Being shocked by Anastasia was not uncommon for me. But as her delicate fingers reached for the front of my jeans, I froze. My body didn’t want to stop, my mind didn’t want to question it but I had to. One of us had to make sure she was thinking clearly.
Was she serious?
Here?
Now?
“We could go…” I resume my assault on her chest, pulling down the material of her dress and her bra even as I say the words. I meant them but I prayed that she wouldn’t take me up on the offer. But if she did, she needed to do it quickly. I was so close to not being able to turn back.
Peppering kisses around her breast, my tongue caressed her nipple before capturing it with my mouth. Anastasia moaned as I lavished her chest, with a light scrape of my teeth I released it with a pop. I took a second to soothe it with my tongue before moving to her other breast, making sure to give it the same attention.
Her hand dipped into my boxer briefs and wrapped around my cock, pulling it out and rubbing the tip against her clit.
I pulled back to rake my eyes over her. Under the limited glow of the streetlight, I saw the fiery desire dancing in her eyes. Even in the darkness, I could feel her need, radiating off her like a heat coming at me in waves. I felt it in every fiber of my being.
Anastasia continued to slide my cock through her slick folds. Taking control, I grabbed her hand and released it from duty. I took hold of myself and positioned myself at her entrance. Her pussy was dripping with need. A need for me, a desire that only I could sate in her. One hard thrust and I couldn’t move. I held myself inside of her, afraid to move too quickly and blow my load. If I wasn’t careful this could’ve been over a lot sooner than I wanted.
Her walls gripped me tight, only making it that much harder for me to control myself. I buried my head in her neck and began kissing a path as I slowly withdrew.
Hands gripped my shoulders as Ana held steady. I slammed into her again, this time beginning a continuous rhythm.
Slow and steady.
I squeezed her ass in my palm as my other hand moved to steady myself on the wall behind her. Her head fell back to rest beside my hand. “Fuck.” I breathed as her walls squeezed around me.
“Feels so good,” Ana moaned as her nails dug into my shoulders. Her voice turned me to fucking granite as I hammered into her, the sting of her nails only spurring me on. Thrusting in and out of her, I couldn’t control myself.
“So.” Thrust. “Fucking” Thrust. “Good.” Thrust.
In the cool night air, I felt a bead of sweat roll down my temple. Her body heat and mine mixed to the point it could be mistaken for a sauna.
“Open your eyes. I want you to look at me.” I didn’t need to tell her twice. Her eyelids flickered, opening to show me her gorgeous blue eyes. I wanted her to look at me, watch me. Watch who was making her body feel this pleasure. I needed the satisfaction of knowing that tonight when she crawled into bed, my face would be the one she saw.
“I’m close, I need you there with me baby.” My breath hit the skin on her breast before I stole her nipple into my mouth. She squeaked in response, moaning as the walls of her pussy clamped down around me. Her orgasm hit suddenly, her body convulsing around me, tipping me over the edge as I chased my own ecstasy.
We rode the wave together, groaning at the feel of her weight in my arms. She moaned my name and I groaned as my release filled her.
As I finally caught my breath, her pussy quaked once more. I waited a minute as Ana caught up. I watched, like a predator as her heavy breathing lifted her chest, taunting me with its rosy peaks. Slowly I pulled out and tucked myself back into my jeans. I hated the feeling of that lost connection immediately. I fixed her panties back into place and pulled her bra and top up to cover herself.
A small smile graced her lips as she gazed at me. The look of pure happiness on her face had me returning her smile. Arms still wrapped around her, I kissed her with all my might. With this one kiss, I wanted to convey all the emotion she stirred up in me. The love, anger, jealousy, lust - everything. “I love you,” I whispered against her lips.
“I love you too. I promise I’ll come home to you.”
“You know I’m only here to look out for you, right?”
“I know. It’s what you do. You’re my protector, and I’d be lost without you, Nikolai.”
I held her in my arms a few minutes longer, not wanting the moment to end. Because when it did, I knew I’d have to let her go and continue down whatever path she was on. This was an unexpected detour but unfortunately, it didn’t change her direction.
When I dragged Anastasia off the street, this wasn’t what I’d been expecting. Mainly I just wanted to talk to her about the fucking date she’d just been on.
Oh shit. She’d just been on a date with her arranged fiancé. I felt smug, I would’ve loved to laugh in his preppy face. She was my little minx.
I’d forgotten that Anastasia didn’t know that I was still in the city. Oh well, I supposed my cover was definitely blown. And it was a good job I stayed too. A knock out like her walking the streets late at night, that was just asking for trouble. She was just lucky I found her first.
“Please. No more walking around late at night by yourself.”
“Nikolai, you worry too much. Besides, I doubt there’s anyone scarier than you roaming these streets.” Her smirk is the devil’s kiss. Like I said, she was my little minx. “And now that I know you’re following me; I have no motivation to listen to a word you say.”
