His eyes widened as he pulled back and rose quickly. He held his head as he turned and walked towards the table.
Getting up, I moved to him. “Kolya,” I whispered. Wrapping my arms around him, I placed my hands on his chest. “Please don’t be angry.”
His hands grabbed mine as he replied. “You’re a virgin. Why didn’t you tell me?” Pulling my hands off his chest, he turned, looking into my eyes. I could see the concern in them.
I had no idea why it upset him. “I didn’t think it was a big deal,” I said, shrugging.
He held my hand as he pulled me back to the couch. He sat down, pulling me to sit next to him. He glanced at my hand as he softly caressed my fingers. Then he let out a deep sigh before speaking. “Your first time should be different. Special, something you want, with someone you care for. You don’t have to do this because I forced you to marry me.”
Placing my free hand under his chin, I lifted his head. “I want this. I want it with you, and now is the perfect time,” I said, staring into his eyes. “Believe me when I say I want this with you. It’s not about forcing me anymore. I want you!”
He sat searching my face for a moment before replying. “Okay, if you are sure this is what you want.”
Leaning in, I kissed him a little harder. Moving quickly, I got into his lap. He pushed one hand through my hair, staring into my eyes. Biting my lower lip, I fluttered my eyelashes. My entire body was screaming for his touch.
Kolya sat up, kissed me hard as he lifted me to position me correctly on his lap. I felt his cock throbbing at my pussy’s entrance. I lowered myself onto him slowly. This time it wasn’t as painful, just uncomfortable.
Moving up and down his shaft, I controlled the pace. Kolya lay his head back, closing his eyes. I could see he was enjoying it. I started moving faster as feelings of pleasure replaced the tenderness.
Kolya took hold of my hips, lifting me a bit as he started moving up and down. Something in the way he was doing it was different. The pleasure coursing through me increased rapidly. Leaning my head back, I moaned into the air.
Lowering me, he gripped my ass tightly. Placing my hands on his chest, I steadied myself as he increased the pace. I was overcome with desire that I didn’t even realize I was digging my nails into his chest. I flung my head back, closing my eyes as my body tensed and released.
I felt my pussy tightening around his cock as I came. Then I felt him release shortly after me. Looking into his eyes, I felt tired and ecstatic all at once. He smiled as he moved my hair back behind my ear. He shifted and placed me down next to him on the couch as he regained his breath.
“Thank you,” I breathed out. “I enjoyed this.”
He nodded and got up. I watched him as he dressed. Once he was done, he came over and kissed my forehead as he spoke. “Thank you.”
I turned to grab my clothes, and when I turned back, he was gone. I hadn’t even heard the door open or close. I wondered why he left so quickly. Did he not enjoy it as much as I did? It looked like he did. I felt a bit unsure of what had just happened. Maybe he just had work to do.
I spent the rest of the day completing the files I could. He had already left when I came out of the small room. One of the guards was waiting to take me home. At home, I couldn’t find him either. I had supper alone and went to bed. It was a little upsetting, but I knew he had a lot of work to do.
The next morning, he was gone when I got up. I had breakfast alone and took my car to the office. I asked around, but no one seemed to know where he was. Everyone had different ideas. The next couple of days were all the same with no Kolya in sight.
Then, as I arrived home on the fourth day, I found him on his way out. I was excited to see him. But as I entered the house, he was on his way out. “Where are you going?” I asked, confused.
Kolya gave me a tight kiss on the cheek as he replied. “Sorry, I have work issues I have to handle.” I watched as he walked out and left.
My heart felt heavy. The sigh that escaped pronounced it clearly. After my normal evening routine, I lay in bed wondering if I had done something wrong. I felt so bad, I battled to sleep.
In the early morning hours, I convinced myself that I had nothing to do with his actions. He may not have enjoyed it or had regrets, but I didn’t. I tried telling myself it was a mistake. But couldn’t get my mind or body to agree.
Closing my eyes, I could still feel him. It felt right and good. I felt we had connected on a new level. The way he filled me… I sighed, turning my head into my pillow. The way his muscles pulled as he lifted me, the way he held me, his tender kisses, it all felt right.
I felt warmth run through me as I thought of him. I had to open my blankets for some cool air. His abs were so firm, so delicious. Closing my eyes, I drifted off. I woke up shocked. Looking around, I noticed I was still in my room.
Sitting up, I rubbed my face. That dream felt so real. I was sweating. Looking down, I noticed my bedding was also soaked. Getting up, I pulled it off the bed, taking it to the bathroom as I went to take a shower.
Opening the shower, I let the water run as I undressed. Even my panties were soaked, which was new to me. As the water ran over me, I couldn’t help but remember my dream. The way he touched me. His soft, tender lips, his hands exploring my body.
Spreading my legs slightly, I rubbed my pussy with one hand. Using my other hand, I steadied myself against the wall. The warm water running over my body as I played with my pussy was soothing. I couldn’t help myself. I had to. I wanted more of him. The feelings were so intense during my dream, I had to do something. I moaned lightly as I came.
Never in my life had I felt so good and relaxed. I finished my shower and had breakfast alone. I had no care in the world. I was sure Kolya had left for work and wasn’t worried. It wouldn’t be the first time we hadn’t had breakfast together.
But over the next couple of days, I became suspicious. I had only seen him briefly, and then our conversations were basicgreetings. I understood he was a busy man. But it was coming to a point where I felt he was ducking me.
It’s been a couple of days since we slept together. I was outside enjoying his garden when my phone rang. Checking it, I saw it was Melody. I swallowed hard. I didn’t want to answer. Everything was crazy and so mixed up. But she kept calling over and over. Eventually, I answered. “Hi, Melody.”
