Chapter 2
Chapter Two
Andrei
Lilith collapsed on the floor, her body curved slightly. Even as she fought to hold back, her hips wouldn't stop moving. Damn, she was tempting.
Suddenly, I heard that damn buzzing sound—coming from between her legs. Then a beautiful moan spilled from her lips.
She had a toy inside her!
I realized instantly what was happening.
"Where's your remote? It can turn it off." I stayed calm, figuring she'd just forgotten in her panic.
"No... no, it's not that." Tears welled in Lilith's eyes. She shook her head, then looked down, unable to meet my gaze.
She looked like her world was ending. Her body trembled as she curled up, her voice barely a whisper. "It's... It's stuck."
"Then I'll take you to the hospital." I paused for a second before speaking.
"No, don't!" Lilith shook her head frantically. Her fingers clutched at my pant leg.
"Sir, please don't take me to the hospital. I'll die of embarrassment..."
"Then what do you want me to do?" I crouched down and looked at her. Her body was shaking, her clothes hanging open, the red fabric shifted aside, exposing her firm, beautiful nipples. Made me want to bite them. "You want me to use my hand to take it out?"
She made a small, animal-like whimper. Her eyes, swimming with moisture, looked at me carefully as she struggled to speak. "Sir... please... please help me get it out."
Her voice trembled even more.
I took a deep breath, then lifted her and carried her inside.
She trembled in my arms, burning hot, her soft body squirming gently. Her ass pressed right against my groin. The stimulation nearly made my pants explode. My crotch bulged noticeably.
I adjusted my grip, trying to shift her higher in my arms. I didn't want her thinking I was some pervert who got hard watching a woman in pain. Right now, I had to solve her problem.
Looking at her cute face buried against my chest, eyes closed, I couldn't reconcile her with the woman who'd just shoved her hand down my pants and played with my cock.
Before I came here, I never imagined I'd run into something this interesting.
At first, I was just sitting on the leather sofa in the living room, flipping through files Dmitri had delivered half an hour earlier.
Then the doorbell rang.
I got up and walked over. On the door monitor, I saw a brown-eyed woman. Delicate features, a perky ass, wearing an extremely bold and revealing red silk nightgown. Vivid as a blooming rose.
And those full, crimson lips—the moment I saw them, I wanted her on her knees, swallowing my cock.
I figured she was a gift from one of the guys in the organization. I'd always hated those old bastards sending me women. But I opened the door anyway.
The instant the door opened, she started touching herself seductively, even clumsily stroking my cock.
I should have pushed her away. But my body, which had been cold and disinterested just moments before, suddenly reacted.
This beautiful woman with her full breasts, flushed cheeks, and luscious lips was seductive as hell.
Did she even realize how tempting she was?
Her clumsy attempts at seduction instantly ignited something in me.
Until I heard Luca's name. I had to interrupt. No interest in sharing a woman with my own son.
That's when I figured out she was my son's girlfriend, Lilith—no, ex-girlfriend now. Luca, that bastard, had dumped a sweet, honest girl. I knew about that.
I felt a surge of anger. She was dressed like this, even wearing that damn toy, and she was here for Luca. And that asshole didn't deserve a good girl like her.
Luca, that bastard. I wanted to beat his ass right now!
"Sir..." Lilith's soft voice interrupted my anger at Luca.
When I came back to myself, I'd already laid her on the living room sofa. Her legs pressed together as she lay down, her body still shaking hard.
"Spread your legs." I reminded her.
She squirmed, slowly spreading her legs, revealing the thong beneath her red dress. I saw a beautiful garden—wet, plump lips almost fully exposed. Her expression was so damn innocent. The contrast hit me like a freight train. My Adam's apple bobbed. I felt my cock filling with blood.
"That's not enough." I gently spread her legs wider. She didn't resist. I used my leg to hold her thigh open from the inside.
"Don't move," I warned her.
She was obedient and tried to stay still, but she still trembled. Her legs kept trying to close, pressing tight against my leg. I felt the heat of her skin against my thigh. Pulling aside her panties, I saw her beautiful, full, pink clit. Nearly shredded my self-control.
She kept shaking. Her legs, suspended in the air with no support, rested on my waist. The position looked like we were fucking. My groin was rock hard and aching.
I took a deep breath, preparing to reach into her most private place.
The moment I tried to slip my finger inside, I heard her hiss.
"Hurt?" I said. "You're already wet. Bear with it. Let me make it wetter."
"It's okay, doesn't hurt, just a little..." She panted, her words broken.
My thumb, still outside, rubbed her clit, making her pussy wetter.
She moaned, her ears flushed red. "Slower..."
Her broken moans and sensitive body made my face heat up.
I knew we were both feeling the same thing right now.
She was about to come on my hand. Slick liquid flowed from her pussy.
I slowly pushed my finger deeper inside.
Her pussy was so damn tight, gripping my finger hard. Made it harder to find the stuck toy.
Every time my finger hit a sensitive spot, she couldn't help making those sweet moans. After each moan, she'd bite her lower lip. Made it hard on both of us.
"You're clenching too tight down there, little thing. This position won't work." I pulled my finger out and gave her thigh a light slap. "Get on your hands and knees. Face away from me. Ass up."
"Okay, sir." She was so shy she practically buried her face in the sofa cushions, presenting her ass to me.
"Higher." My voice came out rough. I tugged at my shirt collar and undid two buttons.
"What?" She asked between pants.
Her face was flushed, sweat making her hair stick to her skin. Tempting as hell. I forced down the surging desire, patted her ass, and repeated. "Here. Lift it higher. Then I can get it out."
"Okay." She said.
Then she covered her face with both hands and stuck her ass up toward me. My leg moved between her thighs again, spreading them as wide as possible. She moaned softly.
This position was worse. Like I was taking her from behind.
I pushed my finger into her pussy again. It was much wetter than before. She showed less pain when I entered this time. I pushed deeper, relieved.
Deeper inside, she was even tighter. My finger could barely go any further. I felt the edge of a slick, elastic, ball-shaped object. But I couldn't pull it out. She needed to raise her ass higher.
So I grabbed her plump ass with my other hand and lifted. My leg pressed against her inner thigh. Looking at her reddened, swollen lips, I tried to stay focused. I found the soft hook on the edge of the thing and carefully pulled it out with two fingers.
"Ah! Don't..."
The instant it came out, I heard a moan that nearly destroyed my self-control. She was truly stimulated, her body shaking violently. Liquid from her pussy spilled all over my hand.
"I'm sorry..." Lilith's face looked cooked. When she looked at me, her eyes lowered slightly, her lashes fluttering. She looked so obedient I wanted to claim her right then.
My self-control hit rock bottom. I couldn't. Couldn't stay here. Not now.
I set the toy on the table. "It's fine. I'll wash my hands. Wait here for me." Then I strode out of the living room.
In the ten-plus years since my ex-wife died, I'd had other women. Every one of them beautiful, submissive, skilled. But after we fucked, I couldn't even be bothered to remember their names. I'd pay them off and never see them again.
I thought I was way past the age where a woman's body could mess with my head.
But Lilith—she did it in five minutes flat.
Everything that happened today was absurd. I needed to cool off completely.
I cranked the bathroom faucet to full blast. The rushing water filled the space.
I didn't wash my hands. I just braced myself against the sink and closed my eyes. My mind was full of Lilith and the obscene scene we'd just lived through.
Her body had beautiful, flowing lines. The flesh on her thighs wasn't bulky.
Where the thong straps dug into her upper thighs, the flesh bulged out—an indescribable, voluptuous sexiness.
Her breasts were firm and full. I probably couldn't cup one with a single hand.
Despite her voluptuous figure, her waist curved like a scimitar—perfectly arched and slender, no excess fat. She was like a sexy, seductive sprite.
Worse were the images from just now. Her skin burning hot. Her suppressed gasps and tightly bitten lower lip. Her body trembling and wet under my fingertips. Every second tested the limits of my self-control. Was she deliberately seducing me?
My fingers still held the heat of her skin. I remembered the silky feel inside her pussy. Made my fingertips tingle even now.
Fuck. I'd seen countless women's bodies. But none had ever made my mouth go dry like this. Right now, I had to do something I couldn't remember the last time I'd done.
My hand gripped my erect cock, my fingers working hard. My head filled with those intoxicating images. If I'd lost control and pressed my body over hers. I would have kissed her tearful eyes. Then kissed her cherry-red lips. Torn off that damn red scrap of fabric. Then claimed her completely.
"Oh..." A low groan escaped my throat.
Imagining her round ass being slammed hard by me, my cock got even harder. I tightened my grip and moved my fingers faster. The pleasure intensified.
This couldn't take too long. I tried to keep my heavy breathing quiet. Thinking of her just outside the door, like a lost little deer with those innocent wide eyes—my desire peaked.
When I came, I clenched my teeth, trapping the groan in my throat.
When reason returned, my cock was still half-hard.
The evidence I'd shot onto the floor told me what just happened—I'd jerked off thinking about my son's ex-girlfriend.
Honestly, I felt calm about it. No big deal.
After the release, I even felt a hint of regret.
If only she really had been trying to seduce me just now.
Before I could pull my pants up, suddenly, I heard Luca's furious voice coming from the living room.
My expression shifted.
Luca was back. And Lilith was still out there alone, half-dressed!