Aggressive Russian

by Flora Ferrari

  “Tell me. Tell me what you dream of me doing to your beautiful body.”

  “I…this…everything.”

  “This?”

  “Not specifically, but something like this. Taking me because you can’t control yourself, just like I know you can’t now. I can feel it in your grip, and in your cock pressing into me.”

  “Tell me you are not the same. Tell me your nipples are not fighting to break through that jacket. Tell me your pussy is not dripping wet. Tell me your need is not beyond control.”

  “You’re right…all of it, all of me wants you…needs you.”

  Her words set me off and I slide my hand underneath her coat, and around to her front, unbuckling her pants.

  “Vladimir.”

  “Tell me to stop and I will.”

  “I can’t.”

  “Good, because neither can I.”

  CHAPTER 17

  Julie

  “Once we start there is no going back. It will not be possible, not now and not ever.”

  “There is no past for me, only the future.”

  He growls into my ear as he takes my lobe in his mouth as he slides my belt straight out of the loops and I hear the buckle hit the floor.

  His big fingers unsnap the top button and then the ones below it just before he slides his hand inside my open pants, cupping my wet panties.

  “Fuck,” he moans. “Look how wet you are for me.”

  I reach a hand back and grab for his rod, which is straining against his pants. “And look at how hard you are for me.”

  “Always.”

  I moan out as he slides his palm across my panties before pulling his hand out and yanking my pants down to my mid thigh and my panties immediately after.

  My body jerks forward as he presses his groin against my bare ass. He pulls his hips back and I feel his hand come down on my globe as he gives me a firm slap, sending me lurching forward again.

  I hear his belt buckle unclasp and the leather slide through the loops before I hear the thud of his belt joining mine on the floor.

  I hear the sound of the fabric of his pants and underwear being slid down his legs just before I feel his thick cock pressed against my backside.

  I reach forward with one hand, bracing myself on the wall as I use it for leverage, pushing my ass back into his dick.

  “You feel how hungry my cock is for you?”

  “Yes,” I moan.

  “Good, because I am going to bury it so deep inside your wet little pussy it may never come out.”

  “Oh my god.”

  “And even if we do get it out there is one thing we will not.”

  “What’s that?”

  “All the come I am going to bury so deep inside you.”

  “I’m not on birth control.”

  His hips buck and my body moves forward, closer to the wall.

  He growls deeply, the sound echoing off the walls inside the small space as his grip on my jawline tightens.

  “Good,” rumbles from deep within his core, leaving though his chest. The word never even reached his lips, and it didn’t have to. The man’s pipes are so powerful that there’s no doubt his diaphragm that generates those smoky sounds from his vocal cords, can do the same without him even needing to open his mouth to speak.

  A feral moan leaves me in reply, our communication now turning primal, animalistic.

  “Once I fill you, you will carry my baby, mine and only mine. No man will be foolish enough to ever look at you again, but even if one tried he would see you were already claimed…already mine,” he says, running the shaft of his cock though my folds. “You understand me?”

  “Yes.”

  CHAPTER 18

  Vladimir

  Hearing her say that one three-lettered word was enough to set me off.

  My other hand leaves her jaw and I run my fingers around her neck and through her silky, smooth locks.

  I put my nose right in that spot along her neck behind her ear and breathe in deep.

  “Damn, you smell so perfect…so feminine like a flower that has not even been discovered yet.”

  “I…haven’t,” she says, and my head pulls back.

  “This is your first time?”

  She nods, looking back at me nervously.

  She bites down on her lower lip and then releases it, licking her lips.

  “Are you afraid?”

  “Just a little, but I’m ready.”

  “Do you even know what you are ready for?”

  “No, and that’s the part that scares me and excites me at the same time.”

  “You know you deserve so much better than this. You deserve a bed of goose down overlooking the ocean in the springtime…but I can not wait that long. I must have you now.”

  “Good, because I need you to take me…claim me…make me yours.”

  Fuck! Part of me knows I should wait, make this more romantic even though she tells me she’s just as ready as I am.

  I should pull back, take my time with her. Even just waiting until tomorrow…bathing her body in champagne and licking off every last drop before licking the sweetness between her legs. That’s what I should do, give her all the foreplay in the world…the candles, the incredible meal, the five-star hotel…all of it.

  “Are you sure? We can do this tomorrow…if I can find a way to wait that long.”

  “I’m sure. I can’t wait.”

  “Good, because honestly I think I will explode if I wait much longer.

  My hand moves in-between her coat and I place it on her chest, feeling her perfect body and her heartbeat thumping against her rib cage underneath.

  “I can try and go slowly,” I say, not lying intentionally, but knowing that’s going to be damn near impossible.

  “No. I want it hard and fast, just like you want to give it to me.”

  Fuck! My ass cheeks flex sending my hips forward as I grind my cock into her even harder, my body telling me it’s time to impregnate her, fill her with my seed.

  “I promise I will give you everything really soon…and I do mean everything.”

  “I don’t care. All I want is you.”

  I slide my cock back through her folds and I feel her knees bend as she tries to put more friction between her opening and my rod.

  “I can not wait any longer. It is time to claim you, and in the process you will claim me too. I swear you are going to feel it, see it, and experience it…and it will be like nothing you could have ever imagined…just like you are beyond my wildest dreams.”

  CHAPTER 19

  Julie

  His hand takes the side of my face and he turns it back towards him, just before his lips crash down on mine.

  I moan into his mouth, my lips parting as I taste him tasting me.

  I’m dripping with need as my eyes close and I can’t even feel my legs or feet. It’s like I’m floating and all I want is the pleasure Vladimir is giving me to never stop.

  I tilt my pelvis forward, giving him a better angle to enter me and he wastes no time putting the crown of his cock at my entrance.

  Before he can say a word or do anything, I put my hand against the wall in front of me and push back hard, sending his cock inside me for the first time in my life.

  My shoulders raise and my mouth opens wide as all the air leaves me as he buries himself deep inside me.

  “Oh fuck, you feel so perfect,” he says.

  I can feel his breath on my shoulders as he just stops there, his dick lodged in my channel, not moving in or out. The feeling of him stretching me open is everything I thought it would be and more…much more.

  Slowly I feel his hips pulling back as his cock slides through my walls, the tight seal between our bodies almost too strong.

  Thankfully I was wet beyond belief and his shaft soaked up my juices as he slid inside me, lubricating his in and out.

  Just as the tip of his dick is about to leave me I sit back down onto his lap, sending him back inside me.

  “
You can’t get enough, can you?”

  “Never.”

  “Neither can I.”

  His hips start to slowly move in rhythm and it’s only then I realize he wasn’t even nearly all the way inside me.

  “You are so damn tight…so damn perfect.”

  “And you’re so damn big.”

  I inhale the scent of sex in the room as I hear him starting to grunt. I turn back and see his jaw is set, his muscles flexed, and only one thing on his mind.

  But I can’t tell if that thing is him trying not to come too quickly or him trying to fill me immediately.

  “I’m ready to accept your seed anytime,” I say as his hips slam into my ass. I feel my butt jiggle and my body move forward with each thrust.

  “I do not think you can handle all the seed I have been saving just for you.”

  His hands grab me by the waist, the fur coat flopping every which way as his forearms act as a shelf, keeping it just out of our way.

  I look forward and then to the side seeing all his Italian suits and shoes and feeling the power of his presence, only matched by how powerful he made me feel adorned with this incredible gift.

  And the fact that we’re so elegant together, but our need so strong we’re fucking in a closet just goes to show the range of emotions this man brings out in me, and I in him.

  “You were made for me,” he says as his fingers grip me hard and his thrusts become faster, deeper, and wilder.

  “I’m getting close,” I say feeling like I’m doing bicycle sprints inside a sauna. “Come in me and make me yours.”

  “You keep talking like that and this is not…going…to…be…much longer. I’m going to fill you so damn deep my juices will be dripping out of you for the next three weeks.”

  His possessiveness is off the charts, demonstrated by his words, his grip, and the tenacity of his thrusts.

  And the only act of possessiveness left in this moment is to fill me, and make me his forever.

  CHAPTER 20

  Vladimir

  “So damn close,” I pant, unable to catch my breath. “Just know I am always here for you, always your protector, your man. Your life, and the life we create is forever. You are both safe with me until the end of time.”

  “Come inside me, Vladimir. Make me yours. Make a life with me.”

  Three short sentences, all commands. And three seconds later I feel my balls pull up and my cock stop.

  My hips tilt forward and suddenly I feel her walls lock on me with a vice like grip, holding me in place until I explode inside her, my jets firing hot creamy come deep inside her as I howl like a fucking wolf.

  Her pussy pulses on my cock, milking me as she covers my cock in her come.

  I wrap my arms around her tight, pulling her entire body into mine so she can feel me quiver and quake and I can feel the same as we share this moment of vulnerability with each other, and only each other.

  I never really knew what it meant to truly love someone, to let your guard down completely and trust another, until now.

  I want her to know what she has reduced me to. I need her to know the power she has over me. And as crazy as it sounds I think that feeling of power will translate to other parts of her life in ways that will only make it better.

  My cock jerks again, painting the inside of her womb as I breed her.

  She’s mine now…the mother of our unborn child and the children we’ll have after that and after that and after that.

  Because she’s my soulmate and I can’t wait to mate with her so damn many times that we have a whole house full of the family we create together.

  That’s what life’s all about, and I only discovered that once I found her.

  The love of my life.

  CHAPTER 21

  Vladimir

  I lie on the bed, my back against the headboard as my mind replays what just happened over and over and over again.

  My dick is still rock hard as I listen to the sounds of the water hitting the bathroom tiles as my woman showers.

  My woman.

  Damn right. She’s mine forever now.

  The shower stops and I start wondering if I’ll even be able to make it to the shower before I need her again. Who am I kidding? I know I won’t.

  But when she steps into the doorway of the bedroom, completely nude save that fake fur coat again I see she’s already a step ahead of me.

  She’s got a shit-eating grin on her face and I smirk right back at her.

  “Come here,” I say, all four fingers of my right hand shooting a come hither motion her way.

  She glides across the bedroom like it’s a catwalk, as she should.

  New York might be home to the world’s most famous Fashion Week, but no woman in the world has a body like hers, nor the personality to match.

  She steps right up onto the bed like she owns it, and she does now, because what’s mine is hers and what’s hers is mine…and that includes what’s in-between her legs.

  I grab her calf and pull her in close, her hands finding the wall as her pussy comes forward right into my face.

  She’s wet already, and it’s not from the shower.

  I put my face right in her middle and inhale deep. “I could smell you all day, every day, and taste you too, and it still wouldn’t be enough. Not now. Not ever.”

  Before I take another breath of air my mouth is seeking out her clit, taking it gently with my teeth as I taste her throbbing nub for the first time.

  My dick is standing at attention and when she moans my hands slide up underneath her coat, cupping her ass and pulling her pussy into my face.

  She grinds her cunt all over my face as I lick, suck, tease and lap up every part of her pussy and her wetness.

  I feel her ass cheeks flex in my hand and the bed starts to shake slightly from her wobbling inner thighs.

  “Vlad!” she screams out before she paints my face in her sticky cream and my cock erupts straight up like a volcano, painting the inside of her knee.

  She collapses onto the bed on top of me with a worried look on her face.

  “What is wrong?”

  “The coat. Did it get anything on it?”

  “If it did we will get you a new one.”

  “But this is the original, I want it. It means something to me…so much.”

  “Then we will clean it…after we get dirty some more.”

  I wink at her and she smiles deviously, before sitting up and throwing the coat to the side.

  Now I see her completely uncovered, every part of me freezes as I take in the unobstructed view of my angel.

  She crawls on top of me and slides down my cock, the fucker still hard even after two releases in the last fifteen minutes.

  I don’t know what’s higher right now…my dick or my mind. My cock just won’t come down from pointing towards the skies, and that’s exactly where my head has been too…in the clouds.

  I’ve never been a romantic, sappy kind of guy but damn…I never had her either.

  She’s the woman that made the dreams I didn’t even know I had come true.

  And I’m going to spend the rest of my life doing the same for her.

  I grab her hips and move her up and down on my dick as her feet press into the mattress, giving her leverage so she can bounce on my pole.

  We say nothing, just staring into each other’s eyes until minutes later we both climax together…witnessing the pure, unadulterated beauty of each other’s face as we give ourselves to the other.

  As we both come down from our simultaneous orgasms she leans forward, grabbing my face hard and kissing me even harder.

  And I thought I was the possessive one. I guess it takes two to tango, and this dance is just getting started.

  CHAPTER 22

  Vladimir

  The next day

  “Mr. Jarvis is in a meeting! You can’t go in there,” his secretary pleads to no use.