Christ, I need her.
It’s a primal hunger, a need that’s been gnawing at me since I first laid eyes on her. She gasps into the kiss, her soft body melting against mine. It’s as if every nerve in my body is on fire. I grab her waist, pulling her closer. I want to taste every inch of her, every sweet spot that makes her moan and squirm. My cock throbs at the thought, begging for release.
She returns my kiss, her breaths deep, her desire just as wild as mine.
That’s my girl.
With a swift tug, I pull at the towel around my waist, and it drops to the floor, freeing my cock. Her hand instinctively snakes down my body, making its way to my now-exposed erection. The moment she grips it, a surge of pleasure shoots through me, making me groan.Damn, she has no clue of the effect she’s having on me.
Moving quickly, I pin her against the cool, slick tiles of the wall behind her, my free hand lost in the silk of her hair, my cock rock-hard and pressing into her lower belly. She’s all heat and curves and innocence under my touch, and her soft gasp sends a thrill through me.
“Luka, please,” she breathes, her hand wrapping around my cock. I have to grit my teeth to hold back the growl of pleasure.
“Jesus, Sophia,” I grunt, my hips bucking into her touch. Along with the heat of her hand and the sight of her blushing while touching me – it’s a heady mix. Too goddamn much.
My towel’s on the floor, forgotten, my need for her making any pretense of modesty pointless. Her eyes are wide as they flick between my face and my cock, and the innocence there only ratchets up my desire.
As my body grinds against hers, her breath hitches, and she releases a choked sound, half-moan, half-whimper, that sends a wave of heat through me.
“Oh God, Luka,” she gasps, her blush spreading from her face to the neckline of her nanny uniform.
She’s a wet dream come to life.
I can’t hold back the growl of pleasure that slips from my lips. She’s mine, and a primal part of me wants to mark her, claim her in the most primitive way possible.
“You really looking to mess with trouble,krasotka?” I growl, my tone thick with need. “If you are not ready for the burn,you should have stayed the hell away from me.”
Chapter 5
Sophia
“Icame here for Yulia,” I snap, though my voice quivers, betraying the lie. “Not to…to…”
Fuck you. God knows I am so horny right now.
I’ve got no business in Luka’s private gym, I know it, but I can’t help myself. Word around the house is that he’s been cooped up here for days. Yulia’s been asking for her big brother, her face going all teary-eyed at night.
Or maybe I’m just trying to fool myself. Maybe it’s me who can’t stand his absence anymore.
Yes, I fucking miss him.
The truth is, I want him. I want all of him.
And here he is. Fresh out of the shower, muscles rippling, water dripping down his goddamn perfect body. His hard cock pressing against me.
His hands are on me, pulling at the buttons of my uniform, stripping it away with no niceties. His fingertips trace the edge of my bra, then it’s gone, and I’m standing there topless, my nipples hardening under his intense gaze. Heat pools in my lower belly, my pussy clenching in anticipation.
“You—”
He silences me with a rough kiss, his hand tangling in my hair as he pulls my head back to look at him. His eyes are ablaze, a mix of lust and something else, something darker.
“Do you like pain,krasotka?” he repeats, his voice a low growl.
I swallow hard, unsure of how to respond. It’s an intimate question, and it feels raw and exposed to discuss it here, in his private sanctuary, with his naked body pressing against mine.
“I…I don’t know,” I finally confess, feeling a blush heat my cheeks.
He lets out a chuckle, low and wicked. “Well,krasotka,I think it’s high time we find out.”
