I let my hand roam up her body, caressing her waist and breasts as our lips brush and move together. She’s warm and soft under my touch, and the way she writhes and moans makes my cock harden even more.
Cara parts her lips, her tongue brushing against mine teasingly.
I groan at the sensation, heat filling me. My hand slides down her figure, my fingers dipping under the thin fabric of her panties. The moment my fingertips glide over her center, both of us lose our breath.
Cara lifts her hips to chase my touch, moaning into our kiss as my fingertips graze her clit. “Dmitri…”
I drink in the sound of my name on her lips, my pulse throbbing hard and fast. I’m dying to be inside her. To feel all of her.
I’ve fantasized about it for far too long now.
“I’ve got you,” I whisper as my fingertips rub her in circles. I nudge her thighs farther apart as I dip my head, taking one of her hard nipples into my mouth.
Cara breathes in sharply, her head falling back. Her fingers dive into my hair, curling around the short strands as I suck harder. “God, yes…”
I move to the other nipple, my tongue teasingly circling the peak. I slide my fingers lower, slowly sinking one inside of her. “So wet for me already. I’ve barely even touched you.”
Cara tightens her grip on my hair, her thighs naturally falling open even more. “Feels good.”
Judging from how she can’t stay still or quiet, I don’t doubt that. She’s going to fall apart for me more than once tonight. And here, we can be as loud as we want. I want her screaming my name at the top of her lungs.
I push another finger inside of her as I lift my head, gazing down at her as her expression morphs in pleasure. “You feel good. I can’t wait to make you mine tonight.”
Cara nods eagerly, exhaling shakily as I rock my fingers in and out of her deep and slow. “I need you, Dmitri. Right now.”
“Right now?” I tease her as I keep thrusting my fingers into her, my heel grazing her clit with each motion.
Cara arches under me, her thighs already threatening to shake. “Yes! Dmitri, please.”
And she’s willing to beg? She’s in for a hell of a night.
I slip my hand out of her panties before tugging them down her legs. The moment they’re off, I shove off my boxer briefs and pants, freeing my aching cock.
Cara’s eyes drop to my length as I stroke myself, her cheeks flushing. “This is…insane,” she murmurs.
Her whisper makes me smile in amusement. “Why? Because I’m your boss?”
Cara gazes up at me as I hover over her with one hand planted next to her head. “That’s only part of it.”
I lean down and press a lingering kiss against her lips. “You’ve driven me crazy for too long now.”
Cara gasps as I slowly push inside her. She grips my biceps, holding on tight as I fill her. She takes me so damn well that it steals my breath away, leaving me with empty lungs and a dizzy head.
I can’t believe that I managed to resist her for so long. How the hell did I not completely lose my damn mind?
Then again, she’s part of the reason why I pulled the trigger last night. Maybe she has made me lose my mind.
I run my hand up the outside of her thigh as I start moving, thrusting in and out of her at a torturously slow pace.
Cara curls her arms around my neck, pulling me down for a heated kiss that deepens as my pace picks up. “Don’t stop…”
I cup the back of her neck, my lips brushing hers as I speak. “Not until you scream for me.”
Cara tightens her thighs around my waist as I keep rocking into her, going deeper and harder. More moans spill from her as she writhes beneath me, desperate for the pleasure. For what’s coming next.
I drive into her hard, pushing her down into the mattress. Pain lances through my back as she sinks her nails into my skin, but that only motivates me. “You’re close. I can feel you squeezing me, milaya.”
Cara’s nails rake down my back as I snap my hips against hers. “Dmitri!”