Vera’s POV.
“Let me have one kiss, angel, please.” Harry drawl, aiming to kiss my lips. He hasn’t notice my unease.
“Wait…Harry…” I try to jerk him to a stop but Andrei’s voice cuts through my words.
“Vera?”
The harsh sound of his voice makes Harry stop his advances. With a drugged gaze, he turns to look at Andrei.
Harry gives Andrei that sneer of his and mumbles. “Hey, man. We meet again?”
Andrei only throws a quick glance his way and looks back at me again. I tighten my lips in defiance, waiting for him to burst out. My shoulders are rightfully squared, of course.
“You care to join us, Andrei?” I ask with a sneer.
As if to punctuate the whole drama, Harry mindlessly sling his hand over my shoulders, pulling me to him.
“I bet he loves what he’s seeing.” Harry gushes.
If I don’t personally know Andrei, gosh I’d have melted by the murderous look he’s giving us.
“Get your hands off her shoulders. Now.” He orders Harry.
“Man, what’s your problem? Let the girl have some fun. Give her space, you’re just her bodyguard.”
“Young man, I’ll advise you to keep off of this now and get that hand off her body.”
Harry gets torn between following his orders or keeping his hand on me. At that, I intervene.
I don’t want it to look like Harry’s weak, even though he is a no match to Andrei’s strength.
“Just wait, Harry.” I sling his hand away and peg Andrei with my fiery eyes.
Just behind us, I hear pleasurable and popping sounds and I know without looking that dicks are getting sucked.
“Woah! Vee, thanks for this party! I love the swimming pool, the best place to get my ass sucked.” Someone shouts and then I hear water splash, making it known someone jumped into the pool.
That makes me grin because it makes Andrei angry.
“Could you give us privacy please?” I speak to Harry and he backs away, shooting Andrei daggers with his eyes.
When Harry was out of earshot, I turned to Andrei and whisper-yell. “Why can’t I have peace in this house?”
“Follow me. Now.” He growls and veers on his heels, walking away.
I waste a minute or two before towing behind him. We arrive in the foyer and Andrei waits for me to come in before shutting the door.
Then. “On whose permission did you host this party?”
“Do I need someone’s permission before I host a party?” I ask, crossing my hands over my chest.
He scoffs. “On your father’s permission.”
“Correction, Andrei. David’s not my father. The last time I checked, his guardianship over me will soon end.”
The man snarls like a beast wandering in the woods. He shoots dark eyes at me but I refuse to yield.
“If you have forgotten.” I start, breaking off the silence that descended upon us. “I am grounded. So if I can’t go out to meet people, they find me here. Win-win, isn’t it?”
“Vera this is appropriate.” He barks.
I wear a surprised look on my face. Then, I burst into laughter. “Which one of them is inappropriate?”
I taunt him when his eyes trail down my body. I know what he’s thinking and I want him to hurry up and call Dad. I want him to come rushing here.
“This you’re wearing. The so-called party. And that boy again?” He cocks his brow.
“God, you’re so annoying, Andrei. What is wrong with keeping boys around me?”
Something tells me he knows I’m crushing on David or that David’s having sexual Fantasies about me. Either of these two.
“Your father hasn’t permitted that…”
“Huh…” I roll my eyes, seeming unaffected.
I start to back away. While I hook my hand on the doorknob, I sputter. “You and David’s getting it wrong. I will decide what I’ll do. I won’t allow you both to order me around.”
With that, I turn and walk away. I shake my booty in such a way that Andrei won’t miss the fact I’m throwing a drama for him.
By the time I get around the corner that’ll lead me to the pool, I steal a glance behind and see Andrei speaking into his phone.
Oh, he has already called David.
Good.
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Getting to the pool, I see Nick grinding himself over an ass. Sage is by the gazebo with the blonde, kissing and getting handsy.
As I stand there, looking around for Harry to continue our mini makeout session, I feel arms snake through me from behind.
My back gets pressed against a lean body.
“Harry?” I whisper, grinning.
“Yes, angel.” He finally manages to kiss my lips when I tilted back to look him up.
Damn, this boy, I scoff.
“I hope he didn’t
harass you like he did before?” He asks, hands caressing my body.
I utter a feverish sigh as his caressing palms trail below my titties. “No, he didn’t.”
Quickly, I clasp Harry’s uncertain hands over my breasts and let him give me a maddening squeeze.
“Shit…such a soft boobs.” He cusses, and squeezes.
He’s already high behind me. Harry blatantly nestle his hard cock on the crack between my asscheek.
He cups me again and pushes himself deeper.
“Grind me, Vera. Rock this booty on me.” He practically begs.
As if a cue, a low sensual music starts playing and I bend my upper body, my ass thrusting behind.
I press my hands over my knees and push myself sinfully against the randy boy behind me.
“Fucking shit, this ass fits perfectly well on my length.” Harry cries out.
We fall into rhythm with the music, my ass rocking sexually against Harry’s. He hisses through his teeth and thrusts his needy manhood on me.
“You’ve always wanted this right, Harry?” I ask, I’m literally purring.
I hold the back of his thighs while I bounce up and down on his cock, getting him more horny, edging him to that place of no return until an orgasm blows off.
I look behind and see Harry running his fingers through his hair.
The boy has always wanted this…always wanted to feel what having my body over his will feel like. And now he has the greatest opportunity.
I don’t blame him for not answering up immediately. I just let him savor what I give. And he does.
He rolls his eyes, fucking my ass the best way he can without us penetrating.
“Vera…you’re a killer.” The words leave his lips through clenched teeth. “And yes, I’ve always…always wanted this moment with you.”
After the words leave his lips, I straighten up with a last shimmy of my ass on him. He takes the opportunity to caress my breasts.
Then I turn and press a kiss to his lips. I work my hands down and feel his pants.
“You’re already wet down there?” I fondle his tiny cock and he hisses.
“I’ve never gone this wet for a girl before.” He whispers, looking into my eyes.
I grin at that. “Such a nice treat, right?” I taunt him, pressing in rhythm to the music.
“Super hot treat, Vee.” He tells me.
“Hmm…” A press. Then. “Why don’t you show me how hard you are, hmm?”
“I wouldn’t mind.”
Awesome, I think inwardly.
I fist his shirt and begin drawing him close to the pool. I manage to steal I look behind and there he stands, watching us while speaking into his phone.
Damn, that’s what I want. I want the information to make him come back. To see me. To go haywire. To fuck me.
To be continued…