“Already?” She bites her bottom lip as her hands spread across my chest.
“Da.” My voice is thick as I reach down and grab her ass with both hands and lift her off the ground.
I walk up the grand staircase and down the long hall until I reach the doors of the master bedroom. Once inside, I place her on her feet and then step back to strip off my suit jacket. I toss it on the chair next to me as my eyes move up and down her body.
“I wish to see you again.” I raise my chin to her dress, and she lowers her lashes and plays with the tie.
“What if I’m shy now?”
I loosen the knot of my tie and slip it off as I begin to unbutton the sleeves of my shirt. “You will not be shy around me, my krasota.” She looks up, and I nod again to the dress. “Take it off for my pleasure.”
She hesitates for only a moment while I take off my belt and toss it on the floor. I unbutton my shirt as she unties her dress and lets it fall around her like a waterfall. I step forward and take it from her and then carefully lay it across the chair. She’s standing there in heels and only a bra, and she looks mouthwatering.
I swallow and swipe away the dampness on my lip, walking around her and staring. “Leave the heels. Strip the rest.” My words are demanding, but she does as I ask, and the bra falls to the floor quietly.
I unbutton my shirt and go slowly so she can get her fill of me as well. Her eyes follow the tattoos on my chest and stomach and then lower. I toss my shirt to the floor and then strip off my pants and boxer briefs so she can see me fully naked. I palm my cock, and her eyes widen as the hard, full length juts up with need.
“Do you like seeing me like this?” I ask bluntly, and she nods. “Do you want to touch my body?” She nods again. “Will you please?”
“Um.” Her cheeks blush a dark shade of red as her hands move to cover her sex.
I step closer to soothe her. “Shh. Do not be shy, little one. I know your innocence because I tasted your fresh petals. I will teach you how to please me.”
“Okay,” she answers softly, and I kiss her. Even with her heels on she’s still a head shorter than me, and I have to dip down to touch them.
There’s a long bench at the end of the bed, and I move around her to sit on it. I place a pillow on the floor and point to it. “Kneel in front of me?” I ask, and she eagerly drops onto it.
She keeps her eyes on my cock as I reach forward and run my fingers through her dark curls.
“Now, I want you to spread your legs and touch yourself.”
“Wait, I thought you meant…?”
I shake my head. “It will please me to see how you like to be touched.”
“Then we’ll have sex?”
The smile tugs at the corner of my mouth as I lean forward and kiss her gently. “We have all night, and I will have my fill.”
Chapter Eleven
Pumpkin
His words and the soft touch of his lips to mine have my nerves starting to settle. This is all happening so fast. One second I thought he wanted me gone and my heart was breaking. Now it’s as if he never wants me to leave. Something about this man has captivated me, and I can’t stop this connection. He puts me at ease, and I find myself doing as he asks.
I slip my hand slowly down to my sex and watch as his breathing grows heavier. A small drop of cum leaks from the tip of his cock, and I can see he’s turned on as much as I am.
“Are you teasing me?” His voice is gruff now, and I think he might be fighting his own desire.
He looks like he wants to grab me and have his way with me, but he’s holding back. His hands are fisted at his sides, and in this moment while I’m on my knees in front of him, I know I hold all the power. He’s issuing the orders, but I’m all he wants and the one making him fight for control.
“I don’t think I know how to tease, to be honest,” I admit as I let out a small moan when my fingers find my clit.
“Your every breath teases me, krasota.” He makes me feel as if I’m some sexy goddess dropped down in front of him.
“Now use your other hand to spread the lips. I want to see you play with your hard little clit.” He sits in front of me with his legs spread, and I do as he ordered.
More cum leaks from his cock, and my nipples are aching. I’m so close to coming, yet it’s still not happening. He slowly strokes himself as he watches my every move. I want to please him—no, I need to please him. Something inside of me is screaming to do everything he demands.
I’ve touched myself before and gotten off, so right now it should be easy. I’ve never been so turned on in my life, but the orgasm holds itself back. It’s almost as if I’m too turned on, if that’s even possible.
“Miller,” I beg him, and he motions for me to come closer. He lifts me easily so that I’m straddling him instead of on the floor.
“I’m sorry, I tried. I really did.” My head drops as his hand comes up, and he runs his fingers through the waves in my hair. His big palm slides down my neck and between my breasts, and it’s like lightning everywhere he touches.
“I know, little one. I’ve never seen anything so desirable. “
“But I didn't—”
He cuts me off with a kiss. When his lips touch mine, my whole mind shuts down, and it’s only him and me. I didn't know it could be this way with someone, and now that I’ve found this, could I possibly ever leave it?
I rock against his cock, and the hand in my hair tightens. “Are you trying to get off by using my cock for your pleasure?”
I whine in answer as my hips move of their own volition.
“I didn't tell you that could rub your pretty little cunt on me.”
“I’m sorry.” I bite the inside of my lip, but I don’t stop.
There is something swirling in the air between us. I’m not sure what it is, but I know I love it. His rough orders and the dirty way he speaks to me, it’s like a secret between us. I find myself pressing my chest against his so we can be closer.
He leans down and sucks one of my nipples into his mouth, then takes his time circling it with his tongue. When he grazes it with his teeth, my whole body heats. I want to explode with pleasure, but still I stay on the edge, ready for whatever he gives me.
He stills my hips, and I should get an award for not trying to rock against his cock. It’s right against my clit, and I know it wouldn't take much to send me over into orgasmic bliss.
“Use me, krasota. Then it’s going to be my turn to use you.” His accent is so thick now it’s hard to understand, but there’s no mistaking his need. I rock against the turgid length, and he doesn't try to control my movements. My thighs are burning, and my hips are moving fast as he lets me take what I want. His hands are everywhere, like they are trying to trace each line of my body, and I lose all thoughts beyond the connection of his hot cock against my clit.
“Let me watch you cum,” he whispers in his heavy voice, and I gasp.
The orgasm finally hits me, and Miller says something in Russian that I don’t understand. He grips my hair and yanks it back as I ride up and down his hard length. As I try to catch my breath, he pulls me in for a kiss and thrusts his cock between my pussy lips. The orgasm is drawn out of me for so long that when I feel the warm spray of something on my skin, it takes me a moment to realize he came with me.