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Sophia
When Maxim's arms wrap around my waist, my stomach feels like it's on a roller coaster flipping upside down. He doesn’t do anything or say anything; he just holds me as if I’m his lifeline in this world. He breathes me in, then leans further after a few heartbeats, and I feel his growing erection pressing on my lower back. Until meeting Maxim, I always thought that it wasn’t the size that mattered; it’s how much pleasure it gives you. But boy, was I wrong. The way Maxim makes me feel when he’s inside me, no one has ever made me feel like that. He has some excellent skills in the bedroom. Especially with his tongue. Fuck, his tongue is a god-sent.
I’ve decided to give up on running away from whatever is growing between us. Not sure if what is growing between will be more than sexual, but I’m very attracted to him; I can’t deny that. I mean, who wouldn’t be? He’s a fucking Adonis, for fuck’s sake. Even if things don’t get emotional, and I burn because of it, at least I’ll burn having been thoroughly fucked.
Maxim starts pressing soft kisses on my shoulder and up to the crook of my neck, causing heat to ignite inside my stomach and my nipples to harden, pressing on the lace of my lingerie, making it uncomfortable. I tilt my head to the side to give him better access to that sensitive part of my neck. Then he decides to torture me by nibbling instead, making heat rush to my core.
God, he is only biting me, and that has me on the verge of self-combustion. How can this man have this reaction to my body? He pulls on my nipple through the lacy fabric and rolls his index finger and thumb. A soft moan escapes me, and I try to put my head on his shoulder, but he uses his free hand to pull my hair back to where he wants it. So demanding, and I’m enjoying this way too much.
“Uh, uh. Be a good girl for me, printsessa.” I feel my insides turn to mush. I both hate and love when he speaks to me in Russian. Something about how deep and sexy he sounds does something to my insides. I will never admit it to him, though. His hands start roaming down my belly in slow lazy circular motions, leaving goosebumps in their wake. He reaches my entrance and continues to rub in slow circular motions. Never penetrating. He is torturing me with how slow he is going. If he doesn’t do something about this, I'll grab a knife and stab him.
He bends me over the kitchen counter without warning, my breast pressing against the cool marble top. Maxim spreads my legs apart with his knee, forcing a whimper out of me. He wraps my hair around his wrists and pulls my head back. Hard. Out of defiance, I pull forward, but all that does is force him to yank my head even harder. He isn’t teasing anymore. I go to open my mouth to protest, but he presses his rough hands over my mouth and nose, making it hard to breathe. I should be finding all of this wrong and twisted, but my body is reacting; I’m just as twisted as he is. Maybe, we are a match after all.
“Surrender yourself completely to me, Sophia,” he growls.
“And why should I do that?” I reply with a flirty tone. Can I do this? Give myself up to someone just like that?
“Because I’ll have you screaming so loud that the neighbors will think we are committing a murder,” he says in a husky tone.
“Loud enough they call the cops?” I say, trying to sound flirty, but it comes out breathy. My heart starts to beat faster. I can’t believe I’m going along with his madness.
“We’ll make headlines, milaya.”
My breath catches in my throat. Think about this, Sophia. There’s no turning back. He was never going to let me go anyway. Fuck it. I want to experience what he is capable of.
“Do your worst, mi amor.”
“You shouldn't have said that, Sophia. You have no idea what you unleashed.”
I gulp at his comment, knowing he’s right. Oh, well. Learning is always a good thing. Maxim releases his hold on me, and I hear him taking a few steps back. My heart begins to race from anticipation. What is he playing at? A few seconds later, something soft is covering my eyes, shielding my sight. Again, why am I not more scared? A man I don’t know, a killer, is taking my sight, and I feel more wetness building between my legs.
You’re half-naked, eyes covered, and bared for him to do whatever he wants to you, and you find this hot. What is wrong with me? I feel his finger trailing down my back, going lower and lower. He reaches my ass, and I clench. No, he is not going to go there again. I’ve never had someone touch that hole until him. I don’t know how I feel about that.
He doesn’t give me a choice because he parts my cheeks and pushes a cold gel-like texture into my ass. That’s it. This is too much for me. I lift my body, but he pushes me back and holds me in place.
“Did I give you permission to move?”
I’m too stunned to speak at the realization. A deeply hidden part of me likes what he’s doing to me. He slides a finger inside my tight hole, and I feel a slight sting from his penetration. I clench, and he removes his pinky.
“Relax, I need to stretch you out, and if you tense, I’ll have to start again,” he says, trying to soothe my nerves, but it's not working. My body is on high alert.
“What are you stretching me out for?”
“I won’t do anything that won’t give you the pleasure you deserve.”
“Will I come so hard I see stars?”
“You'll come so hard the only thing you will be able to remember is my fucking name.”
“What are you waiting for, then? Make me forget it all.”
He slides his pinky back inside. “Breathe in and out, and relax the muscle,” he says as he slides in deeper. He presses left to right and goes deeper, little by little, until he can’t go anymore.
“Good girl. All that’s left to see is how good you take my cock inside this tight little hole.” God, his dirty-talking has me panting. Maxim releases his hold on me, and I feel him putting his hands in his pockets. My curiosity spikes. We’ve had sex without a condom. What could he be grabbing?
Maxim's hands slide up my legs to my sex. He slides something cold inside my pussy, forcing me to flinch. What the fuck is that?
“If I have to warn you one more time to relax, I will fuck your tight little asshole so hard you’ll bleed. I won’t give a shit if you’re fully stretched or not. That will be your fucking punishment for your defiance. Don’t you fucking dare move again. Understood, Sophia?” I’m tempted to move to see if he will carry out his threat, but I’m not that stupid. If his pinky hurts, I can’t even imagine how much pain his huge dick will cause me. He bites my neck hard, forcing me to yelp.
