L Y O V
I move over her naked body, kissing a trail up the center of her chest. She moans, arching her back. It makes me want to sink every inch of myself inside of her. I can’t. I need her to beg me.
The craving to make her bend to my will is strong.
This is the last thing I should be doing with the woman who Andrei has ordered me to hold captive. It’s impossible to stop.
My shirt is tightly fastened around her wrists, holding her in place against the bed rails. She’s flushed a perfect pink, but I want to tinge her skin a stinging red. After spanking her before, I know she craves receiving pain and being dominated—two things I’m good at.
My cock is a steel rod as she drips onto the bed. I may have brought her to climax once, but I’m just getting started. She sucked my cock like a damn expert. The way she took every inch into her throat made me want to shoot my load right away. I can’t understand why jealousy rose inside of me at the thought of those plump, thick lips around any other man’s cock.
I kiss down her tummy with slow, soft kisses. Her body shivers beneath me as I trail to her center. She whimpers as I stop and linger over her clit, letting my breath tease against it. Milana is so fucking wet. I long to taste her again. My mouth waters at the mere prospect of doing it all damn night. “Please,” she moans, bucking her hips in an attempt to get my lips on
her.
I smile at how wanton and needy I’ve she already is. My tongue flicks
against her hard, swollen nub, and she cries out in pleasure. “Fuck.”
I love having her at my mercy. I’ve lasted under twenty-four hours, before having her naked and writhing beneath me. I slip my finger into her
tight arousal, feeling her clamp down around it like a vice. It makes me groan at the thought of having her wrapped around me tightly.
I fist myself in my other hand, longing to sink myself inside of her. Milana cries out as I lick and suck at her sensitive clit, drawing her toward the climax for the second time. My finger dipping in and out of her.
I stop licking her and undo the ties around her wrists. “On your hands and knees,” I groan.
She does as I say without saying a word. Her back arched as she bears herself to me, dripping. I part her ass cheeks and lick her right from her clit to her asshole. She gasps, feeling my tongue in that forbidden spot.
I slap her ass cheeks the way she begged me to earlier. She cries out in pleasure, flooding my face with more of her delicious juice. I flick my tongue between her asshole and center, tasting her sweet nectar dripping from her.
She writhes in my grip as I move my fingers over her sensitive clit, drawing her closer and closer to orgasm. I could do this all day. Milana is my new addiction and all I crave. Ever since I saw her on that dancefloor, I knew I had to have her.
She bucks her hips backward into my mouth as she tries to demand more from me. I dig my fingers into her hips, forcing her to submit to me. “No moving,” I growl.
She stills beneath me and releases a groan of frustration, making me smile. “Please, sir.”
“Are you begging me?” I ask. She nods her head. “Yes, sir.”
I grip her thighs harder and force her over onto her front. “What do you want?”
“I want you to fuck me, sir,” she moans.
I bring my hand down on her firm, round buttocks hard. “Naughty girl,” I groan, feeling my cock pulsing between my legs — the need to be inside of her increasing by the second. I bite my bottom lip in an attempt to hold out, pushing two fingers back inside of her.
I hook my fingers inside of her and work to force her toward orgasm quickly, kneading her pink ass in my other hand. Her pussy tightens around my fingers, warning me she’s about to come apart.
One more spank on both of her dark pink ass cheeks is enough to shatter her. Milana bucks on my hand, moaning my name in a way that drives me
insane.
“Fuck, Milana,” I groan, bringing my mouth back to her center and tasting her. I spank her ass again as she grinds on my mouth. “No moving.”
She stills like a good submissive, accepting my dominance. My cock is leaking all over the silk bedsheets as I move backward. I position the swollen head of my dick at the entrance of her slick pussy, teasing it through her folds.
I press my aching cock to her entrance using the right amount of pressure. She can feel me there, but I haven’t parted those slick lips of hers.
She whimpers as I back off, doing it over and over again. I won’t stop until she begs me again for my cock. I spank her pink ass and groan as she leaks onto the swollen head of my dick.
“Fuck, Lyov.”
Her using my name earns her a good spanking. “Call me, sir.”
There’s a moment’s pause, and I wonder if she intends to deny me. “Please, sir,” she begs.
Finally, she gives me what I want. “What do you want, baby?”
She bucks her hips, pushing against my cock in an attempt to sink me inside of her. I grab hold of them hard, making Milana still. “Tell me what you want, Milana.” I grab her hair, forcing her to arch her back. My cock rest between her ass cheeks and against her puckered asshole.
“I want you, sir,” she moans as I kiss the column of her neck.
“Be specific.” I yank her hair harder in warning, and she moans even louder.
“I want—no need your cock,” she pants.
I can’t hold on any longer. The beast inside of me rises to the surface, hearing her beg me for my cock. I groan, thrusting every inch inside of her without warning.
A primal part of me kicks in as I lose all control. Usually, I’m in control, but my brain has lost all reasoning. All I can focus on is her warm, tight heat encasing me.
Her thighs quiver as she moans deeply, coming almost instantly. Milana’s pussy tightens around my cock, and her already soaking wet pussy floods with more of her sweet cum. I spank her ass again as I move in and out of her with forceful thrusts. Every stroke, I find the depth of her—going as deep as physically possible.
The slap of skin against skin echoes through the room. I’m so deep that my balls hit against her clit each time. My fingers sink into her hips as I drag her against me.
“Fuck me hard, sir,” Milana moans, spurring me on.
I grunt as I fuck her even harder. It’s impossible to know where I end, and she begins. The need to become one with this woman I hardly know drives me.
“Oh my God,” she cries out as I force my painfully hard cock to hold
on.
I growl as she arches her back, driving me even deeper. Rough sex turns
me on like nothing ever can, but usually, woman aren’t into it this much. Milana seems to crave it harder and faster. It’s as if we are made to fit together.
I sink my fingertips harder into her hips—hard enough to bruise. She bucks her hips more. The woman loves pain as much as pleasure, and it makes me crave her more. The moment I looked into her eyes, something shifted.
I’ve never wanted a woman the way I want her. My attraction to her is deep and primal and impossible to resist.
Milana throws her head back and bucks her hips, driving me harder and deeper with each stroke. I grunt, circling my arms around her waist and holding her still. She moans deeply, enjoying being restrained by me. This woman loves being controlled and I love controlling. “I’m in charge, baby,” I mutter into her ear.
“Yes, sir,” she purrs.
Damn. This girl knows how to wind me up. I grunt, lifting her onto my lap. “Ride me,” I order, spanking her full ass. She groans as I knead the sore skin in my palms.
Her stunning emerald eyes hold my gaze as she rises and falls on my cock. I watch her ride me harder and faster, keeping eye contact with every thrust of her full hips. The woman knows how to play me like a damn instrument.
“Fuck, that’s it, Malishka. Ride that cock hard.” I spank her ass again three times on each cheek.
She throws her head back and moans. “Yes, sir.” Her thick thighs pin me to the bed as she moves her hips harder and faster. I don’t often let women get into a position like this with me. It doesn’t play to my need to
dominate. My cock is aching to explode as she drives up and down with such force. I grip her hips, forcing her to slow down.
With one quick movement, I have her beneath me again. She gasps in surprise as I keep myself buried to the hilt inside of her. “That wasn’t very long,” she whines.
I bite her bottom lip in a warning. “That’s all you’re getting. I’m in control, Milana. Always.”
She pouts but doesn’t protest. I can see it in the way her eyes light up at my dominance that this is what she wants from me. Her eyes roll back in her head as I thrust hard into her, driving as deep as possible.
I let my hand fall on her throat, squeezing gently. Her eyes widen before she relaxes to the sensation. Once it’s clear she’s enjoying it, I tighten my hold, fucking her hard and fast. I feel the walls of her tight arousal squeezing in around me, as she begins to unfold.
“That’s it, baby. Come on my cock like a good girl,” I groan, continuing to fuck her through it.
She moans deeply as her pussy squeezes me so hard. I fall over the edge with her, releasing every drop of my seed deep inside of her.
After a moment of resting still inside of her, I roll onto my back. My heart is pounding hard and fast in my ears as I stare up at the ceiling.
What we just did was bad. I didn’t even use a damn condom. The notion of Milana getting pregnant crosses my mind, and for some reason, I relish the idea.
It’s ridiculous. I know it would be an easy way out of this mess, as Andrei couldn’t contest the truth. Milana is mine.