My cheeks warm, but I hold his eyes anyway. “I want you,” I admit. “All of you.”
A slow smile touches his face as his hand slides over my hip. “Get up,” he says, his voice low.
My pulse jumps as I push myself off the bed and step toward him, close enough that my breasts brush against him. The look in his eyes makes my pussy throb.
“Turn around for me.”
I do as he says, my breath shaky as I brace my hands against the edge of the mattress.
“That’s it,” he murmurs behind me. “Spread your legs a little more.”
Desire rushes through me as I obey, every part of me aware of him watching.
“Good girl.”
The praise sends goosebumps down my arms, and before I can fully recover, his hand comes down sharply against my ass. A startled gasp slips out of me as the sharp sting spreads across myskin. The second slap pulls another helpless sound straight from my throat before I can stop it.
“Do you want more?” he asks quietly behind me.
My pulse flutters so hard it almost embarrasses me. “Y-yes,” I admit, a bit shocked by how much I want him touching me.
Another slap stings my ass, and this time my nipples harden with pleasure. I hear a drawer open behind me, and nervous anticipation curls in my stomach.
“Put your hands behind your back,” he says, his voice calm enough that I somehow trust it.
I hesitate for just a second, then lower myself and press my cheek to the mattress, doing what he asks. A cool metallic click closes around my wrists, and I let out a slow breath as realization sinks in.
Lord help me.
I should probably be more alarmed by how much I like this. He reaches under me and cups me, his finger sliding through my folds. Out of the corner of my eye, I see him slip his finger into his mouth.
“You taste so sweet,” he says. “Fucking perfect.”
He lines the tip of his cock up with my pussy, pressing it against the entrance. Holding the short chain between the cuffs, he pulls gently until my arms are held firmly in place behind me. Then he leans down over my body, close enough that I feel the warmth of his breath against my ear.
“Mine,” he growls.
My body tenses before he thrusts fully into me. He fucks me hard, keeping my arms in place and my face pressed into the mattress. A helpless sound escapes as sensation rushes through me, leaving my body trembling. My thighs shake harder the longer he keeps me there, every touch and rough command pulling me deeper until I can barely think.
“Take it,” he says against my ear, his voice dark and rough. “All of it.”
I want to. I want every reckless, dizzying second of it. I push my ass back, meeting each thrust.
His arm wraps around my waist, and he lifts me off my feet, pinning me against the cool glass of the window. With my breasts pressed to the glass, he holds me there as he continues to fuck me with wild thrusts.
I don’t think my body can handle much more, but the thought of him stopping feels even worse. “Don’t stop,” I whisper breathlessly.
“I’ve wanted this from the moment I saw you,” he says, his breath hot against my cheek. “Now I can’t get enough of you.”
My wrists are still locked together behind me, the metal biting into my skin, the chain of the handcuffs clinking every time Alexei thrusts. I can’t move. I can’t push back. I can only take what he gives me.
The force drives my hips harder against the window, my nipples dragging over the slick surface. It hurts at first but quickly turns into an electrifying pleasure that shoots down my spine and curls my toes. I moan, the sound muffled by the glass, turning into a desperate whine as he grinds into me.
“You feel so fucking good,kiska,” he says, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin of my neck, sending shivers racing across my shoulders.
He grips my waist, his fingers digging in hard enough to bruise, holding me in place as he pulls back and thrusts forward again. The impact jars my teeth, and my body jolts against the window. I feel completely exposed, even though no one can see us through the tinted glass. The thought makes me clench around him, wetness coating his cock.
“Please,” I gasp, not even sure what I’m begging for at this point. Mercy? More? Harder?
