Chapter Twenty-One - IVAN
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
IVAN
WITHOUT A DOUBT, I am in love with Emma. The feelings I have for her go beyond what I shared with her the other night. After spending the day with her at the museum and then cooking dinner together, I’m going to mark her as mine forever, in all the ways that I can.
When we got home and were settled into a comfortable silence on the couch, I was perfectly content.
I was in my home with my arm around Emma as she snuggled into my side.
I couldn’t say what was on the screen in front of us, because I was too busy looking at Emma and the way she smiled.
Her laugh made my chest tighten with feelings and words that I keep inside, for now.
Emma looks up at me with her green eyes, and I am done for. I use my thumb and forefinger to lift her chin and bring her lips closer to my own. Covering the remaining distance, I place my lips on hers, kissing her gently.
I pull back so I can see her face, asking with my eyes if that was okay for her.
Emma answers by placing her lips on mine and returning the kiss.
My hands instinctively cup her face while my fingers thread themselves through her brown hair.
I angle her head so I can deepen the kiss, and a small whimper escapes from the back of her throat.
I pull Emma’s body into mine, moving her so she straddles my lap. She gasps as she settles her legs on each side of my hips, her core lining up with my hardening cock, realizing just how much she’s turning me on. My hands graze down her sides and then up under her shirt.
“Your skin is so soft,” I tell her in between kisses. I wonder if it tastes as good as it feels, but I don’t say that out loud.
She continues kissing me, her tongue tangling with mine. The whimpering noises she makes go straight to my cock, and if I don’t do something about it soon, I’ll be coming in my pants like a teenage boy.
“Blyat,” I say, stopping the kiss and removing my hands from under her shirt, grasping her hands together with mine.
“What is it, Ivan?” She’s breathless and looking disappointed that we’ve stopped kissing.
”I need to know if this is what you want,” I tell her, my forehead leaning into hers. “If it’s not what you want, we can stop now. No problems and no questions asked.”
“What if this is what I want?” she asks.
“If it’s what you want, then I will take you upstairs to my bed and make love to you for the rest of the night,” I answer her, standing from the couch and try to put some space between us. I’m too far gone for this woman.
“Ivan…” Emma begins as she rises from the couch and walks towards me. She stands on her tip toes to pull my face down closer to hers. “I want to be with you tonight.”
My dick twitches, and my erection presses even harder against my zipper to the point it’s painful. I give Emma another deeply passionate kiss before picking her up bridal style and carrying her up the stairs to my room.
“Ivan, I can walk on my own,” Emma says with a smile and a giggle when we get to the top of the stairs.
“Nyet,” I tell her as I carry her through my bedroom door and kick it closed behind me.
I carry her over to my king-sized bed and place her gently in the middle. Her legs naturally fall open, and I take it as an invitation to settle myself between her thighs, my erection lining up with her center. I support my weight on my elbows and forearms on either side of her shoulders.
“I have had this moment on repeat in my head since I saw you in the restaurant,” I whisper in her ear before peppering her jawline with kisses.
“No you haven’t,” Emma says as her breath hitches. I reach the curve where her shoulder meets her neck and suck gently.
“You’re right, lyubimaya. I have wanted you since the night I pulled that attacker off you.” My hands move to her shirt, and she helps me remove it.
I can’t help but stop and stare at her for a moment. Her brown hair rests on her shoulders, just covering the straps of her bra. The cups hold the most beautiful pair of breasts I’ve ever seen.
I kiss Emma gently while reaching behind her to unhook her bra.
The straps fall off her shoulders, releasing her breasts from the cups.
I wrap my hands around Emma’s upper body, my thumbs grazing the underside of each breast. I want so badly to take one in my mouth and suck her nipples into stiff peaks.
“I need to explore your body, Emma,” I tell her. This is Emma’s first time, and I need to go slow. I’ve slept with virgins before, but none of them meant anything to me. Emma means everything to me, and is giving me her first time.
“Ne speshi, vanyusha. Don’t rush,” Emma whispers.
I groan as I start making my way down her body.
I kiss down her neck, taking my time to once again savor the spot where her neck and shoulder meet.
I suck and lick the spot, ensuring a mark is left behind.
Emma’s skin is even softer than I imagined, and her scent is an intoxicating mix of magnolia and sunshine mixed with something else I can’t place yet.
My lips continue down her chest towards her breasts, and I close my hands around them, squeezing gently in a massaging motion. Emma is a well-endowed woman, and her breasts are the perfect size for my larger hands.
I cover one nipple with my mouth and suck gently.
Emma sucks in a breath and moans while running her fingers through my hair.
Her breath hitches when I flick her nipple with my tongue, alternating between licking and sucking while I roll the nipple on her other breast between my thumb and forefinger.
After a few more licks and sucks, I switch breasts, and my mouth wraps around her other nipple to continue Emma’s pleasure.
I move further down Emma’s body, my hands still tweaking her nipples with my fingers while I kiss down her stomach until I reach the top of her pants.
I give Emma a look, once again asking without words if it’s okay to continue.
She smiles and nods. That’s my cue to undo the button at the top of her pants and lower her zipper.
“Raise your hips for me,” I tell her. When she does, I pull her pants and underwear down at the same time. I toss them to the side and take in her fully naked body. "Blyat, Emma, you’re so beautiful.”
Emma’s hands fly to her face in an attempt to cover up the blush rising on her cheeks. I remove my own shirt and lean over her, pulling her hands away from her face. The feel of her skin on mine as our chests connect sends fire straight through my veins.
“You’re perfect,” I tell her, placing a kiss on her lips.
“You really think so?” she asks.
“I know so, Emma. I’m gonna need the name of every boy who has ever made you feel differently,” I tell her as I place kisses along her jawline. “I need to get you ready to take my cock.”
“How are you going to do that?” Emma questions.
“You’ll find out,” I tell her with a devious smirk and a wink.
I move down the bed to settle myself between her legs again.
My shoulders are large enough to keep her thighs spread, and I take in the beauty that is her pussy.
It’s warm and pink, and smells like everything I’ve ever wanted.
I look up and make eye contact with Emma and smile.
“What are you doing?” she asks nervously, pushing herself up to lean on her elbows, making a feeble attempt to try and close her legs.
“Lyubimaya, has anyone ever gone down on you?” I ask her.
“No…” she responds.
“Lay back, relax, and let me take care of you,” I tell her. “If you don’t like it, I’ll stop and we’ll try something else. Sex is as much about your pleasure as it is mine.”
“Okay,” Emma replies, falling back down to the bed.
Making sure her thighs remain open, I lower my head to her pussy and lick her from her entrance to her clit. Emma’s reaction is music to my ears when she moans and bucks her hips. I smile and lick her again, eliciting the same response.
“Holy shit, that feels good,” Emma moans.
“Just wait, lyubimaya. It gets better.” I use my index finger to trace around her opening while I flick her clit with my tongue.
She tastes like heaven and whiskey, and I can’t get enough.
I place my lips around her bud and suck it between my teeth.
I groan, sending vibrations through her body and my own. Her back arches off the bed.
I lick her up and down one more time before slowly inserting a finger inside her pussy. Emma is so fucking tight. She’ll need to come at least once, and I’ll still need lube to get inside her. I watch her reaction as my finger slides inside her wetness and my thumb teases her clit.
“Are you okay?” I ask her.
“Mmmhmm,” is her only response. “It feels strange, but good.”
“Do you think you can handle another finger?”
“There’s only one inside me?” she asks breathlessly.
“Yes, darling.” I chuckle while placing a kiss along her inner thigh. ”Things are going to feel full and tight when we start. The more we get you ready, the easier it will be when I’m fully inside you.”
“Is it going to hurt?” Emma asks.
“It will, but pleasure will replace the pain. I promise,” I tell her.
“Okay.”
My head returns to her mound, and I lick and suck on her clit while I insert a second finger into her pussy. Emma moans again in pleasure as I move my fingers in and out of her, not going too deep because I don’t want to hurt her. I want her to feel good.
“Vanyusha, I think I’m going to come,” she says, her breathing starting to get quicker.
I know she’s close because not only has her breathing changed, but I can also feel her inner walls start fluttering around my fingers.
I replace my mouth on her clit with my thumb and continue pushing in and out of her pussy with my fingers.
“Ya kochi, chtoby ty konchila. I want you to come for me,” I say, watching her face as her hips start moving faster and her breathing becomes faster.