“Oh, fuck. Calling me by my diminutive name?” He grunts, going in an even faster rhythm, rubbing himself against me, pulling me tighter on top of him.
I grab his head with both hands, yanking at his hair. “I’m going to come. Stop it.”
He bites his lower lip, then lifts his head and bites mine, stretching the skin between his teeth. “That’s the whole point, baby. I want to see you shatter for me.”
“Fuck you,” I grunt, my body tightening, my spine jerking, and that familiar rush bulldozes through.
“Shh, don’t fight it.” He fists my hair tighter, his rough murmur ghosting over my tingling lips. “Don’t run away, okay? This was meant to be.”
“What the fuck are you talking about?”
“Us, Mishka. We weremeantto be.”
“There’s no us…” My voice chokes as he goes faster, precum leaking all over us.
“Yes, there is. Can’t you feel how much your body loves mine, baby?”
“Shut up…”
“You see, I went through so much fucking suffering to get you right here, so no, I won’t shut up. I’llnevershut up about how good you feel. How your cock is so huge and beautiful. Even more beautiful than I imagined while fucking Danika. That’s what I did, you know. I wanted to feel you while I was inside her, which is why I kept going on and on…andon.”
Fucking creep.
I punch him, but it’s weak because I’m already coming.
I’m coming so hard, cum splashes everywhere between us as I shudder. Yulian doesn’t react to the punch. He merely grins and kisses me as I shove my dick in his hand, using his hand as a hole until I’m spent of every drop.
Until my head is completely empty.
All I can do is breathe his woodsy, musky smell and the heady scent of arousal surrounding us.
All I can hear is the sucking sounds of our lips slamming together with the rare shout in the distance.
All I can feel is his hand fisting my spent cock, lightly stroking as he rocks his hips gently.
He pulls his lips from mine and licks them. “I knew you’d look like a goddamn masterpiece when you come, baby.”
A high-pitched ringing fills my head. I swing, my fist connecting with his jaw, then shove off him, yanking myself back and tucking my cock away from view.
I need to go.
What thehellhave I done?
I back away from Yulian, unwilling to look at him, drowning in the certainty that I’ve just made the worst mistake.
“You can run, but you can’t hide, Mishka,” his voice calls after me, not smug but challenging, as if he knows exactly what kind of clusterfuck I’ve landed myself in.
14
VAUGHN
“Where were you?”
I startle at my father’s distinct voice, my hand pausing on the doorknob in the near darkness of my living room.
Fuck.
Shit.
