Every muscle in my body seemed to release, my back arched, and my head fell back hard into the soft pillows as I cried out.
“Fuck,” Alexei grunted once, and then fell on top of me. His cock, twitching inside of me.
We lay like that for several minutes before he heaved himself upwards.
Sighing, I could do nothing but lie there and try to catch my breath. I had just had sex.
Chapter Nine
Alexei
My eyes took her in. Her pretty, sexy nightdress was pulled down and ripped down the middle so that it bared her glistening body to me. And what a body it was—a flat stomach with large, high breasts, each adorned with a tight, rosy nipple. She was stunning, and she was—
My eyes found her face, and my contentment evaporated. She was crying. Fat tears had smudged her eye makeup and left little trails down her cheeks.
“Why the fuck are you crying?” I snapped. Why did she have to spoil everything? I knew she had cum. I had made sure of it, so why the tears? Again, I let myself look at her, and my breath hitched. There was a red smudge of blood on her inner thigh and another on my cock.
Fuck.
“You were a virgin?” I blurted and scrambled away from her to stand at the foot of the bed. Lifting a hand, I ruffled my hair, tugging at the dark strands so it stood on end. “You were a fucking virgin, and you didn’t think to tell me?”
Anger bubbled up in my chest. She should have told me becausewhat I had just done to her and the way I had fucking ploughed into her pussy had been mindless in its ferocity. If I had known, I would have been gentler. I’d have gone slower and taken more care.
No doubt Amy hadn’t told me for a reason. Because she wanted me to look bad again. Ever the martyr.
“I—”
“Next, you will tell me I was your first kiss as well?” Grumbling under my breath, I reached for my clothes and tugged them on, and she didn’t say a damn word. My head snapped up, and I blew out a breath. “You’re not serious?”
She shrugged. The movement lifted her breasts, and for a second, I let myself stare at them.
“For fuck sake, cover yourself.” Tearing my eyes away, I turned away and tried to gather my wits about me.
So, I was her first, her first kiss, and her first lover. Did it really change anything? It wasn’t like I was going to be crawling between her thighs every chance I got. This would be the only time I touched her.
So why did my mouth water at the sight of her, lying out all glistening in the scraps of her sexy underwear, like a present that was begging to be played with? Why did I want nothing more than to touch her and kiss those tears away as I explored her body more gently this time?
I’d been so rough, and she had felt so good wrapped around me. Blushing, Amy scrambled to pull the heavy covers over her nudity. Her lips trembled.
“And stop crying. All you’ve done today is fucking cry.”
“Why are you so angry at me all the time, Alexei?” she whispered. “Did I do?” her eyes darted away. “Did I do something wrong?”
I almost laughed at her. Was she really asking that question? “You want to know if I enjoyed myself?” Cocking my head to the side, I smirked. “My cum dripping out of you should answer that question for you. But you crying and snivelling all the time takes any pleasure of your company out of the equation.”
“OK. I didn’t mean to.” She scrubbed at her face with the palms ofher hand, which just smeared her perfectly applied makeup even more.
“It—” she shook her head, but I knew what she was about to say. That it had hurt, and I was sure it had. I wasn’t gentle, and I wasn’t a small man either. I would have stretched her to her limits and used her body until I was sure she felt like she was being split in two.
I knew all of this. I didn’t need her words to make me feel guiltier. I already felt bad enough as it was.
“You should take a bath and clean up. Get some sleep.”
She sat up in the bed, clutching the blanket to her breasts. Not that it really mattered. I’d seen her naked now, and the image of her body was burned into my retinas.
“You’re leaving?” Her voice wobbled.
“You don’t want me in here with you right now, Amy.” And I sure as hell didn’t trust myself to be with her. It wasn’t like I wanted her, more that I wanted to prove to her how good sex could be.
