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His hands start on the small of my back and then slowly slip down to my ass. The friction between us builds as his erection rubs against my inner thigh.
I break the feverish kiss we’re locked in and stare down at Kolya. His eyes are dark and filled with unadulterated desire. It’s almost enough to make me forget my self-consciousness.
“Kolya…”
He starts unbuttoning the front of my dress. My half-cup bra leaves my breasts spilling out a little, and he kisses them tenderly.
“Kolya, I—”
“Stop thinking, June.”
“We’re in a car—Driving—There’s a—”
He chuckles. “The partition is soundproof. But if it makes you feel better…” He grips me tightly as he leans forward, taking me with him. I can’t see what he’s doing, but a second later, music floats through the air. Classical and lyric-less, but it’s loud enough to make me feel comfortable.
“I want you now,” he growls as he straightens back up. “And I’m not waiting anymore.”
That’s all it takes to convince me. That and the hungry look in his splintering blue eyes. I raise my hips and he pulls down my panties, then discards them like they offended him by ever daring to cover any part of me.
He undoes the remaining buttons on my dress, gets rid of my bra the same way he got rid of my underwear, then drags a finger down my bare torso all the way to my naked pussy.
This isn’t the first time I’ve found myself completely naked before him. The first time we had sex was the same. Me—completely naked and completely vulnerable. Him—more or less completely clothed.
This time is no different. He doesn’t seem in any hurry to take off any of his clothes. The only thing he allows me to do is unbuckle his pants and unzip him free.
I hold his cock in my hand and rub it slowly, all the while keeping my eyes on him. I have to admit—despite my reservations about having sex in a moving vehicle, it’s also strangely exciting. My heart is thumping fast, drowning out all the voices in my head that wonder if this is such a good idea after all.
I expect to hear Adrian’s voice loudest among them, admonishing me for moving on so fast, just like my mother said. But there’s nothing from him. Radio silence.
I’ve heard him less and less over the last few days. It’s as if he’s disappearing altogether.
I ought to be sad about that probably. But maybe that silence is why I feel so much less guilty about what’s happening right now.
When I pull back, raw-lipped and breathless, Kolya runs two fingertips along my bottom lip. Then he forces both fingers into my mouth.
“Suck,” he orders.
I do as he says.
He watches me the entire time, and with every new suck, I feel myself getting wetter and wetter. Once I release his fingers, he slips them inside me.
I gasp, my grip loosening around his cock for just a moment as my body short-circuits. I bury my face in his shoulder and drink in that rich scent of sandalwood and vanilla.
I wonder if he tastes the way he smells, so I run my tongue along his neck to find out.
He doesn’t.
He tastes even better.
“Fuck,” I moan as his fingers slip deeper inside me.
He squeezes my ass, encouraging me to raise my hips. The moment I do, he pulls me back down on his lap, sinking into me in the same breath.
I cry out as he fills me up with one savage thrust. Maybe the running water from our encounter in the shower had distracted me from just how big he is, because this time, I really feel it. Every inch of it.
For half a minute or more, I just sit there on his cock, getting used to his girth. Then, when I can finally breathe again, I start moving, raising my hips and then lowering them back down again and again.
I go slow until I get a good rhythm going. Once I do, it’s impossible to take it slow anymore. I ride him hard, slamming myself down on his length. Each thrust sends more adrenaline skittering through my veins. He burns beneath me. A furnace of brutal, all-consuming heat.
