When I opened my mouth without being asked, he smiled down at me. Stepping forward, he brushed the head of his dick against my lips. I flicked my tongue out and swiped at him. I heard air hissing between his teeth as I sucked him gently, just the tip of him, and swirled my tongue along the sensitive underside of his cock.
He groaned and sifted his long fingers through my hair. Gathering a handful in one hand, he started to slowly pump his hips. I gazed up at him and was shocked to see such utter adoration etched into his face.
Relishing the way he looked at me, I bobbed up and down on his shaft. I painted his skin with my tongue and sucked him deeper and harder. The subtle rock of his hips pushed his cock against my tongue. Humming around him, I took more of him into my mouth.
He grazed his fingertips along my jaw. "Do you want me inside you now?"
I let his hard cock slip free from my mouth. "Yes."
"I can't promise that I will be gentle. I'm on the edge, Lena."
I sucked him into my mouth again and held his gaze as I took him long and slow and deep. When I released him, he shuddered. Nestling my cheek to his thigh, I whispered, "I don't need gentle tonight. I just need you."
He reached for my hand and helped me stand. With his fingers still tangled in my hair, Yuri claimed my lips in a possessive kiss. I could feel his trapped cock throbbing against my belly as he plundered my mouth. When he guided me down to the bed, I went willingly.
He knelt on the edge of the mattress and ripped open a condom packet. After he sheathed himself, Yuri moved between my open thighs. Planting his hands on either side of my head, he dipped down to kiss me. I wiggled my bottom until our bodies were perfectly aligned. With one rough thrust, Yuri entered me.
"Ah!" Head tipped back, I bared my neck to him as he rocked in and out of my slick channel. I was so damn wet and excited that it eased the sudden thrust of his huge cock. He took advantage of my bared neck and gave me a love bite that drew a yelp from my lips. My pussy clenched around his massive shaft. The tight squeeze amplified everything I felt down there.
Sweeping the hair from my eyes, Yuri captured my gaze. No man had ever looked at me like that. His ravenous gaze seared my skin. He cupped my face as he drove into me. The intimacy of our coupling was raw and powerful. It occurred to me that until this moment I'd only been fucked.
But this? This was lovemaking.
And it was splendorous.
I gripped his shoulders and wrapped my legs around his waist. Yuri's powerful strokes hit all the right spots. I shivered beneath him. When he shifted the angle of his penetration, I saw the proverbial stars. My nails dug into his tanned skin and I cried out as the first euphoric waves hit me.
"Come with me," he urged and kissed my neck. "I want to feel your tight pussy milking me."
I loved the way he spoke such dirty words with that sinfully sexy mouth. Yuri's pace quickened. Snapping his hips, he slammed his cock deeper and faster. When he reached between us to rub my clit, I gasped. "Yuri!"
"Come, Yelena." His lips touched mine. "Come with me."
And I did. There was nothing I could deny this man. I came so hard I saw spots dancing before my eyes. The blissful bursts started in my core and spread through my belly and up into my chest. I cried out his name again and again, no longer caring who heard me or how my loud shrieks ricocheted off the walls and ceiling.
Yuri hammered into me one last time. His forehead touched mine as he shuddered violently. I could feel his cock, thicker and even harder, throbbing inside me as he climaxed. My name left his lips on a pleasured sigh.
As we clung together and shared tender kisses, poor Sasha lost his doggy mind outside in the hallway. His outrageously loud barks rattled the walls. When he started to scratch and throw his weighty body against the door, Yuri grunted with annoyance and reluctantly pulled away from me. He pecked my cheek and gestured to the door. "I'm sorry."
Laughing, I shook my head and smiled. "It's fine. He doesn't understand."
Yuri grumbled something in Russian as he stood. I expected him to head for the door but he made his way toward the master bathroom. By now, Sasha made such a terrible ruckus I worried the bodyguards would come to investigate. "Do you want me to let him in, Yuri?"
He paused at the entrance of his bathroom and glanced back at me. "No. He needs to learn our routine."
"But the door—"
"Can be replaced," he said matter-of-factly and disappeared into the bathroom.
Sitting up against the mound of fluffy pillows, I slipped under the covers and tugged them over my lap. The way Yuri spoke of Sasha learning our routine convinced me that he was in this relationship for the long-haul. I wasn't simply a diversion to him.
The idea that he saw a future with me filled me with such giddiness and hope. It had been a long time since I'd felt excitement like this. Right now, with Yuri, anything was possible.
When he emerged from the bathroom, he remained stark naked. Sweat glistened on his gorgeous body. I slipped out of bed to take care of necessities. Yuri finally opened the door—and Sasha bounded into the room like a bolt of furry lightning.
"Sasha!" Yuri shouted the beast's name as he narrowly escaped a nasty fall. Sasha swiped him again with his big tail and pushed Yuri into the door. "Sasha!"
When the dog caught sight of me, he rushed toward me. I put up my hands, certain he was going to bowl me over, but Sasha shocked me by stopping in time. He nuzzled my belly with his wet nose and walked fast circles around me as if trying to assure himself I wasn't injured.
Yuri gave a stern command and Sasha finally obeyed. He sat down right at my feet and leaned his big head against my ribcage. Bemused, I glanced at Yuri. "May I pet him? Does that send the wrong signal?"
Yuri shut his bedroom door and strode toward us. His lips settled into an irritated line. "I'm not thrilled by the way he ignored my commands. It's dangerous for him to be so excited and unresponsive. He could have hurt you."
"I thought he was going to hurt you." I reached out and touched his shoulder. "Are you okay? He slammed you into that door pretty hard."
He waved his hand. "I'm fine. You can pet him. I suppose I shouldn't be angry with him for wanting to protect you." Yuri ran his fingers through Sasha's fur. As if murmuring to himself, he said, "He must be able to sense how much I care for you."
My gaze flicked to Yuri's face but he was focused on Sasha's head. I scratched between the dog's ears. My fingers grazed Yuri's and we smiled at one another. "Maybe you should teach me the commands tomorrow. I know they're in Russian but I'm sure I can learn them."
"I don't think you'll have a choice. If you're going to be working here as my assistant, you're going to be alone with Sasha and Feodor. You'll need to be able to get him under control or I'll have to kennel him while I'm away since he gets so overly excited with you."
Even though I hated the idea of Sasha being in a kennel, I recognized that he was bred to tear intruders to bits. If someone innocent like a package delivery guy got too close, I didn't know what Sasha might do. Until I was confident in my ability to keep him calm and under my command, I didn't dare put other people or him at risk.
When I stepped toward the bathroom, Sasha whined and moved in front of me. With a nudge of his head, he pushed me against Yuri. Chuckling, he slid his arms around me and kissed my neck. "I like the way he thinks."