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"Yes! Fuck!"
She is starting to buck her hips off the bed. Fuck yes. I shed my clothes and reach for my dick, notching it up to her opening. I rub it against her slit, getting her wetter for me. I want her to be dripping with my come when I fuck her. I am going to fuck her so hard that she won't remember her name. I'm going to put my dick so far into her that no other man will ever satisfy her. I am going to fuck her so good that she won't ever want another man again. These thoughts should bother me, but fuck that.
"I want you so fucking bad. Marie."
I line up and slowly push into her. I'm so large it's not easy and I have to pump in and out of her a few times before I can push the full way into her. She is so fucking tight around my dick I feel like it is being strangled. I can tell I have hit her G-spot as she arches her back off the bed, moaning in pleasure. Fuck. She is so fucking sexy.
"I'm.going.to.ruin.this.pussy." A deep thrust into her wet pussy accents every word.
I pull out and slam back into her. Fuck! I need her to come so badly I don't know if I can take much more. She is tight and hot around me. She feels so good. Fuck. I'm not going to last much longer. I take my hand and pinch her clit between my fingers and rub it while I fuck her.
"Fuuuuck! Yessss! Harder!" She is screaming at the top of her lungs.
"That’s right, take my cock. Such a good girl."
She doesn't respond, she just nods her head. I thrust harder. She is moaning my name, and it sounds so glorious on her lips.
"Oh Fuck!" She arches her back off of the bed and I feel her cum running down my cock.
I don't stop fucking her. She is coming so hard she is shaking. She's moaning and screaming my name. I pull out and turn her around, slamming my cock back inside of her. I wrap one hand around her throat and snake my other hand in between her legs as I lift her so we are both kneeling while I continue to pound into her.
"One more baby. Give me one more. I'm going to come in this tight pussy." She nods her head at me and moans. "Fuuuck! Marie!" I grunt as she cums on my cock again with two more deep thrusts and I feel my orgasm hit me in a shock wave of pleasure.
I've never cum so hard in my life. My vision goes white with pleasure for a moment. Fuck. I have never had it like this. She is just too fucking good. She feels too fucking good. Fuck, what am I going to do? I don't think I can give this up. Holy fuck! I think I know what the fuck Demetrius was talking about.
I lay her back on the bed and pulled out. She rolls onto her back, panting as I lay beside her. I could fuck this pussy all night and I plan on it. I just want to stay here in bed with her forever. I feel like a fucking caveman.
“I hope you don’t plan on walking much for the next few days, because I’m not done with you yet.”
Chapter 2
Marie
Boy,didheevergive me a good dicking down. Holy shit. He went longer than any man I have ever been with. Damn, if I didn't have to sneak out of here, I would swear I was dickmatized. But as much as I don't want to leave. Staying is impossible. My father brought me back for one reason and one reason only. To marry me off to Salvatore.
I don't want to marry him. I have known him since we were young and I have never liked him. As he got older, he only got more aggressive. He has tried to take advantage of me on numerous occasions. I say take advantage and not rape because he wasn't that forceful... but I have heard stories. Ones that paint him in an even worse light than I ever thought.
So today I have to go to my dad's and face the music. I have to find a way to get out of this because not only am I not ready for marriage, but the way he is forcing this all to happen doesn't bode well for me. And now that I'm back in Brooklyn, there is no way to break the contract. God help me if I have to be stuck here forever with him.
I turn over and look at the face of my Russian lover. God, he is the most beautiful man I have ever seen. He has this little furrow between his eyebrows even as he sleeps, but other than that, his face is serene and relaxed. I need to sneak out of here before he wakes up. But I really don't want to go. The thought of leaving him makes my heart hurt. My father would flip if he knew I spent the night with a Russian. After all, he is the Don of the Italian Mafia in Long Island.
I can't stay here. I have to go. He knew what this was the same as me, but just looking at him makes me want to stay. These feelings welling up inside of me have to be due to my arranged forced marriage. It sounds just as harsh as it really is. My father is selling me to Sal. Like I’m some prostitute. A million dollars. That’s what I am worth to him. The sale price is a cool million and if I provide an heir in the next year, he gets another million. God, can it get any worse? I’m sure it can.
What the fuck can a girl do, though? I am expected as the Don's only child to marry who he chose to be the next Don. But why Sal? There have to be better men to choose from. So why him? All I know is after last night, the answer is clear to me. I knew I didn't want this life, and I still didn't. No one has come close to how amazing last night was. If I could wake Vladimir and run off with him right now? I would. But I know that isn’t possible my father would find me. But at least I will have this night to think about for the rest of my life.
Last night was pure bliss, I think to myself and reminisce about our night together. The best sex I have ever had without any attachments. But unfortunately for me, I got a bit attached. I need to find a way to sneak out without him thinking less of me. Of course, it shouldn't matter, but it does. Because this Russian owns a piece of my heart now. I know I will never see him again. I shake my head. That's something I can't worry about right now.
I get off the bed, and grab my shirt, skirt, and boots, while I try to dress as quietly as possible so I won't wake him. I also want a quick peek at this Russian's thick uncircumcised cock before I go because damn, it's a thing of beauty. No way would I pass that up. I take a quick peek and try to burn it into my memory as I scan his beautiful body. I quietly sneak to the door and open it. I look back at him one more time, hoping we will cross paths again as I slip out the door.
I managed to get out of the hotel undetected and sigh with relief. I call a cab to take me to my father's estate. I stand there waiting for the cab, bundled against the cold when my phone rings. I take a quick look, my heart beating in anticipation. With an unusual ache, I realize it isn't Vladimir. My heart sinks in my chest. Of course, it isn't him, silly ... you gave him your middle name and no number. I can't help but frown at that realization. I really won’t see him again.
"Hey, Lena." I'm met by my stepmother's shrill yelling, cursing, and demands that I get to the house right this instant.
Shit, I didn't think about what would happen when they realized I didn't go there after my plane landed. I have to go there and get this over and done. What an amazing way to end my weekend. I've just been screwed six ways from Sunday and the aftermath has me running from not a man, but my dad's wife. His bitchy whore wife.
I sigh. I guess my heartbreak is beginning earlier than I expected. I swallow and choke back a sob. Why does this feel like a betrayal?
Because last night was everything you needed and now, you have to leave it behind to marry a monster. The rest of your life will never live up to those moments you just shared. My conscious reminds me.
