by Jenika Snow
He leaned down to bury his face in the crook of her neck, inhaling deeply. She smelled sweet, like cotton candy, and he ran his tongue up the length of her throat.
“And if they do?” Honestly he didn’t care if anyone saw them. It would probably turn him on knowing someone saw him claiming her, finally having her.
“You wouldn’t care if someone saw you with me?” She sounded slightly surprised, but she also sounded drugged as fuck, and he knew it was probably taking a lot of power for her even to speak right now.
He pulled back only enough to look in her eyes after she spoke. Without saying anything right away, Viktor worked his fingers over her pussy lips, and couldn’t stop the groan that left him at the smoothness of her flesh. He started grinding himself against her, his cock aching to be deep inside of her body.
“Tell me how it feels.” It would turn him on like nothing else for her to admit to him that he was the one making her feel incredible. Call him narcissistic, but Viktor didn’t fucking care. He wanted Karina to give him this. He didn’t know if she realized it or not, but she was working herself on his hand, moving her pussy back and forth ever so slightly.
He was an arrogant bastard, and he got this sick kind of power knowing that she was doing what he said, saying what she felt.
“It feels good.”
He looked into her eyes, and pressed his thumb against her clit at the same time he placed the pad of his index finger right at her pussy hole.
“It feels really good.”
He groaned softly. “Is this a virgin pussy?”
Her eyes widened for a second, but after a moment she shook her head.
“Good, because when I have my cock in your cunt I don’t plan on taking it nice and easy. I won’t be able to control myself.” Her gasp pleased him.
He worked his fingers through her folds, moved them up and down her slit, and then started rubbing her clit back and forth, wanting, no, needing her to come for him.
“Viktor.”
“Call me Sir.”
She didn’t say it for a second, but then licked her lips, her cheeks becoming a nice pink color. “Sir, wait.”
He loved hearing her say that, but he wanted her screaming it as he fucked her, scratched his back as he pounded his dick in and out of her, and wrapped her legs around his waist tightly, holding onto him.
“I want to fuck you,” he said against her neck.
“God, Sir.”
“I want my cock in your cunt. I want you in my bed, under me, and giving me everything because you need me as much as I fucking need you.” He stroked her faster, harder, and knew she would get off in a matter of seconds. He wanted her to climax with the staff just feet from them, only a wall separating what he was doing to her from the party. But he slowed his actions, and as a result she dug her fingers into his chest. “I want you to tell me you want me inside of you,” he said low, husky.
“Oh my God,” she whispered. Karina started moving her hips back and forth, grinding her pussy on his hand with faster motions. He wanted to keep going, wanted her to come all over his fingers, to get off right at this party, for him, because she couldn’t help herself. But finding reserve and self-control, he pulled away from her only an inch. She made this soft sound of disappointment, and he fucking loved that. He lifted his hand, feeling her pussy cream coating his fingers, and showed her the product of what they’d just done. She was breathing harder now, and when he moved his fingers closer to his mouth he heard her stop breathing altogether.
“Tell me,” he demanded.
“I want you inside of me.” Her words were soft, but genuine.
While keeping his focus on her eyes, he sucked the digits clean, moving his tongue around his fingers and licking off all of her cream. He moved toward her again, grabbed her behind the head, holding her in place with his hand tangled in her hair, and slammed his mouth on hers. He forced her to taste herself on him, and when she moaned and tried to pull him closer he moved back again.
She was shaking, and he knew it was because she was close to the edge of coming. He let her breathe for a few seconds, wanting her like an animal, but also knowing this was probably a lot to take in. He might like to be in control with all things in his life, and just the thought of having Karina in all ways made him harder than he’d ever been in his life, but he didn’t want to frighten her.
“Am I scaring you, baby?”
She shook her head, and he was pleased she didn’t hesitate. “I just…” She paused for a second, and he gave her a moment to finish speaking, not rushing her. “I just don’t understand any of this. I don’t understand why you’d want me when you can have supermodels.”
He lifted his hand and ran his thumb over her bottom lip, loving the little sound she made. When he dipped his finger into her mouth and looked into her eyes, he watched the plethora of emotions cross her face. “Suck on my thumb, rub your tongue around it.”
She wrapped her lips around the digits, licked at his flesh, and moaned softly. He pulled his hand away, and cupped her chin, holding her immobile.
Viktor got pissed that she didn’t think she was anything special, that somehow the other women he’d associated himself with were better than she was.
“I’m not beautiful like them, and I don’t want to give myself to you and get ruined, Viktor.” He liked her calling him Sir, liked that power, but he also liked hearing her say his name in that breathy tone. He didn’t know what it was about her. He hadn’t even been inside of her yet, but he already knew one time wouldn’t be enough. Doing something he had never done with a woman, he would be honest with her in how he felt.
“In my eyes you outshine those other women, Karina.” He smoothed his thumb along her cheek, looking at her mouth. “You’re special in more ways than you know.” He looked into her eyes now. “I don’t understand any of this either, but how about we just go with it?”
She was silent for a second, not responding, but he didn’t rush her. Finally she took a deep breath in and nodded slowly.
“Okay, Viktor.”
Her voice had this strength moving through him.
“But a part of me is afraid of the power you have over me.”
He couldn’t stop the groan that came from him. He moved an inch closer, ground his cock into her belly, and placed his lips so close to hers he knew once he started speaking they’d brush together.
“Baby, I’ll admit something to you that I’ve never said to anyone.” He paused before continuing. “You’ve had a power over me since the moment I saw you.” And then he crushed his mouth to hers and kissed her like he was starving. “The things I want to do to you…” he said against her mouth and started kissing her harder.
She broke away, gasping, and digging her nails into his arms.
“What do you want to do to me, Sir?”
His cock jerked. “You really want to know?”
She nodded, pressing her breasts against his chest. He glanced down at took in her generous cleavage rising over the hem of the dress’s collar.
“I want to have you in my room, stripped naked, and your ass red from me spanking it.”
She looked down, and he lifted her chin up with his finger and thumb.
“Look at me.” When she was staring right at him he finished. “I want to have you bound, submissive to my needs, coming because I allowed it.”
She parted her lips but didn’t say anything.
“The pain I want to give you would make you get off so hard, baby. I know it.” He stroked her cheek with his finger and looked at her mouth. “I want you in every way, Karina. I’m a selfish, determined man, and I wouldn’t have stopped until I had you.” He leaned forward another inch until he could feel and smell the warm, sweet scent of her wine-laced breath along his mouth.
“Anything I do to you will bring you just as much pleasure as it will bring me, Karina. I can fucking guarantee it.” He tilted her head to the side, baring her throat, and having her at his mercy.
“It’s hard for me to understand, to believe that out of all the other women you could have you’d want me. I’m so plain, and certainly not skinny.”
He made a low sound of warning, and he saw her eyes widen.
“I don’t want you ever saying you aren’t just as beautiful as any other woman.”
A beat of silence stretched between them.
“You say that like it’s the truth, but I’ve seen the women you have been with.” She glanced down. “I’m thicker, plain, and tonight is probably the first night in my entire life I’ve ever dressed like this. I’m so out of my element.”
She was wearing her glasses, and he fucking loved them, loved the way she looked all around.
“There is something about you that draws me in, Karina. There’s something that has this obsession inside of me, that makes me think about you constantly. I want to possess you, own every inch of you.”
“You like getting what you want,” she said without phrasing it like a question.
“I do, and I want you.” He slid his hand over her cheek and to the back of her head. He breathed in her scent. “We would be so fucking good together, Karina. Total opposites that mesh perfectly.” He took his other hand and held her cheek, now cupping both sides of her face. He wanted her looking right in his eyes when he said the next part, because then she’d know pleasantries were done. “I want you at my apartment, naked, on your knees, and sucking my cock before I fuck you.” He took a step back, and held his hand out for her to take. “Will you go with me and see where this leads?” He lifted an eyebrow, waiting to see what she’d do, what she’d say. Would she take this chance, give herself to him, or would she run? He’d chase her if he had to, because Viktor wasn’t going to let her walk away.
Chapter Five
Karina had left the party with Viktor, her employer, her nerves waging war inside of her. She wanted him, but she was also afraid of these feelings. They were strong, consuming, and she didn’t know how this would end. She wasn’t a virgin, but she also didn’t want to be a notch in his bedpost.
Now she stood in his apartment, the lavishness what she’d expected given his position in life. He removed his jacket and tossed it over the back of the couch. The lights were on, but were dimmed, making everything seem hazy and dream-like.
They stood across from each other, only several feet apart, neither speaking, neither moving. Her heart was beating fast and hard, her nerves right at the surface.
The arousal that she’d felt when Viktor had touched her consumed every part of her. She still felt his hands on her, felt the heat, the arousal … the control and power. The last thing he’d said before they left was he wanted her naked in his room, and on her knees sucking his cock. That’s all she had been thinking about on the limo ride to his place, all that kept her from saying anything else.
You’re really doing this.
Karina was still so wet for him, embarrassingly so.
“Come here, Karina,” he said and held his hand out. She moved to him without fault, slipped her hand in his, and he pulled her into the hardness of his body. He was so muscular, the tendons and sinew so pronounced that she felt so feminine with him.
“You remember what I said I wanted from you before we left?”
God, yes.
Karina nodded.
Clenching her thighs together because she was so wet it was almost uncomfortable, she closed her eyes and just tried to focus.
“Are you ready to do that, Karina? Are you ready to be mine?”
She nodded again.
He led them out of the living room, down a hallway, and finally they were in his bedroom. It smelled like him: woodsy, masculine, erotic. He let go of her hand and moved over to the edge of the bed, but didn’t sit down. Instead he undid the button of his slacks, his focus on her while he did it. He pulled the zipper down slowly, as if he wanted to make it last.
“Come here.”
She did as he said, and when she stood in front of him, only a foot separating them, he reached out and slipped the thin straps of her dress down her shoulders. He then went to her side, found the zipper and pulled that down. She clenched her arms to her sides, holding the dress up, and feeling every part of her tense and shake.
“I want to see you. Let the dress fall, Karina.” His voice was so hard, so controlled and commanding that she found herself doing what he said instantly.
When the dress fell to the floor, pooling around her feet, she couldn’t think, let alone breathe. She wore only a pair of panties, and the chilled air moved along her exposed breasts. His focus was on her chest, and when she glanced down she saw his straining erection.
“You’re fucking beautiful, Karina.”
And she believed him. By the tone in his voice, his hard cock, and the way he looked at her, she knew he was being genuine.
He removed his shirt and tossed it aside, and then got rid of his pants. There he stood in nothing at all, his cock huge, and making her mouth dry. For a few seconds all she could do was stare at him. His skin had this golden hue, and his body was so defined she didn’t think a man could be so muscular. He had no hair on his chest except for the dark trail that started right below his navel and met with the trimmed thatch of hair surrounding his monster dick.
“Take the panties off, Karina.”
She found herself doing just that, and before she knew it she was standing there just as naked as he was.
Of course she had dreamed about this moment, but she’d never admit that, not him, or even herself out loud.
He sat on the edge of the bed, waiting for her. He was like steel between his thighs, thick and long, and the drop of pre-cum at the tip told her exactly how worked up he was.
“I said come here, Karina.”
She moved toward him, her knees feeling like they’d buckle.
“On your knees, baby.”
With slightly shaky legs she lowered herself to the ground. Looking up at him, his cock between them, the tip becoming more covered with pre-cum, she knew this man would forever change something in her.
For a second all he did was look at her face, but then as the time ticked by he lowered his gaze to her breasts. Her nipples were so hard, but they felt like they got even harder the longer he stared at her. He reached out and smoothed his hands over her chest, and she tried to control her breathing, the pleasure already mounting.
“How turned on are you, Karina?” he asked in a low voice.
“Really turned on.”
“Is your cunt wet?”
She nodded, not trusting her voice.
He squeezed her breasts more roughly, and a gasp left her. The discomfort was immediately replaced by this pleasure that shocked her.
Viktor grinned, but it was a little ruthless in appearance. “Tell me where you want my cock,” he said in this deep, sandpapery growl.
She licked her lips and dug her nails into the flesh of his thighs.
“In my pussy.”
He made this gruff noise. “Where else?”
“In my mouth,” she said softer.
“Anywhere else, baby?”
A moment of silence stretched between them. She still didn’t respond.
“How about in that nice, big ass of yours?”
Her pulse raced at his words. “If that’s where you’d like to fuck me.” God, where did that come from?
“You know exactly what to say to have me nearly coming right now, Karina.” He removed his hands from her breasts, but instead of letting her do what he wanted, he slipped his hand right between her thighs. Viktor spread her pussy lips with his fingers, smearing her cream around and having her dig her nails even further into his flesh. He continued to run the pads of his fingers through her folds, not speaking, not even showing emotion. She was already on the verge of coming, and holding still for his ministrations was damn hard.
He pulled his fingers away, the digits glossy with her arousal. Viktor brought them to his mouth, his eyes locked on hers, and licked his finge
rs clean. Before she could even comprehend anything he had her pulled close to him, had his lips latched onto hers, and fucked her mouth like she knew he’d be doing to her pussy. She braced her hands on the bed to steady herself, to take his erotic onslaught. She wanted more, so much more that she was drowning in it.
The way he mouth-fucked her, pushing his tongue between her lips, moving it along hers, and mixing her taste with his, was enough to make her drunk. He groaned deeply, a sound so masculine and arousing she felt a fresh gush of moisture leave her pussy.
“Suck my dick,” he said against her mouth, pulling away and looking down at her.
Reaching out and running her fingers along the straining length of his cock, she wrapped her hand around the impressive girth. He was hot and hard, and the moment she wrapped her fingers fully around him he grunted in pleasure.
“That’s it, Karina. Give it a nice squeeze.”
She did as he said, adding pressure and feeling his shaft jerk in her grip.
“You see how hard you make me?” His eyes were half-lidded, his voice rough like sandpaper.
She nodded and licked her lips.
“I’m hard like this only for you, baby.”
Leaning forward, she parted her lips, needing to have his dick in her mouth. He slid his hand along her cheek and gripped her, forcing her to look at him.
“Suck. My. Dick.”
Her heart skipped a beat at his demanding tone. She needed to stop thinking about this and just do it.
“I want your pretty pink lips stretched wide around my dick, and I want you sucking on me until I come down the back of your throat.” He slid his hand in her hair, wound the strands in his fist, and yanked her forward until the tip of his cock brushed her bottom lip. Karina parted her lips, and took the crown of him into her mouth without any more hesitation. Instantly the salty flavor of his cum exploded on her tongue. He was smooth yet hard like steel. A soft sound escaped her, a noise she would have never been able to hold back even if she’d tried. Karina was too worked up, too hot and wet for this man. The sooner she sucked him off, the sooner he’d fuck her and put out this inferno inside of her.