I’m not sure Ivan would appreciate me breaking it.
“Do you think it would hold me?” I asked.
“I wouldn’t have asked if I didn’t think it.”
His voice is deep, with an edge to it, almost as if he is close to losing control. Is that because of me? I sit down on the table and stare at him, waiting. Slowly, I lean back, getting comfortable, lifting my feet onto the table, spreading my legs. I’m nervous but aroused, and I’m more curious to see what Andrei is going to do.
“Very nice,” he said, standing up.
He’s wearing sweatpants, and I hate to say it, but he even makes the baggy clothes look sexy. Who could have thought sweatpants would be sexy? I sure didn’t.
Andrei pulls his shirt up over his head, throwing it onto the floor, and then shoves his pants down. He’s not wearing any boxers and so his cock springs out. He’s long and thick.
I can’t look away as he grips himself, tight and firm. He slides his hand up and down the length, and I wonder what he’d taste like in my mouth.
Licking my lips, I return his gaze. “I’d like to suck you,” I said.
He growled, stepping forward. His hand is going to the back of my neck and moving close, within touching distance. His other hand is wrapped around the base of his dick, and he’s holding it for me.
“Then have a taste,” he said.
I press my tongue to the head and withdraw. “I don’t know what I’m doing.”
“You’re doing everything right.”
Wrapping my lips around the head of his dick, I suck him into my mouth and draw him in.
“Oh, fuck!”
I stopped. “What?”
“Your mouth shouldn’t feel so good.”
I can’t help but smile, putting my mouth back on his cock and sucking him in, tasting him.
Humming around his length, I start to bob my head, loving how he fills my mouth, but suddenly he pulls out and his lips consume mine. His tongue plunges inside and I meet him, tasting him, wanting to deepen the kiss.
Andrei pulls away again, and this time he kisses down my body until he gets to my pussy, and then his tongue dances across my clit. I gasp, saying his name, repeating it, as he strokes over the pleasured bundle of nerves. It’s so intense, I can’t think straight, not that I want to. He feels amazing.
He goes down to my entrance and plunges inside, repeatedly, but it’s not enough. Andrei knows what my body wants and needs, and he brings me to orgasm, sharply, quickly, but he’s not done with me.
Andrei moves me so that I’m on my knees. He grabs my ass, spreading the cheeks wide, and he lets out a groan. I gasp as he gives my ass a slap, and then he’s balls-deep inside my pussy. From this angle he feels harder than ever before, hitting right to the hilt where it’s almost too painful, but so damn good.
His hands go to my hips, holding me in place, keeping me there as he starts to pound harder and faster.
I know I’m close to orgasm again, and he pulls out, and then we’re back to where we started, where I’m straddling his waist. Only this time, he’s inside me and I’m gripping his shoulders as he tells me exactly what to do. I’m riding him, fucking his cock, enjoying every single second of pleasure, and I don’t want it to end.
Andrei licks his fingers, moves them between my thighs, and starts to play with my pussy.
I’m so close that all it takes is a few strokes and I’m coming, screaming his name. He follows me, his hands digging into my hips as he floods my pussy. I feel every single pulse as he comes, and I wonder if we are going to make another child together.
Andrei
“What is this, Andrei?”
I smiled as I moved toward my wife. The island had been a dream and I had to say, I hated being back in the city. I’d been looking for a house, somewhere away from all the distractions of life, far from the penthouse. I’d found this beauty, in the middle of nowhere, enough land for us to build whatever we wanted, and this beautiful seven-bedroom house, complete with an en suite.
Ivan sent me the details for it. It was going for a great price. I’d already purchased it, but after a brief look at the details, I just knew Adelaide would love it. There was a great deal of security, and I was already making the necessary choices for the men who’d be guarding my wife.
“It’s a house,” I said.
“I know it’s a house, silly, but I was wondering why you’ve brought me here.” She spun in my arms and tilted her head to the side, eyes wide. I don’t know how she got prettier every day, but she did.
Kissing those tempting lips, I smirked. “What do you think?”
“Are you planning on buying this place?” she asked.
“It’s ours, if you want it.”
“What about the penthouse?” She frowned.
“I’ve still got the penthouse, but we need a real place. Not one that has marks on the floor showing where you can move. I’ve watched you. You can handle heights to a certain point. I did look at a bungalow, but I’ve got to have me some views, baby.” I kissed her nose.
“Your work is more important. Don’t you have to be present at all times?”
“I am present at all times. It doesn’t matter where I live. This means we can invite Aurora and Slavik over.”