Sophia’s POV: His needy slut.
“Jesus,” I whispered, my eyes rolling to the back of my head.
Ivan kept pumping two fingers, in and out, dragging them against my sensitive walls. I was panting hard, as waves of pleasure hit me over and over. “Fuck, you’re so responsive,” he drawled.
He came back this evening, just like he had promised. I had been impatient all day, anticipating his visit. I couldn’t stop thinking about the way he’d kissed me so passionately. And immediately he walked in. I kissed him like my life depended on it.
Everything felt so good with him. I knew this was a recipe for disaster, but I’ve never felt this good. I just want to live in the moment and not think about anything logical.
He grunted and lowered his lips to my entrance, his tongue lightly flicking on my clit as his fingers pumped in and out of me continuously.
He sucked on my clit so hard making my core wound up like a taut wire. Then he slipped in another finger, increasing his pace as he thrust them in and out.
I felt deliciously full, bloody hell. I couldn’t stop myself, I was rocking my hips, desperate, out of my mind, pushing myself onto his finger and fucking his hand like a sex-starved slut.
“That’s it. Use my fingers to satisfy your greedy slutty hole,” he rasped, watching his fingers disappear and reappear as I kept up the pace. “You’re so sexy, so fucking beautiful.”
Then he started rubbing my clit with his thumb as the rest of his fingers moved inside me.
I writhed and cursed at the doubled pleasure. I was so close to an orgasm, I could feel the familiar sensation in my lower half.
“Do you like what I do to you, Milaya?”
“Uhhmmffuck yessss… I do… fuck it’s so good,” I gasp and whine as his finger reaches deep inside, slightly curving up. My toes curl. My back arches.
He leans over me. “Tell me, who owns this slutty, greedy pussy,” he whispers over my lips.
I couldn’t speak, I was struggling to catch my breath, my senses were on overdrive, and my whole body was on fire.
“Go on, tell me, princess. Who owns it?”
“Oh God, f-fuck, Ivan, you… you own it. No one’s ever brought me this much pleasure,” I confessed.
“Good. You’re mine now, you belong to me,” he growled.
And I tried my best not to read meaning into that, those are just words spoken in the heat of the moment. None of that matters now, I just needed him to fuck me into the mattress.
“Fuck me, Ivan,” I blurted.
He stopped abruptly and I nearly went mad.
“No, no,” I sobbed. I reached for his hands and tried to put his fingers back in, but he snatched his hands away. “Why are you doing this?” I whined.
“Beg me,” he said with a smug look on his face.
“What?” I asked panting hard.
“Luchik, if you want me to fuck you, you’re gonna have to beg me. Beg me to fuck you until you come.”
The smug bastard didn’t forget his promise. He had promised I’d be the one to beg and right now, I’m not above begging. I felt like crying, from lack of relief, I wanted to crawl into his lap and ride him until I came on his cock.
“Please, Ivan,” I pleaded.
“Those are not the words I want to hear, beg me, princess. Say please fuck me, use me like your personal fuck toy.” Two fingers pinched my nipple. Hard.
I was uttering the words before I knew it. “Please fuck me, Ivan. Use me like your personal fuck toy. Please wreck my fucking pussy.”
He was on me as soon as the words slipped out, kissing me hungrily and fiercely while teasing and tugging my nipples. I pushed up against him. I might die if he doesn’t fuck me soon.
He moved between my legs, holding them open as wide as they could go. He watched my pussy in fascination and it made me feel so fucking good.
“You’re so wet, so fucking swollen with arousal. You’re such a needy little thing, aren’t you?”
“Ivan…”
Fuck, I hadn’t asked him to use a condom. I was safe, but Ivan sure had lots of mistresses.
As if reading my mind, “I never fuck without a condom, Milaya. But I want to fuck your pretty, slutty cunt bare. Is that okay? Hmm? Would you like me to fuck you bare?”
I nodded, rapidly. The thought of feeling his warm thickness moving inside me rendered me speechless.
He held the base of his thick cock and he slides inside me in one thrust, “Fuck, you feel so fucking good,” he groaned.
He snapped his hips forward, thrusting deeper and harder inside me.
“Fuck me harder, please.” I let out a constant string of moans as Ivan rocked his hips, pounding into me ruthlessly.
“You’re ruining me,” Ivan grunted, kissing and sucking my neck. “So fucking loud, I bet the guards can hear you. You like that, don’t you? Like everyone hearing you take my cock like a slut.”
My eyes rolled so hard, my toes curling and I moved my hips to meet his thrust. “God! You’re fucking me so good,” I moaned.
He dragged his cock out and slammed back in, repeatedly and I saw stars. As soon as he flicked my clit with his thumb, I tumbled. My stomach bunches, the walls of my pussy clamped around his dick and I fucking come.
I heard myself scream so hard from the intense pleasure my orgasm brought me. “Oh fuck, fuck, fffuck…” I hum the words over and over again while he pounds into me relentlessly, chasing his orgasm. And with a loud groan, he was coming, filling me up with his cum.
Minutes later, freshly showered after the mind-blowing sex, we lay together in bed. Just like the other day, with my head on his chest and his arms around me. I felt safe.
Which was ironic seeing as I was kidnapped by him. But I guess I’m just as fucked up and twisted.
He was first to break the silence, “I got Maxim to order some books and a TV will be set up here tomorrow,” he said as stroked my hair.
“You’re serious?”
He nods.
“Thank you.” I know I’d asked for those, but it still made me feel warm on the inside that he had kept his promise
Maybe no bad person is ever truly bad… I could get used to this side of Ivan, he doesn’t seem so bad. I’m sure he wouldn’t have been in the mafia if he wasn’t born into it.
Excuses, excuses, excuses! The logical part of me scolded.
“What are you thinking about?” he asked, interrupting my thoughts.
“Well, I don’t think you’re so bad anymore,” I answered.
He laughs loudly, genuinely amused by my statement. “Good sex twisted your brain, huh?” He mocked. “I’m not a good man, Sophia. I kidnapped you for a reason. And like you always say; I kill people.”
I rolled my eyes at him, “I know all that, I’m just saying you have a good side to you. Even if you don’t want to admit it, I see it.”
“If you say so, luchik,” he replied with a glint of amusement in his eyes.
“Why do you call me things like ‘luchik’ and ‘solnyshko’?” I asked genuinely curious.
His eyes scan my face. “Your eyes and hair shine bright like the sun and they make you as beautiful as the ray of light that shines during sunrise,” he answered simply.
I blushed hard, I wasn’t expecting him to say that. My heart swelled in my chest with affection.
Before I could stop myself, I kissed him softly. When we broke apart for a few seconds, he was gently touching my cheek as he looked at me like I was… precious.
He clears his throat, bursting the bubble we had created. “I’ll be traveling to Norway tomorrow for my mum’s birthday.”
A pang of pain shot through, “Will you be gone for long?” I couldn’t help but ask, I was so used to being with him these days I couldn’t imagine being without him for a long time.
“I’ll be gone for four days.”
And because I can’t keep my fucking mouth shut. “When you said I belong to you now, what did you mean?”
“You’ll be mine for as long as you’re here until I’m ready to send you home,” he said simply.
A wave of sadness hit me as my heart dropped. I didn’t know what I wanted him to say, but that wasn’t it.
God, I’m in so much trouble.