Chapter 3 #2
Andrei looked at me seriously. "Luca's mistake was being blind. He'll regret it. But I'm not blind. I see your beauty, Lilith. I'm captivated by it."
I froze. I looked up at Andrei. His eyes held a hunger that wanted to devour me, full of raw possession.
His rough fingers traced down my spine. A tingling sensation shot through me like electricity. I couldn't help but think—this was the same hand that had been inside my body not long ago, the hand that had made me wet.
What sexy hands. Veins prominent, fingers long and strong. Just like their owner—handsome, tall Andrei. I couldn't ignore the flutter he sparked in my heart.
"Do you feel it?" Andrei's hand moved lower, settling at the base of my spine. I shivered. His deep eyes gleamed with amusement. "Lilith, I'm going crazy for your body."
Andrei—a mature, magnetic man. He said he wanted to possess me.
Impulse and alcohol rushed to my head. I couldn't suppress the flutter in my chest. I reached up, wrapped my arms around Andrei's neck, and kissed him recklessly. My heart pounded like chaotic drumbeats. I was terrified he'd push me away.
As I kissed him, the trench coat slipped from my shoulders, revealing the red negligee underneath. The cool air made me shiver, but then Andrei's response set me on fire—he kissed me back.
More than that. His tongue invaded my mouth, demanding everything. I hadn't expected him to be this intense.
"Do you feel it?" Andrei pulled back and asked again.
I nodded shyly.
"You sure? I'm not Luca. I'm not someone you love." Andrei's eyes glinted with danger.
"Yes, Andrei. I know."
Andrei laughed, low and rich.
Before I could speak again, Andrei pressed me back against the sofa. His large hand cupped the back of my head, fingers tangling in my hair. His kiss crashed down with crushing force, leaving no room for retreat.
"Mm..." Andrei kissed me deeply. My words shattered in my throat, expressing my desire in fragments.
"Andrei, I want you," I whispered his name like a prayer.
Andrei's hand slid down from my waist, gripping my ass. He lifted me. My legs instinctively wrapped around his waist. The movement hiked my dress up completely, exposing my bare skin. His hand supported me, fingers sinking into the soft flesh of my thighs. His palm burned like fire.
He carried me into his bedroom. The style here wasn't as lavish as the living room, but it looked comfortable. Several books sat on the nightstand.
He laid me on his bed and continued kissing me. My breathing quickened.
"Little princess, you better not regret this." His voice was low, magnetic. His breath fanned across my ear, sending tingles through me. I grew wet again.
"Turn over," he commanded, voice rough. "Get on your hands and knees. Ass up. Just like when I had to take that toy out of you."
Heat flooded my face, but I obeyed. I positioned myself on all fours, feeling exposed and vulnerable.
His hands gripped my hips, steadying me. "That's it. God, look at you." His palm smoothed over the curve of my ass, then without warning, he spread me open.
"Andrei—" I gasped.
"I wanted to do this then," he growled. "The moment I saw you trembling, saw this pretty little pussy—I wanted to taste you. Wanted to bury my face right here."
His mouth descended. Hot. Wet. Wicked.
"Oh fuck—" The sensation knocked the air from my lungs. His tongue flattened against me, licking a slow, deliberate stripe from clit to entrance.
"So fucking sweet," he muttered against me. His stubble scraped my inner thighs. The contrast of rough and soft drove me insane.
He worked me with expertise—sucking my clit, then plunging his tongue inside. My arms trembled. I buried my face in his pillow to muffle my moans.
"Don't hide those sounds from me." His hand cracked against my ass. The sting made me yelp. "I want to hear you. Tell me how good it feels."
"It feels—oh God, Andi, it's so good—"
"That's my girl." He doubled his efforts. His tongue circled my clit with maddening precision. Two thick fingers slid inside me, curling to hit that spot that made me see stars.
"You're so fucking wet for me. Dripping down my hand. Is this what that toy did to you earlier? Made you this desperate?"
"Yes, yes, please!"
"Use your words."
"Please don't stop, I'm so close—"
He sucked my clit hard while his fingers pumped relentlessly. The combination shattered me. My orgasm hit like a freight train. I screamed into the pillow, my whole body convulsing.
Andrei didn't let up. He licked me through every aftershock until I was boneless and trembling.
"Turn over," he ordered, voice thick with desire. "I want to see your face."
I flopped onto my back, still panting. He stood at the edge of the bed, his erection straining against his pants.
"Come here. On your knees."
I crawled toward him on shaky legs. My fingers fumbled with his belt. His button. His zipper.
When I pulled his pants down, his cock sprang free and slapped against my cheek.
I froze.
He was huge. Thick and long, veins prominent along the shaft. The head was flushed dark, already glistening with precum. Way bigger than the toy from earlier.
Fear flickered through me.
"Scared?" His hand cupped my jaw, thumb brushing my bottom lip.
"You're... you're so big."
"You can take it." His thumb pressed into my mouth. "Open up. Show me what that pretty mouth can do."
I wrapped my lips around the head tentatively, tasting salt and musk. I had no idea what I was doing. I tried to take him deeper, but he hit the back of my throat, and I gagged.
"Fuck—" Andrei hissed. "Teeth, baby. Watch the teeth."
"Sorry," I mumbled around him.
"Have you done this before? Sucked Luca's cock?"
I pulled off. "No. Never."
Something dark and possessive flashed in his eyes. "Good. That's real fucking good." He threaded his fingers through my hair, guiding me. "Relax your jaw. Use your tongue. Yeah, just like that, shit—"
I hollowed my cheeks, trying to find a rhythm. My inexperience had to be painful for him, but his groans sounded like pleasure mixed with agony.
His other hand yanked down my negligee straps, freeing my breasts. He palmed them roughly, thumbs circling my nipples until they hardened into tight peaks.
"Such perfect tits. Made to be played with." He pinched one nipple, making me moan around his cock. The vibration made him thrust slightly. "Fuck, your mouth feels incredible."
I worked him clumsily—too much suction, then not enough. Too deep, then barely touching him. But he seemed to love it. His grip in my hair tightened.
"I'm close, baby. Gonna come in this virgin mouth. You want that?"
I nodded, unable to speak.
"Fuck, Lilith—" His whole body tensed. Hot spurts hit the back of my throat. I tried to swallow but some spilled down my chin.
He pulled out carefully, chest heaving. "You did so good." He wiped my chin with his thumb, then brought it to my lips. "Clean up your mess."
I sucked his thumb, holding his gaze.
"Lie back," he commanded, recovering quickly. His eyes raked over me with renewed hunger. "I'm nowhere near done with you."
He stripped off my negligee completely, leaving me bare. His mouth latched onto my breast, sucking hard while his fingers found my clit.
"Still so wet. You loved sucking my cock, didn't you?"
"Yes," I whimpered.
His fingers dipped lower, teasing my entrance. "What feels better—that toy, or my fingers?"
He pushed two inside me, stretching me. I cried out.
"Answer me." He thrust his fingers deeper, adding a third. The stretch burned deliciously.
"Your fingers. God, your fingers feel so much better."
"That's right. Nothing fake can compare to the real thing." He fucked me with his hand, thumb still working my clit. "You want my cock now? Want me to fill this tight little pussy?"
"Please, Andrei, I need—"
"Beg for it." He pulled his fingers out, leaving me empty and desperate.
"Please fuck me. I need you inside me. I need—"
He positioned himself between my thighs, the thick head of his cock nudging my entrance. His eyes locked with mine, dark with intent.
"Last chance to back out."
"Don't you dare stop." I wrapped my legs around his waist, trying to pull him closer.
He gripped my hips. His muscles tensed. The broad head pressed against me, beginning to breach.