The Tycoon's Virgin Bride - Part 1 (The Corskovi Dynasty)

by King, Ann

  What was with Andre and his hold on her? It was as if it were some magical spell he’d cast over her. Not that she minded at all. She craved his erotic touch like a drug addiction. But it wasn’t enough.

  She just didn’t want to end up like…his exes. By the way he flirted and danced with Jessica at the ballroom dance today—her wedding reception dance, she just knew deep down in her mind that Andre was a sex god who could have his pick of any woman. The man who professed to never marry. But could he really be her lover? Exclusively? Could they really have a future? Or was it loneliness making her rush into things so soon after her flopped wedding?

  “Hannah?” Andre’s deep, sexy voice interrupted her thoughts and brought her back to reality inside the grand honeymoon suite inside one of the most prestigious Las Vegas hotels.

  “Andre, I want you. I want you so badly,” she said softly, turning to face him now. Maybe that wasn’t such a great idea since his sexually charged dark eyes called to her. He stood like a man in command, legs spread slightly apart, shoulders broad and straight not hunched and his head tilted up slightly.

  Andre was hot! Too hot for her to handle right now.

  “I just don’t want us to get carried away by lust.”

  “Lust?”

  “Yes, lust.” She hugged herself and hunched her shoulders.

  “Are you cold, my love? Or just nervous?”

  Hannah felt sheepish and relaxed her shoulders and released her hold. Man, he misses nothing. What was she afraid of?

  Being loved?

  “No. I’m good. I just want to know where we stand. What is it that you really want from me, Andre?”

  “Do you want the raw truth or—?”

  “The truth,” she interrupted Andre.

  “Right now, Hannah,” he said softly as he moved closer to her. His sweet cologne scent was driving her crazy. “I want to fuck you like I’ve never fucked anyone before. I want to be inside of you, Hannah. I want to make love to you again and again.”

  Hannah’s pussy pulsed at the sound of his silky voice and seductive words. She felt heat rise to her cheeks. Her nipples tingled. They were so hard she thought they would poke through the fabric of her robe.

  What could she say to that? Aware that her cheeks must be crimson red now, Hannah drew in a deep breath and tried not to gaze into his hungry, dark eyes.

  “I…I don’t know what to say, Andre.”

  “I know you feel the same way about me Hannah.”

  “I do? How would you know?” she said trying to sound level-headed.

  “For one thing, you gave me your virginity this morning before your wedding,” he said, sipping some champagne from a glass he just poured himself. “And I know when a woman wants me,” he said with a confident coolness.

  “Excuse me?” Fuck, I want you inside me now…but not like this. I don’t want you to think I’m easy.

  “Look, I just needed you at that moment.” Nice comeback, Hannah! “I certainly don’t just open my legs…or my heart to just anyone,” she scowled.

  “I know that. You wouldn’t let Gustav touch you,” he smirked.

  “How would you know that?”

  He cocked a brow. Of course, she was a virgin before her wedding-that-never-was. That was how he knew.

  Hannah sighed deeply, shaking her head.

  “Why are you playing games, Hannah?”

  “I’m not playing games.”

  “You know you want me. Why fight it.” His voice was more seductive, silky. Oh, how could she possibly resist Andre?

  “Wait a minute. Just how many times can you—you know?”

  “Fuck in a day?”

  Hannah felt heat rise to her cheeks. She was deeply surprised by her boldness and couldn’t believe in that she was having this raw conversation with Andre or with any man for that reason. It was as if she matured suddenly into a confident woman, not some girl who was shy about mentioning body parts.

  “Seven times.” His luscious lips curved into a salacious grin. He sipped more champagne nonchalantly.

  “What? Every day?”

  “Hell, no!” He tilted his head back and laughed. “I’m a man, Hannah. Not a machine. If I did that seven days a week, 365 days a year, do you think I’d have energy to function or do anything else?”

  Hannah grinned sheepishly.

  “Then again,” he said, moving closer to her after he placed his glass down on the table. “I’ve never met a woman before that I would attempt to do this with.”

  “Come on, that’s not humanly possible.”

  “Of course it is. Besides Hannah, just for the record I`ve never come so many times in a day with a woman before.”

  “You haven’t?” She said, incredulously

  “No, you’re the first.”

  Wow, this really blew Hannah’s mind. She was the first for Andre where sexual intercourse with multiple orgasms was concerned?

  Holy crap!

  “Hannah, I know I’m not the marrying man. And I’m glad you don’t want to rush into things which only makes me want you more, baby.” He reached over and stroked her hair. “But you have to understand, you’ve had a hold on me from the first day we met.”

  “But I was just a kid then.”

  He grinned. “So was I.”

  “Yeah, but…”

  “God, there was something about you, Hannah. You were different. Your spirit. Your soul. Just the way you giggle is contagious. I enjoy your warm spirit.” Andre moved closer to her threading his fingers through her silky hair, massaging her scalp.

  “Oh, Andre,” she moaned. Why did this man have the power to turn her on like this?

  “Hannah, there’s nothing I wouldn’t do for you. And it’s not my dick talking. It’s me. My heart. My mind. My soul. I want you Hannah but I don’t want you to be afraid to take chances for me.”

  “But where will this lead?”

  “I don’t know,” he said softly and Hannah felt her stomach plunge. “Who knows?” he continued. “Does that mean you don’t want to take a chance on love?”

  “But will I be yours and only yours?”

  Andre paused for a moment, his eyes darkened a fraction.

  Oh, shit! Did I just insult him?

  “Do you think I have no scruples, Hannah!”

  “You’re a man.”

  “I’m glad you noticed…And you’re a respectable young woman whom I care for deeply.”

  “Andre, I meant…”

  “Hannah has it ever occurred to you why I never made a move on you before?”

  “Well actually, it has…”

  “I didn’t want to fuck up what we had. Your friendship, your relationship means so much more to me.”

  Oh, God! What could she say to that? Her heart melted a fraction for him. What was she doing messing up something so good?

  “I know, Andre. I care so much for you. I just want to get to know you better. As a man….a lover, companion…” she fumbled to sound coherent. He was having that effect on her again. She was getting all tongue-tied and unintelligent sounding. God, what did he see in her? Andre could have any woman in the universe but he wanted Hannah. Heck, he almost crashed her wedding to take her away.

  A grin curled his luscious lips. Ease spread throughout Hannah’s body. Okay, he was cool with her again.

  “What do you want to do now?” he said, his unreadable expression surfacing again.

  What did she want to do?

  Hannah didn’t know what got into her. “I want us to get to know each other better to see how compatible we can be first. But…” she said, brushing her lips against his soft lips. A tingling sensation coursed through her body.

  “Yes,” he murmured, his voice hoarse as he slowly loosened the belt on her robe so that it opened to reveal her rounded breasts in her silky bra.

  “Andre, I want you inside me now. Again.” There she said it. Slowly she slid off her robe. What got into her all of a sudden? “Andre,” she breathed heavily. “Please take
me now.”

  Andre’s sexy dark eyes blazed into her causing heat to rise to all parts of her body. Slowly he started to undress her with his gorgeous eyes. A wicked grin on his lips. Hunger sparkled in his eyes as he moved closer to her.

  He held her chin and stroked her erotically. “God, Hannah,” he breathed, “You’re right,” he murmured as he sucked on her neck bringing delightful feelings throughout her body. She felt as if she was on fire and she needed Andre to fill her with his sex to put the fire out. “There’s a lot you don’t know about me, baby.”

  “Oh, Andre,” she cooed softly as he slid his fingers inside her bra, stroking her taut pink nipple. Waves of electricity shot through her. Her sex was getting wet inside her panties as she throbbed, needing him inside her now.

  “God, you have no idea what you do to me, Hannah,” he murmured as he continued to brush his lips on her skin. Her robe was now on the floor and in no time, Andre had slid off her panties and unhooked her bra.

  Andre continued to pleasure her body as he stripped off his own clothes.

  They soon made their way over to the king size bed where Andre hungrily kissed her. She felt the heat of his body and shivered with delight as she pressed the palm of her hands over his firm, muscular flesh.

  Andre made his way down her body sucking on her pleasure points, his hot tongue sent her trembling with desire and want. The walls of her pussy vibrated, pulsed in response.

  “Oh, baby, you like this, don’t you?” he murmured, seemingly enjoying the sounds of her moans of pleasure.

  He slid his fingers inside the moist slit of her sex, his thumb stroking her soft pubic hairs as he groaned with ecstasy. God, his touch was electrifying. Pulsations rippled through her entire body. “Fuck, you feel so good, Hannah.”

  His lips moved further down her body after licking and sucking on her navel. He then swirled his tongue softly over her clit and Hannah’s back arched against the cool satin fabric of the bed sheet. God, his touch was magical. How could she not have him in her life after this? She pushed the thought from her mind. She wanted him deeply inside her, filling her pussy with his huge erection.

  No matter how many times she’d seen his body, her mind whirled at his magnificent sculpture. How lucky was she to have all this? She’d never dreamed she could be so close to a sex god like Andre before. The idea seemed so beyond her reach. A dream. Only it wasn’t a dream because his hard, warm flesh now moist with sweet sweat of heavy lovemaking was pressed against hers. Pleasuring her to extreme heights. Before long, he removed his fingers and sucked on the wetness left by her juices. French kissing her sex.

  “Mmm. You taste so sweet, fresh,” he moaned.

  Her nipples tightened harder as she watched him enjoying the taste of her juices. Still, she throbbed wanting him inside her now.

  He then reached into his pants pocket that was thrown on the floor and pulled out a condom packet. He quickly ripped it open with his teeth and rolled it on. Andre’s cock was huge and stood hard and erect. Gosh, he was so turned on. The delicious scent of his cologne drove her senses crazy as he neared her once again, his rock hard abs over her abdomen.

  Hannah was caught by surprise when Andre reached into his pants pocket on the floor and pulled something else out. Her eyes widened.

  “What is that baby?”

  A mischievous grin touched his lips.

  “God, you’re so innocent, Hannah!” He slowly unwrapped what looked like a blue soft stretchy rubber ring. “You’ve never seen one before?”

  Hannah shook her head as she breathed heavily, anticipating.

  “A cock ring.”

  “A cock ring?”

  He grinned again. Andre was sexy as hell when he grinned the way he did. His eyes lit up and a smooth dimple appeared on his cheek.

  “Hannah, I want to do a lot of things with you, this is only the beginning. I want to introduce you to a world of kinky pleasure.”

  “Oh, God!” Hannah moaned. Was she ready for all of this? She’d thought what she had with Andre earlier was a thrill already. Was there more to come from his repertoire of sexual talents?

  Curiosity and naughty thoughts soon plagued her mind. Could she possibly experience more pleasure with Andre?

  He rolled on the cock ring over the condom where it settled on the base of his penis.

  “Don’t be surprised, baby. It vibrates.”

  “What?” Hannah could not contain herself. His cock looked sexy as hell with the ring on it. She licked her lips anticipating what was to come.

  “I don’t want to come yet. I want to prolong this as long as you can take it, baby.”

  Hannah moaned with pleasure as he pressed his firm body close to her. On top of her, his heavy firm body moved in a nice rhythmic motion. Where did he learn to make love like this? He sucked and licked her body like a hungry lion on its prey. His soft, hot tongue licked and sucked on her hard nipples bringing her to the brink of orgasm.

  He pressed his hard erection against the opening of her wet, swollen folds, her legs weakening. First, he slid inside her slowly making her groan with want. The cock ring had a vibrating sensation that stimulated her moist clit.

  Holy crap! What is this feeling?

  Hannah had never felt so pleasured before like this. It was unbelievable. Who had invented such a wonderful device? She was really in the dark about sex toys and how couples could enjoy pleasure together. Maybe it was for the best, she’d held onto her virginity for so long thinking there was no big deal to it. Boy, was she wrong.

  And with a hard thrust of his lips, he was inside her, pounding hard and fast. The sound of his balls slapping against her skin as he thrust back and forth inside her, filling her, gratifying her as the vibration from the cock ring intensified the sensation between her legs. Hannah was sure she wouldn’t be able to stand up straight or walk after this.

  Hannah moaned uncontrollably. She could not believe how good he felt inside her. This was incredible. The rush of blood roared in her ears as her heart pounded hard and fast, both panting like animals in the wild kingdom in their very primal state.

  “Oh, Baby!” Hannah screamed as she came violently with an erotic shudder before collapsing in ecstasy.

  Soon after, Andre came, grunting like a sexed animal before collapsing on top of her. Both breathing heavy and deeply.

  “Mmm,” Hannah moaned. “Andre I love you so much.”

  Andre looked up and his expression changed from relaxed to anger.

  “Andre!” Oh, no. Had she said something to kill the mood? It couldn’t have been the l-word, could it? “Andre? What’s wrong?”

  As if he could turn his state from arousal to non-arousal in a second, Andre stood up ignoring Hannah as he looked at his cell phone on the side table, then over by the window.

  “Fuck, Andre! What is it? Did I say something wrong?” she said, pulling the sheets over her chest to cover herself up. How could she have gone from pleasure to pain in less than thirty seconds.

  Andre’s expression was dangerous. He pulled off his condom and rolled it up in tissues before tossing it in the bin by the table. His jaw clenched. He sighed heavily as he wiped his dripping cock off before pulling his silk boxers on.

  Andre then walked over to the wall near the drapes and ripped off a button of some sort from what Hannah could see in the dim lit room.

  Andre seemed to crush the thing in his hand, anger flashed in his dark eyes.

  “Andre?”

  “Get your clothes on now, Hannah,” he ordered in a deadly low voice.

  Hannah sensing the seriousness and the urgency of his tone did exactly that. She quickly wiped herself of the slippery sex juices on her body and put on a clean pair of panties with her bra. She then slid a dress over her body.

  “Andre, will you tell me what’s going on?”

  “What’s going on, Hannah,” he said with an icy coolness, his voice low and deep. “Is that I’m going to kill the person who placed this secret video recorder in thi
s room.”

  Hannah’s face fell. She felt as if someone took a sharp knife and stabbed her in the heart.

  Holy shit! We’ve been recorded having sex?

  “But how? Who? Is this a remote thing? Do they have a video of us?”

  Andre’s jaw clenched. She’d never seen him look so…dangerous before.

  He picked up his BlackBerry from the tableside and pressed a button. “Here. Now,” he ordered to the person on the other end of the phone line before hanging up.

  “I’m going to find out, Hannah. One way, or another.”

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  ABOUT THE AUTHOR

  Ann King enjoys reading and writing sizzling stories of love and seduction with a happily ever after. She enjoys indulging in sweet, milk chocolate and romantic fantasies that make your toes curl and your heart smile. Ann loves to hear from readers. You can send her an email at annking171@yahoo.com