Chapter 24
ANTON
She bent me so easily to her will that I scarcely know how I got here. Kissing her feels as easy as breathing. As automatic as a heartbeat. Just the taste of her lips gets me hard.
I’ve lost my mind. It’s as simple as that. Everything about Natalya makes me forget it all. Is this the kind of feeling that my father had when he left me? Is this what made him give it all up?
Could I live within this life and still have her? Could I live without her here?
I don’t think I can. When it all comes down to it, I just don’t think it’s possible.
I release her arms and they go to my belt buckle. “Let me show you,” she murmurs against my mouth. “I can be good, Daddy. I can be so good to you.”
Belt’s undone. I answer her, “On your knees.”
She complies, kneeling down before me as she unzips my pants and pulls out my cock. She wraps her long, slender fingers around it and circles the head with her tongue.
“Look at me,” I tell her. She turns her big blue eyes up to me as she licks my head and drags her tongue along the length of my shaft.
She finally takes me fully into her mouth. I watch myself disappear as her lips travel up and down, sliding down her throat with ease. I rest a hand on her head, running my fingers through her hair.
“That’s so good,” I moan. The way she’s sucking me off…
She’s taking all of me down her throat with amazing ease.
It’s incredibly hot… and quite frankly, rare.
I’ve never experienced a woman who could successfully deep throat me like this.
I start to thrust myself in time with the motion of her head, letting the warm wetness of her mouth encase me.
“That’s my good girl,” I moan. “Suck Daddy’s cock… get it all the way down your fucking throat.”
The vibration of a giggle rushes through my dick and up my spine. She’s going to push me over the edge with this. I hold her head and start steady thrusts, fucking her mouth. Her eyes water a little as I shove myself to the back of her throat over and over again.
She doesn’t gag. She takes it. Deeper and deeper, I fuck her mouth, words of affirmation falling from my lips. “That’s it, baby girl. You’re deep throating me so good. I could come down your throat. Would you like that, baby?”
She takes my hands and pushes forward, holding herself down on my cock, her lips touching the base. My eyes roll up as her throat massages my head. Fuck…
And then she pulls back. A line of spit trails from my head to her lips. She laps it up, circling my cock again.
“I want you inside me, Daddy,” she says as her hand moves up and down my spit slick cock.
I smile down at her. “Always so fucking eager.”
I see her move her hands down the front of her pants as she teases my dick. “I’m already so wet,” she says. “I can’t stand it anymore.”
I brush her hair out of her eyes. “Let me see how wet you are, baby.”
She stops stroking me and stands, taking off her jeans and panties. She turns as she takes off her shirt, walking toward the bed. Her ass is perfect, firm and round against her hips. My mouth waters at the thought of eating it.
She sits on the edge of the bed and pushes the suitcase off.
It tumbles to the floor with a hard thump, all the contents spilling out.
She spreads her legs, her long fingers moving up and down, parting her perfect pink lips and letting me see how she’s dripping for me.
I touch myself, gripping my dick in long strokes.
“You like my pretty pussy, Daddy?” She moves her fingers up to her clit and massages it in smooth circles. She bites her lips, soft moans coming from her mouth. I take off my shirt and watch as her eyes travel over my pecs, my abs, the lion tattoo traveling across my chest and up my neck…
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” I say. “Show me how you fuck yourself, baby girl.”
She slips two fingers down and inside her, sliding them in and out slowly. Her hips move with her hand as her breath quickens. I take my pants off and kick them to the side, watching her masturbate.
“Daddy,” she moans. “I need to come. I can’t get there alone. Please…?”
Her eyes swim with lust. I move toward her and her hands slow. “I didn’t tell you to stop,” I say. “Keep going.”
Her hands keep working between her legs as I bring my dick to her. I rub the head against her cheek and she turns to it, her tongue stroking it. I move it around her lips and her tongue, teasing her.
“Hungry little girl,” I croon as she rubs her nose against my shaft. “You’ve been so good, baby.”
I grab her by the hair, pulling it back. She looks up at me, her mouth wet and open. How she bends so easily to me. I lean in and kiss her mouth, pushing her down to the bed. I hold her down, but with one free hand, she moves down my chest, toward my cock.
“Stop,” I whisper. She takes her hand from between us as I lift up.
She’s spread before me, legs open, her wet pussy just under me. I slap my dick against her clit and she gasps, her eyes rolling up. Then I rub the head over her clit, sliding it up and down as her thighs twitch against me.
“Beg me for it,” I say. “You want this dick so badly, baby. Let me hear you beg for it.”
“Fuck me,” she says. “Daddy, please. I’ve been such a good girl. Please fuck me.”
I slide my dick between her lips, then enter her slowly.
She moans loudly, gripping the comforter with every inch that disappears inside her.
I lift her legs, pulling them up as I thrust myself deep inside her.
With long, slow strokes, I give it to her, letting her feel me hit her deepest, most sensitive spots.
“Yes, Daddy.” She arches her back, and I feel her walls tighten around my cock. A shuddery moan slips from me as I grab hold of her hips, thrusting harder.
“That’s my girl,” I say breathlessly. “My Devushka. My darling. Take it. Take it all.”
She lifts herself up and kisses my chest, alternating gentle kisses with bites along my pecs. Her tongue sweeps over my nipples, circling them gently and sending a welcome and warm sensation through me.
“Baby… I want you on top. Let me see how you can make yourself come on me.” I sweep her up in my arms and lean back, letting her ride me while I bury my face in her breasts.
The taste of her taut nipples against my tongue, the feel of them between my teeth. I feel like I’m getting even harder. Her hips move in a circular motion as she cradles my head, stirring my dick in her sweet honeypot.
“I’ll never let you go,” I moan. “My Devushka. Lyubimaya…”
Russian words of love spill out of me as I lift my head to hers and we kiss again. “I love you,” she moans. “Anton… I love you…”
“I love you,” I say. It comes out so naturally, so perfectly. I lie back and let her ride, watching the movement of her hips, her body, the flush across her chest and her cheeks.
I do love her. I don’t understand how it happened and right now, I don’t care.
She shivers and tightens around me. I hold her hips, thrusting hard into her. “That’s it, baby girl,” I moan. “Come for Daddy. Let me see you cream all over me.”
Her head falls back and she’s moaning to the heavens. She lets go, and her pussy spills over with her juices as her thighs shake against my hips.
I come with her, exploding inside her so hard that I’m gripping her, my nails digging into the flesh of her hips.
She melts, falling on top of me as she gasps for air. My hands find her round ass and I squeeze it, content to stay inside her as she kisses me.
“You’re such a good girl,” I whisper against her mouth. “My good little girl…”
I’ve lost count how many times I’ve made her come. We’re both spent, lying in bed as the morning sun starts to turn to the afternoon. She’s curled up under my arm, her head resting on my chest.
What a turn of events. I don’t know what comes next. I feel like I’m playing against the rules for the first time in my life…
I kiss the top of her head and she stirs a little, then I feel her soft lips press against my chest.
“I had things planned today,” I say softly. “People to meet and all that.”
“Even Bratva take days off, don’t they?” she says drowsily.
I shrug. We’re in new territory, after all.
She goes quiet and suddenly, a memory surfaces. The last time I felt this way… the last time I was absolutely certain about the woman in my arms. It twists my stomach and darkens the room the moment I think of it.
“I need to tell you,” I say softly. “About Kat.”
“I’d rather not talk about her.”
“I’d rather not speak of her… but you should know what happened between us.”
She lifts herself up and twists her body so that she’s looking up at me. “What happened?”
“First, you should know that Kat and I were poorly matched from the beginning. She was the daughter of one of my brigadiers and was very ambitious. I didn’t really see it at first. She would be in my ear about being Pakhan one day and about how I should treat the men I commanded.
I ignored her for the most part, but everyone was starting to think that I was showing signs of weakness once they saw how she tried commanding me around. ”
“Commanding? You?”
“I said she tried.” I snicker. “She’d usually do it when I was around others. It was like she was showing off or something. She’d always apologize for her behavior when I called her out for it, but it never changed. Every chance she could get…”
I sigh, the memory feeling like a black pit inside me. “And then one day, I got tired of it. I started canceling dates with her and focusing more on my work or spending more time at the Firebird.”
Her eyes widened. “You cheated on her?”
“No, but I would spend a lot of time in the voyeur room. It wasn’t good either way, though. Kat hated it that I went there at all.”
“Why didn’t you just break up with her?”
“Eventually, I did. One day, I realized that what I was doing wasn’t fair to either of us, so I sat her down and told her that I wanted to break it off with her. Took her out to a fancy restaurant and everything. She responded by telling me she was pregnant.”