Page 4 of Stolen Innocence


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He moved up behind me, the heat from his body sinking into me. He leaned down until I felt his warm breath on my neck and then kissed my pulse. His teeth scraped my skin very lightly, and I let out a whimper, caving in to the urge to melt back against him.

Dimitri was now sliding my rose-pink dress off my shoulders as he kept kissing my neck. When the silk slid down off my breasts, my nipples showed through my satin bra in impatient little points. Gasping for air, heart pounding, I started to tremblewhen he unhooked my bra. He was still completely clothed except for his shoes, which he’d stepped out of by the door.

His large, warm hands cupped my breasts eagerly once the bra fell away, stroking them nimbly while I arched back against him and panted for air. He was huge and solid behind me, holding me effortlessly while his fingertips teased my tight nipples until I squirmed.

When I couldn’t stand it anymore, I turned and pressed against him, his kiss stealing my breath. His hands slid down to cup my ass and lift me against him. I wrapped my arms and legs around him, lost in his kiss, already craving his bare body against mine.

He carried me to the bed and laid me down on it, trailing kisses down my neck to my collarbone and down to my breast. He teased my nipple with his lips and tongue before sucking until my breath came in sobs and I was shaking all over.

I dug my nails into the fabric of his shirt. I wanted to touch him, to feel his skin, but his mouth was trailing over to my other breast, and then teasing my other nipple until I thrashed under him. My coordination was gone, my breath was gone, my vision swam. All I could do was feel.

And then he was moving away, and I moaned in disappointment until I saw what he was doing. He stripped impatiently, unbuttoning and shouldering out of his shirt, pulling the tank top under it over his head, revealing pale muscle crisscrossed with black tattoos. In the dim lighting, I couldn’t even sort out the images.

When his pants dropped, I did my best not to stare, but it was tough, especially when he rolled the condom on. He looked likeI couldn’t have fit my hand around him.Dimitri was a big man, and his cock was no exception. I hoped he was careful with it.

He loomed over me, caressing my skin with warm sweeps of his broad, callused hands. I could feel his excitement, hear the shudder in his breath. But he didn’t just push in like I was used to, though we were both naked now and the rubber was on.

His mouth joined his hands and trailed over me, making me moan and twist and ache inside in a way I had never felt. His tongue flicked nimbly against my nipple, making my toes curl. Then he lifted me to his mouth and sucked until it almost hurt. My voice broke in hoarse cries as my fingers tangled in his hair. Then he eased off and started exploring me again.

By the time his fingers parted my folds and his tongue found my clit, I was already so turned on that I found myself begging and digging my nails into his shoulders. My thighs wanted to squeeze together but he held them open, delving in and licking me in slow, delicate strokes that gathered speed and strength.

I’d never felt anything this good. My muscles got tighter and tighter and I shook uncontrollably as he found a fast rhythm and flicked it over my clit until I couldn’t catch my breath. I lifted my hips against his face as he feasted on me, hips jolting with every velvety swipe of his tongue. Inside, I felt the most beautiful tension, a mix of bliss and a hunger for even more sensation growing and growing until he had to hold me down with both hands.

It was good, it was amazing, it was unbelievable, it wastoo good, and then suddenly I couldn’t think or feel anything else. Ecstasy exploded outward from my clit in waves, and I lost all control, crying out wildly.

I collapsed onto the mattress, everything hazy, body aglow. Only then did he settle over me, his girth sliding easily into my relaxed body. The fire he’d stoked in me rushed through me again, and I felt my flesh tighten around him. I moaned and gasped with every thrust, feeling my muscles tense toward orgasm again. He kept driving me toward it, tireless as a machine, but with his breath starting to come in hoarse little groans. His passion fed mine, then he let out a moan that pushed me over the edge in the same moment.

His deep voice murmured encouragement in my ear as the pleasure made me thrash under him. “Yes, little rose, there you go, yes…” was said with such tenderness that I almost wept.

But then I arched and ground my hips in time with those delicious spasms and he went wild, speeding his movements until we were both trembling and groaning and straining together. In the middle of losing my mind again, I felt his cock jump inside me, and he shouted hoarsely in time with every stroke until the last spasm rolled through us both.

I lay there under him, stunned, wide-eyed with this new revelation of what my body could do in the hands of a skilled lover. My past lovers had cheated me of more than I had ever realized.

I wanted to stay awake, knowing that morning would come too soon, and after that he would walk out of my life. I didn’t want that. I wanted this bed, this room, and this man for far longer than a few hours. But he had exhausted me.

I fell asleep in his arms, understanding now why some women chased certain men, fought over them, and stayed stuck on them when they behaved badly. There was more to it than just ride-or-die love. And now that I had tasted it, I didn’t want to go back to selfish, mediocre lovers.

But Dimitri was still leaving. And as I slipped off into sweet dreams, I understood that I would never see him again.

Chapter 1

Alissa

Five Years Later

It was mid-February when my hero-cop boyfriend of four months, Alan, went stomping out of my life. I stared out the window of my tiny one-bedroomed apartment as he quickly crossed the street, wishing he would lose his footing on the inch-thick ice, and break something going down. I didn’t feel at all bad for thinking it.

It was the kind of breakup that had started building almost from the first week we had gotten together. I had been desperate enough to ignore that. Now, looking at him stalking across the street, all I could do was wipe my tears and move on. I never wanted to see him again.

We had met seven months into the investigation of my daughter Michelle’s kidnapping. He had been one of a revolving cast of lead investigators on the case, which kept stalling, hitting dead ends, and turning up nothing no matter how much it changed hands. I had nothing in my life but surviving and trying to find my baby.

Alan must have seen me as an easy target, someone bereaved, alone, vulnerable, starved for any scrap of affection, easy to con into bed, into cooking for him, into doing his damn laundry. Raw with the need for my daughter and desperate for company, I’d let him have his way at first. But there was still a line inside me thatcouldn’t be crossed if a man wanted me to keep him around. He had crossed it, so, painful or not, that was that. Out he went.

It had all come to a head thirty minutes ago, when he had shaken me awake for pre-breakfast sex. I had been doing my best to put up with his awkward groping and poking. He wasn’t very good in bed, too selfish to even try to learn my body or my wants. Not like my last lover at all.

In fact, he was such a downgrade from Dimitri that it embarrassed me now that I had ever slept with him. Slept with him more than the handful of times it took to figure out he was inept in bed and refused to learn. But he was manipulative, whiny, borderline threatening sometimes, and, eventually, I had always caved in. For the last four months, sex had been a chore.

I had tolerated Alan’s idea of sex, knowing anything I asked for would go in one ear and out the other, and comforting myself that his mediocre fucking wouldn’t last long. But then he had whispered something in my ear that had gone off like a bomb in my heart, leaving me squirming my way out from under him and groping for my clothes,Just let Michelle go. I’ll give you plenty of beautiful babies to replace her with.

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