Chapter 11 - Jenna
I stepped down in a pretty black dress that barely touched my knees. Feliks was there waiting for me. He’d watched me while I walked down the stairs, and I enjoyed the moment.
I stood in front of Feliks, and he took me in, from my head down to my toes, then gradually looked up to me again. He gulped.
He was impressed. He seemed captivated by the way I looked. I could tell from the way he could not take his eyes off me.
Does he find me pretty?
He turned around and began to walk out. Or maybe he couldn’t stand to look at me. I blinked twice as I quickly ran after him, that he was leaving me behind.
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The car pulled up at the parking lot, and the driver hurried to open the door and let Feliks and I get out of the car.
Feliks led me to the gathering. It was a social gathering often held among high society in New York.
My heart was racing, and I didn’t know why. I was nervous being around so many influential people at once.
I looked toward Feliks, and even though he wore a stern expression, having him by my side added to my confidence. I cast my eyes around the gathering. There were a few tables with people seated at them as they talked and laughed in hushed tones.
I could also see a few others standing in different parts of the room. A few people hugged each other while some drank and ate, and others were just talking.
The place was so lively, and everyone had something to do.
I kept looking around until I saw my father and his family. I was a little taken aback when I saw them.
“We can go meet your family,” Feliks told me.
It was as if he had read my mind. I could tell that Feliks thought I got along with my family. If only he knew that I didn’t care about meeting them. I would rather spend the whole evening with him alone.
We walked toward my father. Veronica’s eyes were glued to Feliks as we approached them. I could see the question all over her face, I guess she just realized that my husband was ruggedly handsome.
“The newlywed couple is here,” my father announced with a smile.
I walked up and gave him a light hug.
“How have you two been faring?”
I only smiled while Feliks was talking.
“Your daughter is a very precious gem,” he suddenly said.
I opened my mouth in shock and quickly composed myself. I wore a smile as Feliks continued to talk about me.
He held my hands and squeezed my fingers gently. “I never knew I would find someone like this in this world.”
I blushed. I hadn’t been expecting him to talk about me like that. I’d never done anything to make Feliks sing my praises so much.
I could see Veronica staring at Feliks. Her eyes were lowered, and she kept adjusting her dress. I could see how uncomfortable and jealous she was, so I flashed her a smile to twist the knife deeper.
Veronica saw me smiling at her and quickly looked away from Feliks. It was difficult for her to keep her eyes off my man. I bet she wished she hadn’t switched her role with me and had been on Feliks’s arm right now.
Veronica and I shifted to a corner while Feliks began to discuss business with my father. A few other men joined them and were now carried away with their discussion. Laura could also be seen gossiping with older women.
If we’d been close, Veronica and I would have hugged each other right then and begun to catch up, but instead, a heated silence fell between us for a while. I could feel Veronica staring at me with scorn.
“You finally got to attend the event for the first time in your life,” Veronica mocked.
“All thanks to my ever-charming husband,” I replied proudly.
Veronica gritted her teeth, and I thought she would give up, but she didn’t. “You even wore an expensive dress,” she said as she looked down at me with disdain. “It doesn’t fit. You still look like a cheap slut who was picked up from the gutter.”
“Feliks didn’t say the same when he saw me earlier,” I told her, smiling serenely. “He was captivated by my beauty and kept singing my praises. I don’t think what you say is true.”
Veronica gulped and folded her fist. I could feel her battling with her anger. Her breathing speed doubled.
“He sings my praise every single chance he gets. He even makes me breakfast in bed! I wonder how many men still love their wives to that extent.”
“Be careful,” Veronica said with a grin. “He’s still a Bratva. They’re very dangerous. Just one wrong move, and they won’t hesitate to kill you, even if you’re his wife.”
I knew Veronica was only trying to scare me, but even though, there was an atom of truth in what she’d just said. However, I wasn’t going to let it bother me.
I looked toward Feliks. He was staring at me, even as he talked with the men.
“His eyes are always on me,” I said sweetly. “Do you think he’d let any hair on my skin get hurt with how he’s looking at me?”
I noticed Veronica tighten her fist, and a grin appeared on my face. I was proud of myself. She wanted to taunt me, but I’d turned the tables on her.
“Your eyes are on my husband, Veronica,” I whispered to her. “You might want to take a break.”
I turned to Feliks again. I’d given Veronica enough for the day, and I was bored already. Feliks eyes were still on me.
I felt my heart race as I remembered that first night with Feliks. The way he slid into me, how I grabbed him tightly. I bit my lower lip and shut my eyes for a second.
I felt someone’s presence near me and slowly opened my eyes to see Feliks in front of me. A bit embarrassed, I quickly stared at his shoes; I felt like he’d read my thoughts.
“We need to talk,” Feliks told me.
He grabbed my hand and began to walk. I kept quiet and walked with him. I could feel Veronica’s eyes on us as we walked away, and I intentionally swayed my hips more.
“What do we need to talk about, and where are you taking me?” I asked Feliks.
“Why are you so paranoid?” He asked. “And impatient.”
I opened my mouth, then shut it when I realized I had no answer.
I just watched him from the side as we walked ahead. He was so charming. At first, I wondered what had given me the impression that I was to marry an old man. I smiled inwardly as we continued walking.
Feliks's palm was soft and warm; I wished he’d hold me like this forever. We approached a small room by the side, and Feliks led me inside.
He shut the door behind him immediately after we walked in, and my heart skipped. The room was nowhere near the main gathering.
It was empty, with only a reading table and a small chair beside it.
A few books were neatly arranged on the table. A small lamp by the side of the room looked old and worn.
I wondered when the last time anyone had been in here, apart from the cleaning staff, since the room seemed old but very clean.
I was still trying to take in the sight of the room when Feliks suddenly cleared his throat and brought me back to reality.
“You can think about that later,” he told me.
I looked down at my shoes again and bit my lower lip. I was short of words.
Feliks began to walk toward me slowly while I took steps backward. My heart raced as stepped away from Feliks.
He didn’t give me breathing space. He took a step forward whenever I took two steps backward because his legs were longer than mine. My back touched the wall, and I seized my breath.
He pinned me against the wall, and due to the closeness, I could feel his hard breath against mine. His body rested against mine, and I had to hold my breath. I could hear him panting.
“Do you know how badly I want you?” he asked me. “You look fucking hot, and I want to fucking fill you up with me.”
I gulped. I could feel his dick getting hard as it pressed hard against my stomach region.
“Do you know how badly it pisses me off when other men turn around to look at you?” he growled.
I gulped again, not knowing how to respond.
“Whenever they stare at you, I feel like I should grab them and rip their heads off. They have no right to stare at your hot body. You’re so sexy, and I want you to be mine alone, Jenna.”
I didn’t know why I found it so hot that he praised me aggressively. It gave me butterflies in my stomach, and I blushed helplessly.
“I want to bend you over on that table,” Feliks whispered, his lips so close that his tongue touched my ear.
I felt my heart skip a bit as he said that, and I realized that I was already fucking wet.
I wanted to tell Feliks to go ahead and fuck me as much as he pleased, but I found myself unable to speak. I’d lost my voice completely. The tension in the room was getting worse, and every second that passed made me feel even more wet.
I stared into Feliks’ eyes, and I saw that burning desire in him. That desire to fill me up with every part of him. My heart was racing in my chest as I looked into his eyes.
Before I could react, Feliks grabbed me by the hair and turned me around. He pushed me toward the table and shoved me over it, then lifted my dress and pulled my panties down. My breath came in pants as I felt his hand reach around my thigh.
Feliks teased my clitoris with his fingers for a while, bringing me to orgasm before sliding his dick into me. I gasped when I felt him fill me up.
He began to thrust gently, then slowly began to increase the pace. I grabbed the table and tightened my grip around it.
Feliks gripped my hair as he moved in and out of me swiftly, groaning softly in pleasure.
I pressed my lips together hard as I tried to stop myself from moaning loudly. The thought that I was bent over a table in a public place where anyone could walk in and see me as I was getting my brains fucked out excited me even more. I moaned loudly, prompting Feliks to go even faster as he pumped into me with his huge member.
His breath became ragged, almost like a growl, which only turned me on further. I started to push back against him, trying to get him off. He didn’t seem bothered, but he was going so fast, and I was getting close to coming again. He kept moving his hips back and forth, thrusting himself deeper into me.
My thighs were shaking and trembling at how good it felt to have him pounding into me, but I wouldn’t give up yet, no matter how close I was to climax. I was determined to hold out until the last possible second. I had no idea if the man would take mercy on me, which made me want him all the more. My body seemed to relax, and the pressure against my inner walls disappeared just when I was about to cum, making me groan in frustration, feeling too far away from the end, even though I could feel the orgasm building.
The pulling in my abdomen suddenly returned with even more force, and I let out a slight squeak, which made Feliks reach out to cover my lips with his hand. It was a tense time waiting for the finish line to hit, but it did come, and I eventually gave in and released with a loud cry. Feliks followed shortly after that, and then both of us were left panting after our second sexual encounter.