Chapter 10
Halle
Holy fuck!
As the nearly frigid champagne was poured directly on my tender pussy, my core flooded with heat. The moment was explosive.
Panting, I jerked up from the piano, trying with everything I had to stifle a scream. I certainly didn’t want the restaurant staff to come running.
I hadn’t known what to expect for the night. Granted, our hard bickering and bantering had been active flirting, but I never would have suspected something so… So carnal.
Before I had a chance to recover, Alexsey dropped his head once again, ready to take up where he’d left off in feasting on me.
Only where he’d been a bit gentler before, the gloves were now off and he was growling and slurping up the champagne.
All while my body was twisting and I was panting. The dual sensations were insane, his rough actions keeping me on the same edge of ecstasy.
I raked my hand through my hair, biting my lower lip to keep from making a single noise.
He was making enough for both of us, every noise like that of a wild animal who’d escaped.
And I loved every second of it.
My blood sizzled.
My breath was caught.
My mind was in a thick haze, enjoying the wild and crazy experience that I never wanted to end.
He pressed my knees against the piano as he’d done before, only this time his fingers were digging into my skin possessively.
Stars were floating in front of my eyes and I couldn’t stop panting.
Or laughing nervously.
He had that powerful of an effect on me. But I was letting go.
Because he’d commanded me to do so.
Every brush of his fingers felt so good.
Every skip of his scalding breath more incredible than the one before.
I was so sensitive yet still so turned on that when the scruff of his light stubble created friction, the roar of sheer bliss occurred again.
There was no holding back with the man. I was simply putty to his touch.
He’d spanked me. At first, I’d been shocked.
The blasts of pain had almost been too much.
But not only had I felt sheer ecstasy with the act of discipline, I’d fallen into a strange place where I wanted to obey him. How in God’s name had that occurred?
“Oh, God. You’re going to make me… Oh, my.”
As soon as another even more powerful orgasm thrashed my body, I jerked up almost to a sitting position. I’d never felt an orgasm this powerful.
He lifted his gaze and I could tell even through his lips and half his face were pressed into my wetness that he was grinning.
Loving every minute of driving me absolutely insane.
He refused to stop, holding me in place, even dragging my butt to the very edge of the piano so he could feast to his heart’s desire.
My breathing hitched up.
My entire body trembled.
His tongue pressed inside of me, driving me to the very precipice then pulling back.
The man knew he was driving me nuts but refused to stop. I was panting hard, like a dog in heat, the sound getting louder every few seconds.
Was he doing this on purpose, turning me into a wild woman?
Of course he was.
My body jerked, but he pushed me down, holding me in place. I slapped my hand across my mouth and tossed my head from side to side.
“Stop. Just… Oh, please.” What the hell was I saying? “I mean don’t stop. I just need more.”
“You do, huh?” he gritted out.
“Yes.”
“Then tell me what you need.”
“You.” With unfocused eyes, I peered down at him.
“Not good enough.” He licked his lips then pulled away, studying me with all the ferocity of a lion.
“What? Really?” Was he kidding me?
“Tell me exactly what you want or you won’t get it.”
Huffing, I almost decided to push his buttons, but the hard clench of my pussy and the extreme heat rushing from my core knocked some sense into me. “Fuck me.”
“You want me to fuck you?”
“Yes.”
I’d be damned if he didn’t decide to tease me and make my mouth water at the same time by rolling his hand down his chest and slowly wrapping it around his cloth-covered cock. Which was straining against his trousers.
He stroked it.
Several times.
Holy shit. Even through the fabric I could tell he was huge. As in filling my entire mouth huge.
I was even more aroused.
“Then you’re going to need to ask nicely.”
The look on his face alone made me want to slap him and laugh at the same time. I jerked up even more, giving him a hard, cold stare. “Pretty please, will you fuck me and don’t make it gentle. I need you to be rough and unforgiving.”
“Don’t worry. Everything I do is rough.”
Dear God, all I could think of at that moment was being allowed to see him. All of him. I wasn’t interested in waiting.
Yet Alexsey wasn’t the kind of man to take orders from a woman.
But I tried anyway.
“Take them off,” I said as I rose onto my elbows.
“What’s that?” he grinned and rose to his feet, cocking his handsome head as he placed his hand on the button of his trousers.
“Your pants.”
“Not going to happen. I don’t take orders from a lady.”
“No fair.”
Every time he grinned, his entire face looked even more powerful.
And dominating.
“Nothing in life is fair, little sunshine.” He unbuttoned and unzipped his trousers. Then he hesitated, locking eyes with mine for a few seconds while keeping two fingers wrapped around the zipper.
I cocked my head. “You’re terrible.”
“Mmm… Yes, I am.”
Very slowly he pulled the material of his trousers to the side and I was allowed to see his black boxer shorts. The material was straining, barely able to keep his cock covered.
I tried to be patient, but that wasn’t a virtue that I’d been graced with.
He toyed with me for a few seconds later, his overt actions making every muscle in my body tense.
Then he finally pulled his dick free.
And I was absolutely thrown into a momentary state of beautiful shock.
He was perfect.
Even larger than I’d thought. Even the dim lighting couldn’t hide how his hard shaft was throbbing or how fat the veins were on the sides.
My core clenched and I was breathless.
Another smile crossed his face as he sat back down onto the bench. “You like what you see?’
“Uh-huh.”
“Then you’ll like it better inside of you. That is what the lady wanted. Correct?”
“Oh, fuck, yes.” Dear God, his cockhead was already slathered in pre-cum.
That I wanted so much to drag my tongue through.
He pulled me down, forcing me to straddle his cock. The tormenting bastard held me just aloft.
“Fuck me,” I blurted out.
“Patience.” His growl was heated, but I was panting so much I almost didn’t hear him. When he rolled the tip of his shaft up and down my pussy, I couldn’t help moaning.
“Don’t make me wait. Please.”
“Since you put it that way and so nicely, I won’t.” He brought me down, thrusting the entire length inside.
“Oh…my,” I managed to utter as a series of white-hot sensations tore through me.
He was so thick.
So wide.
My pussy muscles immediately clenched around the thick invasion while I panted in response to being filled by his cock.
The pressure was intense. I lifted my head, staring into his eyes. They were so soulful, so full of lust.
He shifted me on his lap, fisting the back of my hair and tilting my head.
With the fingers of his other hand digging into my hip, he lifted me off, keeping just the tip inside. With the same wry smile on his face, he yanked me down, grinding himself into me.
The sensations were amazing, so electric that I was barely able to catch my breath.
With every pulse, my body became even more sensitive, my nipples tingling from his earlier rough touches.
But I loved every minute of him manhandling me.
Lifting my legs, I squeezed my knees against his hips, rocking against him. With his tight hold on my hair, I could barely move. He wanted full control of me, taking me exactly as he pleased.
The wild moment continued and he held my gaze for a heartbeat. My pulse raced, my mind spinning with just how amazing this felt.
He allowed me to feel the effects of being in control, but only briefly.
Using his strong thigh muscles, he regained total power over me, lifting me with one hand, bringing me down time and time again.
I’d never felt so full, or so naughty. Being inside the restaurant at the top of the city was truly a wondrous aphrodisiac. He could do anything he wanted to me and he knew it.
He yanked on my hair, wrapping his fingers around the long strands and forcing my back into a deep arc.
I lost my privilege of seeing him.
But not feeling his hot breath as he dropped his head.
Or the sensations of his wet tongue as he dragged it under my earlobe.
Or the quick hit of pain when he bit down, growling as he did.
He continued the exploration with his tongue, brushing it under my jaw and downward until he was able to engulf one nipple into his hot mouth.
The man proved he could do two things at once, both equally powerful.
He continued pumping into me while he swirled his tongue around my hardened bud.
Soon, he was bobbing me up and down on his lap, his actions forceful yet controlled. With every brutal thrust of his cock, he stretched me even more.
My pussy had never ached this way, had never been so filled.
I was dancing on air, so lightheaded thinking was clearly an impossibility.
He moaned in a deep guttural way against my skin and I shivered from the slight vibrations. Being so lost in the freedom of enjoying myself was incredible.
With every brutal pound, I was brought closer to another moment of sheer nirvana. He wasn’t ready to stop, rolling his lips to my other nipple. He bit down hard enough I yelped, but the pain, just like when he’d spanked me, was incredible.
The savage fucking continued. Beads of perspiration trickled down both sides of my face, but his sweat was dripping down my chest.
He finally released his hold on my hair and as soon as I lifted my head, I could tell he was straining. Trying to keep from orgasming.
I pressed my hands against him, longing to be able to run my fingers along his naked chest. Yet even though he was still wearing his shirt, I could tell his muscles were flexing with every brutal thrust.
We kept our eyes locked on each other as he rubbed his hand down my back.
Slowly.
Gently.
Possessively.
The moment was sweeter than before, but the meaning remained the same. He was making good on his promise to break down all my defenses. One. By. One.
Seconds later his face pinched, his shoulders hunching over and I could tell he was ready to lose all sense of control.
Every inch of my body buzzed as he thrust long and deep, the entire time his jaw clenching as he did everything in his power to hold on.
But it was a losing battle.
Another rush of sensations tore from one to the other as he erupted deep inside, filling me with his seed.
Nothing had prepared me for how much I enjoyed the moment or his complete dominance.
And something told me that this was just the beginning.