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Stooping, Mishka kisses a line down my chest as one palm finds the lacy cup of my bra. He kneads the supple flesh, awakening my nipple as he rouses it into a taut nub. As his other hand reaches behind me for the bra’s clasp, his lips find my other lace-clad nipple.
I cry out as he gently takes the sensitive point between his teeth, making my core throb. He groans, releasing the catch a moment later and freeing me of the confining wire. Breathing heavily, I watch with wonder as he tosses the lace aside and kneels before me to lavish my bare breasts with attention.
Gripping the rough bark of the trunk behind me, I try to keep myself on my feet as he makes me weak at the knees. When his lips find the point between my breasts and slowly start to work their way down my stomach, I nearly melt into a puddle.
Wet excitement moistens my panties once again, and I press my knees together to try and keep them from shaking. But it’s no use. I’m so turned on, I’m shaking like a leaf.
Mishka’s strong, rough hands find my hips, and he pauses to look up the length of my body. “Are you cold? You’re shivering.”
“No, I’m fine,” I promise, combing my fingers into his soft, unruly hair. “I mean, I’m way better than fine,” I assure him. “Please, don’t stop.”
A slow grin curls the sides of his lips, lighting his stormy blue eyes. Then his fingers wrap around the waistband of my panties and drag them down my hips and past my thighs. I kick them away, then cry out, bracing on Mishka’s shoulders as he leans in to wrap his lips around my clit.
His tongue traces my slick seam, and he hums with approval before rising to his feet once more. “You’re so wet,” he breathes, his arm wrapping around my waist to pull me against his chest.
All I can manage is a nod.
Then I grip his hard length and guide it to where I want it.
Mishka closes his eyes, swallowing hard as the tendons in his jaw flex beneath his stubble.
“My family never has to find out if that’s how you want it,” I murmur.
18
MISHKA
Ican’t say no.
I can’t say anything at all.
My arousal is so intense I can scarcely manage to bring oxygen into my lungs. When Alina grips my cock and guides it to her entrance, I nearly come undone. I need to be inside her. I crave her warm, wet depths like a drug addict in desperate need of a fix.
So when she tries to convince me to fuck her, it takes nothing for my convictions to collapse in a pile of rubble. Grasping one of Alina’s thighs, I hook it around my waist, exposing her more fully. Then I claim her lips once more.
At the same time, I thrust deep inside her, not waiting for her to acclimate this time.
We groan together as I pause there, buried to the hilt. My cock throbs with the pleasure of being inside her tight pussy once more. I shouldn’t be doing this. I’m taking advantage of Alina by succumbing to my carnal desire.
But I can’t seem to help myself.
I want her so desperately that all attempts at rational thought have fled me.
Rocking inside her, I claim her body with wild abandon, and all I can think about is what a horrible person I am for letting my addiction control my actions. But Christ, I’ve never wanted something so desperately in my life.
I’m so deeply attracted to Alina that I dare to imagine stealing her away from her family. I would whisk her away in an instant, leave it all behind to be with her. But I can’t provide the kind of life that she’s used to. I’m barely scraping by as it is, and Alina’s used to a life of luxury and comfort. She would never thrive in my Spartan existence.
Not to mention, she’ll never forgive me once I kill her father.
Still, I’m powerless to stop myself.
When I’m with Alina, it’s like all my common sense and survival instincts flee my mind. Instead, I’m driven by a need for her that I can’t quite understand, a desire that consumes me, body and soul.
Alina whimpers, clinging to my shoulders, her nails pressing into my skin as I thrust inside her. I fill her up each time, and her walls stretch to accommodate my thick girth, gripping me as they beg me to stay buried inside her.
It feels so good my balls throb with the need to pour my seed inside her. But I can’t. We don’t have the proper protection, which means I won’t get to come at the same time she does. Not this time.
Not ever, I remind myself.
