Shifting again, I pushed up from him, straddling his body. “I was kind of hoping you’d say that.” He watched with a primal leer as I ripped off my shirt, tossing it aside.
“Goddamn, you’re beautiful.” Cupping my breasts, he flicked his thumbs back and forth across my already taut nipples. “How did I get so lucky?”
“Don’t forget that.” I unbuttoned the last three buttons on his shirt, yanking both sides open. As soon as I pressed the palms of my hands on his heated skin, we both moaned.
He struggled to sit, somehow managing to tug his shirt over his head, tossing the material aside. His breathing was hot and heavy, his eyes dropping ever so slowly down to my legs and back. “And all mine.”
His possessiveness was enthralling, keeping me tingling from excitement.
From there, we were frantic to remove our clothes, both laughing as we did just like we’d do if we were kids. Fearful of being caught. Trying to make the most out of our time together. When we were finally naked, I resumed the position, kneading his chest the way he was fondling my breasts.
I swished my hair across his face, laughing as I did. As I shifted back and forth across his cock, he shook his head. “You should know better than to tease me,malen’kaya babochka. I play to win.”
As if to prove his point, which was so like him, he dragged me up until I was sitting on his face.
“Shit.” The expletive slipped past my lips much too loudly. I slapped my hand over my mouth. The last thing I wanted to do was to wake Nina. Certainly not while we were engaged in sinful activity.
Sasha didn’t waste any time slipping his tongue past my swollen folds. I was forced to grip the back of the couch as my body swayed. His tongue should be listed as a weapon and I had no defense against what he was doing to me.
With every guttural sound he made, I was pushed into a trance that I never wanted to leave. He licked me fervently whilehis hands wrapped around my thighs, keeping me spread wide open for him.
I threw my head back, struggling to breathe normally as he feasted as only he could do. I was lightheaded, no longer in control of my emotions or my heart. He’d taken both, keeping them prisoner. I often wondered if he had any idea how he’d electrified me, allowing me the freedom to be me and no one else. Not the princess diva. Not the fake girlfriend. Not the superstar.
Just me.
His growls became louder and I was panting like some crazed animal. He continued to bring me close to the edge then pulled away. I was going to lose my mind if he didn’t allow me to come.
He managed to shift his hands. Still holding me, yet able to use his thumbs to further torment me. The combination was almost too much. I lost all train of thought as he ate me as if he was a starving man. This was crazy and wonderful, blissful in a way I wasn’t certain I deserved.
Yet I’d take it.
With a smile firmly plastered on my face, I could feel my toes curling as the pleasure drifted into rapture.
As the orgasm swept through me, I bit my bottom lip, squelching as much of my heavenly scream as possible. He refused to go easy on me, his tongue assaulting every inch of my pussy. My muscles clenched and released several times until it felt like I was convulsing.
I’d barely started to come down from the rafters when he pushed me back until I was straddling his waist again. Even though I could barely focus, my hand automatically found the base of his shaft. When I began to torment him the way he’d done with me, his growled his disapproval.
“Two can play at the game,” I told him.
“You think this is a game, lady?”
“I do. And I’m winning.”
“That’s never going to happen.” He wrapped his hand around mine, guiding or perhaps forcing me to comply with his wishes. He was much stronger than me, but I continued teasing him by trying to keep him from thrusting his cock inside.
His grin made me laugh and I was determined not to lose the battle.
Too bad my body didn’t want to comply. He managed to drive his cock all the way in, his thickness stretching me until I shivered all the way to my core.
The feeling of having him inside of me was indescribable. I’d tried to place why being with him was so entirely different and there was only one reason that made any sense.
Even though I’d enjoyed being with a couple of other men before, I’d never felt this strongly about anyone. I’d never wanted to remain close, to just be able to do nothing more than to touch each other. Or be in the same room with him.
This man had allowed me to feel true love for the first time. I rocked against him, taking raspy breaths as he gripped my hips. Seeing his lips and chin glistening from my juice was filthy and delicious. I pressed my hands against his chest to anchor myself, riding him. Taking my time. Holding myself back.
His nostrils flared, his eyes as glassy as mine must seem. He allowed me to take control, doing nothing more than watching me.
The way his cock throbbed kept me feeling so full. I bucked a little harder. When I switched the angle, his cock was driven in even deeper. I had no idea how that was even possible. Strangled sounds floated past my lips and soon I was bucking like a wild bronco.
