Page 10 of Dangerous Game


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It’s getting dark. I didn’t even realize it until the pool lights flash on and just as soon as Viktor hauls me forward.

The water around us is lit up almost obscenely, displaying my legs splayed around his hips and the erection he’s supporting, straining to reach my center.Oh god, should I be so…turned on?

After recounting what just happened to me earlier this week, part of me says no; I shouldn’t even think this is an option. But Viktor makes me feel empowered, almost as if I did the right thing by beating the hell out of that guy with a bat when I had the chance.

When it happened, I had nowhere to turn. I couldn’t go to the police, and my roommate wasn’t much help as she didn’t know what to do. I felt like I had to disappear, to get away.

And when I was young, Mom programmed a number into my phone, marking it as “Emergency.” The only explanation she gave was that I should call it if I had no way out of whatever the hell I’d gotten myself into, giving me her word that someone would be there to help.

Little did I know or think it would lead to Viktor being the one to take care of me. And if I’m not mistaken, he seems to want to keep it this way.

His eyes are undressing me further, I can tell. There’s an unspoken trust, and maybe there shouldn’t be as I know what Mom always thought…what she assumed Uncle David got into with Viktor.

But in the little time I’ve spent here, I’ve only seen a quiet, strong leader behind the dark eyes blazing down on me now.

“I want these off,” Viktor rasps, in that voice that makes me wet every time. His fingers snap at the band of my bottoms, and without a second thought I reach down, wanting to do what he asks. I keep my eyes on his as I shimmy the stretchy fabric off my waist, and effortlessly, I’m lifted up in the water as he pulls my bottoms the rest of the way off.

Despite the warm night air, I have goosebumps. He’s towering over me, even though he’s still kneeling on the steps. He grips my sides and pulls me forward, grinding his hips against mine. I feel another gush of wetness, and it’s not the pool playing a part.

I whimper, his length slowly dragging against my clit.Ohhhh, hell.

Why does that feel so good?

“You need to tell me if you don’t want this, Tessa.” His voice is commanding—demanding an answer.

“I do. I want it, Viktor. I want to know…” I fade away, managing to get out what I needed to while still feeling wrong for it.

I squirm, feeling his cock prodding my pussy. “I know you do,” he grumbles and slips a hand between us before thumbing my slit. He hums in approval, and I’m assuming it’s by how slick I am despite the water covering our waists.

With his other hand, Viktor shoves down his trunks, pushing the waistband of them to the middle of his thick thighs as I stare into the water, my mouth open at the sight of his cock.Oh.When he set me on the steps earlier, I noticed the outline of it…but now, it’s fully erect and even swollen. The head of it capturing my nerves as I keep staring, unable to stop.

But he pulls me close again, his cock sitting between us as it angles upward, pressing on my clit. “Good girl,” Viktor mutters, having full control of my body on his lap. I choke on another whimper as shocks of pleasure radiate from my core, and all as he continues to tease.

He tugs on the tie of my top, groaning as he unravels my strings and my breasts spill out. The fire in his eyes builds as his fingers begin grazing the underside of my chest before coming up to my nipples and pinching them gently—on repeat.

I moan, jerking my hips, trying to get a better feel of what he’s willing to give. My body taking over as my head falls wayside. Victor readjusts, leaning back against the side of the pool as he allows me room to move, and I quickly hover over him in the water.

“Are you scared?” His stubbled jaw grazes my ear as he questions me, sending goosebumps all over my skin again.

I shake my head. This is what I’ve been waiting for—not some drunk frat boy thinking he can barge into my room and have it his way. But instead, a man here to take care of me, to treat me right. At least, that’s what I’m getting from all of this…but I’m done thinking right now.

I just want to move.

Viktor groans, and a warm glow of satisfaction rolls in knowing it’s all because of me. He uses a hand to start kneading my breast slowly, his other hand lifting me up by the ass, settling my slit just over the head of his cock. It’s poking me again, making me want to drop down on it and let him sink inside…

“Uh-uh,” he grunts, keeping a steady hold on me. “Not yet, princess. Not until I tell you. I haven’t done this in…a long time. I won’t last long, and I need you to trust me here—to follow my lead.”

Fighting the urge to wiggle down and do what I want instead, I keep still. “Okay,” I breathe, and Viktor grins, giving my nipple one last tweak before reaching between us, rubbing my clit as the pleasure unloads. I’m forced to the edge as he keeps on rubbing, harder and harder now until tightening his grip on my hip andslowly, lowering me onto his length.

The stretch and burn is delicious and painful. I’m moaning, crying out as he starts to fill me.

“Yes,” I whine, gently pushing lower. Victor digs his fingers into my ass warningly, and I stop in place, giving him an apologetic look.

But I’m not sorry at all, and I think he knows it.

“Don’t make me tell you again,” he growls, a teasing edge to him. He pushes me back against the pool steps, hovering over my chest and fucking meslowly. His tip gliding in and out of my hole, and all while he continues thrumming my clit. My breasts jiggle by every thrust, and his eyes…they stay glued to them with every bounce.

Within minutes, my orgasm rises. My muscles tightening around Viktor’s body as he continues to sink himself inside of me deeper and deeper. The feeling of fullness pushes me further, and not before long my head begins to spin and I cry out, my hips moving helplessly at their own pace against his hand and cock.

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