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He lifted his head, grinning up at me before dropping it to continue licking down to my pussy. I drew a deep breath and held it as his tongue found my clit. Mr. Levin was quite proficient at using his tongue because he had me dying in moments, crying, pleading, and screaming for him to just pleasefuck me.
He completely ignored me, taking his time to flick and lick my rapidly swelling clit until the feeling was too much for me. I jerked my hips up, shaking and shuddering as I covered his face with my nectar.
I’d have been embarrassed if I had the energy for that. But no, I was weightless. He sat up and licked the shine from his face. I would have been worried about his reaction, but he was clearly pleased.
He took both my hands in one of his, pinning them on the headboard as he loomed over me. “Put your legs around my waist,” he ordered, and I tried to move my lethargic body to obey. I was throbbing in anticipation as he guided his dick into me.
I let out a long, drawn-out, relieved groan as he finally,finally,breached me, breaking me apart and stretching me until his balls were snugly seated against my entrance. I was crying with joy and frustration as he stilled, not moving for a while.
“Please,” I repeated over and over. “I need you to move. Please, I’mbegging,” I moaned as I tried to cant my hips. He held them down ruthlessly, just watching me writhe underneath him. I could see how it cost him. The veins in his temple were standing out, his face was flushed, his fingers digging into my hips so hard they were going to leave bruises.
I loved it all. It was exactly what I didn’t know I needed.
“Alexei,” I whispered. “Please.”
“Fine,” he said suddenly and began rutting into me with ruthless, focused efficiency. It was as if he wanted to be so far inside of me I could taste him in my mouth. I shouted words of encouragement, egging him on, wanting exactly that, too.
He was moaning loudly and groaning in my ear. He let go of my hands to gather my legs together, pushing my knees right into my face so he could rut into me with increasingly erratic movements, his face and neck flushed with effort.
I was crying as he hit all my nerve endings with every thrust, causing them to jolt and send shocks of electricity to every cell in my body. I wanted this to go on forever, but I could feel myself racing towards an explosive finish. It didn’t evenoccurto me to be concerned about his pleasure. I was too busy drowning in my own.
I did want to kiss him, but my own legs were in the way. I widened my legs and bended them, taking hold of them with my own hands. “Kiss me,” I whispered.
He swooped down and took my mouth in his. The change in angle was enough to send me careening over a cliff. All at once, I was complete. The winds of pleasure buffeted me this way and that, until I didn’t know which way was up.
I could feel my insides clench around him as he filled me up. I whimpered, body shaking with the intensity of it. He bit my lip, sucked my tongue, and then placed his teeth on my neck, biting down hard as his hips shuddered and jerked and he made a long keening sound of effort, emptying himself inside of me.
We both collapsed in a boneless heap, my eyes closed, panting hard. If I had it in me to freak out, I would have, because Iknewthis was no simple hook-up. This wasn’t friends with benefits. This was the kind of shit that could destroy you forever. I was catching feelings at a rate I could not control, and it scared the bejesus out of me.
He slowly withdrew from inside of me, rolling over to land in the space beside me, his eyes closed. I felt replete, revived, and complete. Horrified, terrified, and out of my depth too. In an effort to run away from my feelings, I sat up.
“Where’s your shower?”
He pointed to a door on the far side of the room. I stumbled out of bed, weaving in punch-drunk wooziness towards it while he laughed smugly. I gave him the middle finger before slipping into the bathroom and closing the door behind me.
Of course, it was everything I ever wanted in a bathroom. The first thing I noticed was the flowerpots sitting on either side of a plexiglass wall between the shower and the toilet. I sat down on the toilet with a sigh, just looking around and wondering.
My pussy was still throbbing, and I could feel come seeping out of me. Everything was very… immediate. My legs were shaky, and my heart had not stopped pounding.
“What am I doing?” My voice was low with despair.
My sister’s face came to mind, not the distant woman she’d been lately, but the smiling naïve child who’d held my hand and trusted me to protect her. That girl was relying on me to find out what happened to her and here I was…
I shook my head, not even knowing how to define what I was doing. For all I knew, he was responsible for my sister’s disappearance. I could not afford to forget that, regardless of what I was feeling.
I stood up and stepped into the shower, turning the water up as hot as it could go. I stood miserably under the spray, letting tears of confusion and despair fall from my eyes.
I used Alexei’s expensive looking shampoo, meaning to wash all the glitter and guilt from my hair, and perhaps, to clear my mind at the same time. I scrubbed my body as if preparing for surgery. I still did not feel clean.
Wrapping myself up tight in Alexei’s monogrammed robe, I wandered back into the bedroom. The bed was unoccupied, and nobody seemed to be around. The promising aroma of coffee was wafting about the room, so I figured I’d see if I could grab a cup before I left.
I still had a funeral to attend.
I peered out of the room, following the smell of coffee, and I saw a flight of stairs. I headed towards them, passing a closed door on my way. I descended the wooden staircase, seeing a lounge area at the bottom of the stairs and realizing it was an open plan apartment.
Good. Easier to find things… and people.
I peered right then left as I reached the bottom of the stairs and saw a pair of legs sitting on a stool. I headed in that direction. But the legs belonged to a woman.
