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“Thank you for that,” I whisper. “For the time with my father.”
Warmth radiates from his body as his hands trail up the backs of my bare thighs, setting my pulse to a gallop.
“You have nothing to thank me for. You’re risking everything for me, and what have I given you?” He leans forward, his forehead resting heavily on my belly. His palm continues to caress the length of my thigh, squeezing my flesh, his calloused palm stroking my sensitive skin. When he speaks again, his voice is raw. “I’m not a good man, krasotka.”
“I don’t want a good man.” My thighs press together, needing more. Needing all of him.
Andrei has done awful things, committed crimes I don’t want to know about. Darkness pulsates from him, but I also know there is another side to this man. He sees my potential; the woman hidden underneath all the layers of responsibility and family obligation. Maybe that’s why he understands me so well. He carries similar burdens. He’s pushed me to become a different version of me, a better version. A new woman is emerging and in her place is someone with the strength and fortitude I never imagined I’d possess. Whatever lies between us, we’ve only just scratched the surface of what it could be.
His anguished gaze meets mine. “You were right to push me away. Tell me you want nothing to do with me. I’m no good for you, baby.”
He sounds mad—mad at me for choosing him when he’s clearly not my white knight in shining armor. He’s the villain who will pound me raw and let me loose into a viper’s den. But I’m not a damsel in distress, and I’ve made my choice.
“I know, and I still want you.” My words come out in a breathless moan, as his skilled fingers slip under the hem of my dress, pushing inside of me without warning. Lightning lashes in my veins as he plays me like a musical instrument, fucking me slowly, intently. His thumb dances over my clit.
“What have you done to me? You make me crazy,” he growls.
One big palm curves around my jaw, pulling my head down. Our tongues slick together while his clever fingers continue brushing over my most sensitive skin, igniting every nerve ending in my body at once.
Feeling bold, I pull away and drop to my knees on the grass in front of him, mesmerized by the outline of his cock against his pants. “I want to take you in my mouth,” I rasp.
His responding groan makes his hunger for me clear, but the wary way he watches me stops me in my tracks. The lines of his face grow tight as I rest my hands on his powerful thighs. I look up. He’s in charge now and I’m at his mercy and command—it’s beyond exhilarating. He unzips his pants and lowers them just enough to reveal his glorious manhood. God, he’s big.
“Is this what you want from me?” His voice is a low growl, his amber eyes flecked with darkness. I nod, desperate to taste him. A shining bead of moisture wells up around his crown, and I eagerly chase it with my tongue.
“Not so fast.” He pulls me off him. “Hands behind your back. Keep them there, or you’ll be punished.”
His filthy command sparks fire inside me. Grasping my hands together behind my back, I look up at him, waiting for him to take control. Craving it. He grabs the length of my hair, wrapping it around his fist and pulls me towards him.
He goes easy on me at first, allowing me to set the pace. Running my tongue along his length, my saliva to lubes him up before I ease him into my mouth. I’m able to get to the halfway point before he rocks his hips, edging his shaft deeper with every thrust. With his head pitched back, a guttural sound escapes from his chest. His desperate response, the only encouragement I need to take him farther into my mouth, savoring his salty tang. But his gentle pace gives way to far more urgent thrusting. When his impressive length hits the back of my throat, my gag reflexes kick in, and he stills.
“Relax. Breathe through your nose… yes, that’s it.” He makes little sounds of encouragement as I slowly relax my throat while he continues to buck up into my mouth, holding my head still with a grasp of my hair. “You’re such a good fucking girl.”
With his free hand, he brushes his knuckles along my jawline, then the shell of my ear. Encouraging me. One touch so gentle, the other rough. He’s showing me the two sides of his personality, the yin and yang, and I am captivated by the sum of his parts.
The muscles in his chest ripple with strain as he holds me in my place, languorously fucking my mouth. As he builds towards a steady rhythm, Andrei groans low and deep. “You are doing so well. I want to watch you take my cum down your throat.”
I hum my consent. I never thought that would sound appealing to me, but Andrei makes me crave the most debased acts. The moisture pooling between my legs is proof. My acquiescence unleashes the beast in Andrei. He pistons forward, hitting the back of my throat again and again. But this time I am ready for him. I know how to relax my muscles and breathe through my nose, making the act as pleasurable for me as it is for him.
“That mouth,” he snarls, his movements becoming more jagged, more insistent. “Those lips wrapped around my cock is just about the prettiest thing I ever did see.”
I inwardly groan at his words, my arousal skyrocketing as he fucks my mouth in the way he needs. My scalp burns with his tight grip, but I’m also learning to swallow him down like a pro. As his thighs shake, a desperate howl emerges from his throat. I may not know much about men, but I know he’s getting close to his release. For a moment, I panic. Will I be able to swallow for him?
“I am going to come for you. Swallow every last drop, krasotka.” His shaft thickens between my lips, just as he spurts hot ropes of his seed into my mouth. I try to drink all of it down, but a drop of his cum dribbles down my chin. With a heated expression, he pulls out of me, and uses his thumb to swipe the moisture off my chin and feeds it back to me.
He pulls out of my mouth slowly, his breath still coming in ragged pants as he releases my hair, stroking my cheek with one long finger as the muted moonlight from the window dances over his beautiful, strong features.
I stay where I am, kneeling between his spread legs as he tucks himself back into his pants. Hands around my waist, he lifts me up so I’m standing in front of him, two feet on the ground. He burrows his head into my neck, inhaling me deeply.
“Get inside,” he purrs. “I’m not done with you.”
Chapter31
ANDREI
I drag her back to the cabin, desperate to have her one last time. There is no gentleness as I lead her to the dining room table, pressing her back and spreading her wide. Harder than steel, I unzip my pants and push inside of her. It’s wild between us. She claws at my back and kisses my neck and murmurs things against my skin that make no sense, but still drive me insane. Her words come out in pants and sobs—telling me it’s okay, that we made a deal. That this is for the best. That whatever this is between us would never last.
We knew from the start. We agreed. It has to be like this.
