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I’m so close.
So painfully close.
And then Timofey pulls away.
The feeling I’ve been chasing fizzles out, and I whip around, my face knit into frustration. “What are you doing?” I practically scream.
Timofey wipes his mouth with his forearm. Even though it’s one of the sexiest things I’ve ever seen, I still hate him right now.
With a rough twist, he forces me to turn around and then pins my back against his chest with the band of his arm. “Whatever the fuck I want to do,” he hisses in my ear.
His other hand slides up my stomach and cups my breasts. His fingers tweak my nipple, rolling and pinching until it’s taut and sensitive. I lean back into him as his other hand rises up to hold me, too. He’s palming me and grinding himself into my ass.
Timofey’s heavy breathing against my neck is hot. Knowing that he’s like that because of me is intoxicating. It’s maddening.
Pretty soon, I can’t resist. I reach around and slide my hand beneath the waist of his briefs.
“Piper,” Timofey warns, his hands stilling on me. It’s like a warning.Do as I say or you’ll be punished.
But I don’t care. Whatever happens next will be worth it. Hearing him fall apart at my touch would be worth anything.
I wrap my hand around him, and gasp when I realize he’s so thick that my thumb and finger don’t meet. Then I slide my hand down and down… and down.
“Oh, Timofey,” I gasp, squeezing as I slide my hand back up his endless shaft. “I can’t wait. I want you.”
Timofey has been frozen while I touch him, but he drops his hands and thrusts into the circle of my hand. “I don’t care what you want. Keep going.”
With my back to his front, I continue stroking him. He slides his pants and boxers down to give me better access, and I work his length until he is rock hard and twitching in my palm. Until I’m pulsing with every stroke, hungry for him in a way I’ve never known.
“Timofey,” I whisper, bending forward so I’m spread in front of him.
“No,” he barks as he lays a hand on my hip.
I arch my back and stroke him, working the very tip of him against my opening. “Timofey. Please.”
A growl rumbles through Timofey’s chest and his hand tightens on me. “I saidno.”
I can hear his breathing growing labored, and simply knowing I’m the one pushing him towards the edge is enough to take me there.
“I don’t want to come again without you inside of me.”
He blows out a shaky breath. Then, without warning, Timofey yanks my hand away and slides himself into me.
I’m wet and beyond ready, but I still cry out at the size of him. He stretches me wide and pulses shallowly a few times before he pushes in even deeper.
He hits the very deepest part of me, and I spread my arms wide on the hood of the car. “Don’t move. Stay right there. I can’t—”
“You’ll do exactly what I tell you to do,” he commands, sliding out inch by unbelievable inch before sheathing himself in me again.
“Fuck!” I pound a fist on the car, and I kind of hope I dent it. That way I can come out here again and again to remind myself that this happened.
“You’re so tight,kiska,” Timofey growls. “You feel so fucking good.”
He retreats and then presses forward until the slide of him inside of me feels natural. Until I never want to be without him in this way. Until I forget what it was ever like without him buried all the way in me.
My legs are shaking and trembling. My muscles are exhausted from my two previous orgasms, but I need another one. I need to come again with him inside of me, and I need it now.
“Please,” I pant, reaching back to stroke his muscular thighs. “Take me. Fill me.”
