Chapter 8
Chapter Eight
Lily
“What do you have to say for yourself?”
I stared at him open-mouthed. I wasn’t sure if I had heard him correctly.
“Well?” Tap ta tap went his fingertips against his leg as he towered over me. It gave me little choice but to crane my neck backwards to stare at him.
“Excuse me?”
“You are not excused,” he said easily, like that was what I had been asking. “You left work without even a note telling me where you were.”
“I—”
He cut me off again. “There are even these little things called cell phones that you can send a message on. I was worried when I arrived to take you home, and the office was empty. If it hadn’t been for Dunc—”
My eyebrows shot down. “Who the hell is Dunc?”
“Security. I’m paying him to keep an eye on you when I can’t.” He said it so nonchalantly that I felt sick. All of this was an everyday thing for him. But for me, this was all new and a little scary.
“You’re paying someone to watch me?” My voice shook. “Is that really necessary?”
“Yes, and with good reason, like you like disappearing. What gave you the right to run off like that, Lily?”
“I didn’t run off, Mr. Popov.”I purposely didn’t use his first name. “I went for drinks after work with my colleagues. It’s something we do a lot.” I didn’t mean for my voice to be so combative, but that’s the way it came out.
Daniil’s eyes narrowed.
Shit, I shouldn’t have said it like that.
“Are you hoping to fuck one of our co-workers, Miss Rdgeway. Is that why you were sitting so close to the one you called Clive? Do you fantasize about his hands on you?”
“Jesus,” I swore. “I sat close to him because you wedged yourself next to me. Where else was I meant to go? On your lap?”
Daniil’s eyes darkened almost instantly. “Yes. But maybe not in front of everyone. There’s certain things even I don’t like an audience for. I like my private life to be private.”
“Then you probably shouldn’t have turned up here and—” Grumbling, I stood up. “God, I need a drink.”
Forlornly, I looked at the bar. There was not one bartender in sight. He had cleared out the entire place. Even the lights were mostly off, and the blinds drawn down.
“Make yourself a drink then. Or do you need—”
I wandered off before he could finish, sliding behind the bar and reaching for a clean glass. It didn’t matter which one. I just needed to take the edge off before dealing with the insufferable Mr. Popov.
“So tell me,” coming up behind me, he slid his hand around my waist and drew me harshly against his front, “have you fucked him?”
There was no judgment in his voice, but I felt it anyway. It hung between us like a dark cloud. “No.” I trembled. “I wouldn’t even class Clive as a friend.”
“He doesn’t look at you like a friend, Lily.” Daniil’s thumb brushed over my lower stomach, and my trembling increased.
“How does he look at me, Daniil?”
“Like he wants to devour you,” he said simply. “You can’t be so blind as not to see how men look at you, Lily.”
I went perfectly still in the circle of his arms. “Well, I don’t want Clive or any other man to devour me.”
He spun me around so fast that my head spun. “Good.”
Daniil’s mouth came crashing down on mine, hard and insistent. There was nothing gentle about his kiss or the way his hands moved down my body to lift my skirt to my hips. For ten whole seconds, I fought the urge to kiss him back, and then I got into it.
Strong, firm hands lifted me, forcing my legs to wrap around his waist as my boss deepened the kiss even further. His tongue snaked into my mouth with the kind of ownership I had never felt before, and it woke something inside of me.
I met each crash of his lips with my own. I moaned into his mouth when his tongue swirled against mine.
“Daniil,” breathless, I tried to tear my face away from him.
“No one can see us,” he muttered against my mouth, like he could read my mind. “I’d never fucking let anyone see you, not like this. I don’t share what I own.”
I didn’t like the sound of him owning me, but there was no time to think about it.
Sliding my ass onto the bar, he pushed himself against the thin satin, grinding against me.
My mouth went dry at the feel of him pressing against me, or maybe it watered.
I honestly wasn’t sure of anything but the fact that I wanted that thick throbbing cock inside of me right now.
“I want to taste you.” The first button of my silk blouse popped open, and then the next and the next, until he could flick back the sides like an excited kid at Christmas. “I want to taste every fucking inch of your skin.”
Like he had to prove his point, his mouth left mine and fell between the mounds of my breasts, which heaved upwards to meet him. Peppering kisses across each one, Daniil’s tongue slid under the lace of my bra to tease at the very edge of my already diamond-hard nipple.
My head fell back, a soft moan escaping my lips as my eyes fluttered closed.
“Eyes on me, Lily.” He ordered, and my eyes snapped open. “I want you to see everything I am going to do to you. You don’t get to close them, not even for a second. Is that clear?”
I nodded.
“Use your words,” he ordered.
“Yes, sir.”
A slow, triumphant smile spread across his face.
He had me exactly where he wanted me, and we both knew it.
I had one brief fleeting thought of my fiancé, and then my breasts were scooped out of their lacey prison and the right nipple was sucked hard into his mouth.
The moment he did, all thoughts of any but him vanished.
There was no one in the entire world but him and his mouth.
He tenderly kissed each breast almost lazily. Moving from one to another until my nipples stood out proud and wet.
“You have amazing tits.” Again, his mouth came crashing down on mine. “I know I’m going to be covering them in my cum. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”
“Yes,” I muttered because I knew he wanted me to use my words, and at that moment, I wanted to make him happy. “Yes, I’d like that, Daniil.”
Hungrily, I reached for his belt. My hands were shaking as I tried to unloop it. His mouth and hands on me were heaven, but my body was aching for something more.
I needed to feel the stretch as his cock slammed into me. He wouldn’t be gentle because there was nothing gentle about Daniil. But that was ok. I didn’t want soft and gentle anyway.
“No.” He caught my wrist and forced it back down to my side. “When I want you to touch me, I’ll tell you. Is that clear?
“Yes.”
“Good girl. Now eyes on me.” Catching me by the hips, he pulled me to the very edge of the bar and shimmied my panties down my legs.
Catching my eyes, he brought them to his mouth and inhaled sharply.
An almost mindless look settled over his face.
“I think I’ll keep these for later,” winking, he stuffed them into his pocket and lowered his head.
Keeping a tight grip of my thighs, he lowered his face to my core and licked one long line from ass to clit. Never once breaking eye contact.
“Mmmm.” His lips vibrated against my clit, and I fought the urge to close my eyes and just give in to the sensations that were flooding me. At the last minute, I remembered what he had said.
“You taste like fucking heaven.” Another lick, this one parted me so that his tongue slipped inside. He licked me like that for several long minutes, from the inside out, until I almost wanted to scream with the pressure of it all.
Writhing against the smooth but tacky wood of the bar, I reached for him, trying desperately to grab his head and keep him where I needed him to be. But every time, I seemed to be close, he moved away to lick and nibble on another part of my tender flesh.
“Daniil, please,” I begged, sweat dripped into my eyes. I had to blink it away to keep my eyes open.
“Please?” His eyes scanned my face as his tongue circled my clit harder and harder. “Are you begging me to fuck you, Lily?”
“Yes.” I didn’t even hesitate.
“Good. But not yet. You’re not ready for me yet.”
I wanted to cry. I was ready. I was so wound up that I didn’t know how much more I could take. All I knew was that his cock buried inside of me would ease the pressure.
“But I need—”
Lips still on my clit, he speared me with two fingers, working them in time with his tongue. “Oh, I know exactly what you need.” He bit down around my clit, his fingers moving faster and faster.
I tried to keep my eyes on him, but the pressure and the need were just too much. It felt like every muscle in my body was wound to the breaking point. At any second, I would—
I screamed as all the pressure snapped. It was the kind of release that I only ever read about and never experienced. I felt it gush from my body as I cried out over and over again.
“Mmmm, now that.” Danill’s lips covered my pussy, licking into me so that not a single drop of cum was wasted. “It was worth waiting for.”
He continued to lick. And I continued to shake and moan.
“Good things.”
Dimly, because it still felt like I was floating, I heard his zipper come down, and then he was between my legs, the thick, hard head of his cock sliding back and forth through my wetness. “Come to those who wait.” He groaned and slid into me an inch.
The sudden intrusion made my eyes flutter shut. He was big, bigger than I had first thought, and I could feel all of him as inch by inch he forced himself home. Every vein, every throb, every inch, until he finally had nowhere else to go.
“Eyes on me when I fuck you, Lily,” he ordered.
Again, my eyes flew open, and this time they were met with him. “Good girl.”
My pussy fluttered, and his grin grew. “You like it when I praise you, don’t you? Hold on to me, Lily, and let me show you how a good girl like you is meant to be fucked.”
Looping my arms around his throat, I buried my fingers in his hair.
My legs were lifted over his hips as he began to move.
For three strokes he moved slowly, like he was giving me the chance to get used to his size, and then on the fourth, he ploughed into me with so much force that my whole body skidded backwards away from him.
“ Hold on to me, Lily,” he ordered again. “Because I am going to fuck you like you have never been fucked before.”
His lips crashed back down on mine, muffling my cries as he filled my pussy over and over again. My body bowed and trembled under the onslaught. I cried out his name, but the sound of it was swallowed by him.
“Fuck.” Tearing his mouth away from mine, his eyes rolled up into his head, and I knew he was close. He was fighting a losing battle, and we both knew it. “Your pussy is so tight, I don’t think—” He slammed into me once more, shallow little thrusts.
His thumb rubbed furiously against my clit, until I was seeing stars again. My back arched, I screamed, and this time he didn’t try to silence me.
“Definitely,” he said when we had both stilled, “worth the wait.” Reaching one hand behind me, he lifted my discarded glass to his lips and took a sip before offering it to me. I shook my head.
“You need to drink something, Lily. Keep your strength up,” he checked.
“My strength?” It was hard to think clearly when my pussy was still fluttering around his cock.
“Yes.” He circled his hips. “You didn’t think I’d just let you cum twice, did you?”
Gobsmacked, I stared at him. “Well, yes.”
“Oh, Lily, you have a lot to learn about men like me, and I’m going to teach you all of it.
Rule one, you don’t leave alone without telling me where you are going,” he nipped at my bottom lip and snaked his hips again.
“If you leave without permission again, then this whole deal is off. Is that understood?”
I nodded silently.
I could feel him growing again, pulsating to fill every inch of me. How was that possible? Didn’t men need some wind-down time after they had cum? Daniil seemed ready to go again, and it hadn’t even been three minutes.
“And number two, you don’t leave my arms unless you’ve come at least four times. Anything else is unacceptable.”