Defiled

by A. M. Rivera

  Petrov smiles at this and takes my hand in both of his. “Ah, I see you know me. My reputation always precedes me.”

  He laughs. I look to Nikolai for some kind of explanation. Petrov is the one to speak.

  “So you are Miss Whitman. I had to come see for myself what would cause my friend Nikolai to take such a risk and leave the apartment with you. It is clear to me now. Nikolai loves beautiful women and you are most beautiful, but nothing like his usual type. He likes tall brunettes, usually with fake hair, fake tits, fake everything. Fast, fun loving women. This schoolgirl thing is new. And then you. You obviously have some serious daddy issues making this a match made in heaven. I am sure of it.”

  “That is enough Anatoly! “ Niko barks. I jump at the loudness of his voice but also my terror that he yelled at Petrov of all people. He places his arm around me in a protective stance and says “I am in charge here and have this under control! You need not interfere here and you need not worry. This is working out. The judge agrees to do as he is told and remains silent. We just have to be patient until the hearing Tuesday morning.”

  Petrov nods slightly and says “Be careful my friend. Woman is often the downfall of great men. Keep your head straight and don’t be a fool.”

  “Anatoly, we are on the same side here. Your horny boys were unable to focus and it was only a matter of time before things got out of hand there so I took sole responsibility for her. Her father expects her returned unharmed in a few days. This is the only way I can guarantee that. Trust me.” Niko reasons.

  I pull back as Petrov approaches me and reaches out to touch my neck where there is bruising.

  “Nikolai you're well known track record of liking the rough with your women makes me worry that after being alone with you she won’t be returned unharmed. But no matter. I trust you with this. Take care my friend.” With that he walks out of the room and the two body guard types open the front door to walk him out.

  He stops and turns back to us where we have followed him to the foyer, Nikolai with his arm still around me, tightens his hold a little, “You have other projects to attend to Nikolai. Try to stay out of bed long enough to finish those up.” And with that he leaves. The bodyguard guy closing the door.

  Ten

  We both let out our breath with relief and I move out from under his arm. He is watching me closely waiting for me to say something. I feel like I am sobered up or something. What have I been doing? I have been in a sex daze like an idiot.

  “How old are you?” I ask.

  He smirks at that. “Out of all that shit, that is the question you have? The daddy issues got to you huh?”

  I remain silent.

  “I am 37. Do you see me as your daddy? Did that comment sting because it held some truth?” He squints his eyes like he is trying to figure me out.

  “No. I just want you to tell me everything. Please.” I plead.

  “Come on.” He says as he leads me to his office and sits me in a chair facing his desk, then goes around and sits down at the desk.

  “Too early for a drink.” He says as he reaches into a drawer and pulls out a small white packet of white powder. He proceeds cutting into it with a credit card and I know enough to know he is doing cocaine. I look away and hear him snort but block out the reality of what I am witnessing.

  “What is it you do for a living?” I start my questions.

  He is still sniffing and kind of pinching his nostrils.

  “I can’t talk to you about my work. I will tell you the details of how you ended up in my care.

  Anatoly’s only son is in federal holding without bail awaiting an indictment to be brought down by your old man. We have made a deal with your old man to return you to him when our guy is free. I imagine he will be out of the country within 24 hours of being set free. You’ll never have to see me again. Good enough?”

  I can only shrug at this. My heart sinks a little at the thought of never seeing him again. A good thing from that comment is that I realize I am just sex to him. I mean nothing to him. No more. If I continue to let him use me I will want more and more and get in too deep and be hurt when he tosses me back to my father. I have been such an idiot.

  “Can I go outside and get some fresh air? I promise I won’t run.” I ask.

  He stands and goes to the french doors off of his office unlocking them and opening them onto a patio and pool area.

  “If you run or cause any problems for me I will always find you and kill you. But first I will kill your father in front of you. Do you understand?” He asks.

  I nod and step out onto the patio. I feel sick and disgusted with myself. I want to shut down until they come and tell me I can go home. Ironically in all of this ugliness is the beautiful landscaping and the fragrance of flowers filling my senses. I walk around the area a little happy to realize he didn’t follow me out here. Beauty is everywhere I look. The infinity pool is inviting and I wish I had a suit to go for a swim. I can make it until I am set free if I can be out here and out of his proximity. We are high up but so isolated there are no city views when I look out over the scenery, only wilderness. There is an older man trimming bushes and doing garden work but I have no desire to try to talk to him and enlist his help. I return to the pool area and bend down to put a few cuffs in my jeans and slip off my sneakers to get my feet wet.

  I am lost in my thoughts and self-hatred when Nikolai, from behind me, slips his hand around my throat causing me to jump and almost stumble into the pool. He jerks me back against him and turns me around so I am pressed up against his body. He lowers his mouth to mine in a rough kiss and I try my hardest to turn away but his hand grips my throat tighter. Lifting his head when his kiss ends, he says “Don’t think I will stay away from you. Now that I have had you I can’t seem to get enough. We are only just getting started. I have a lot of plans for this body of yours.” He kisses me deeply with that and all of my high ideals are thrown out as I lean into the kiss with everything I have. I am not sure how much time passes as we are kissing like our lives depend on it. I am learning to give as good as I get and never dreamed kissing could be so enthralling. Niko stops abruptly at someone clearing their throat. My eyes flutter open and I realize the gardener I saw earlier is standing close by. Niko smiles at this and introduces me to Yuri saying he is the husband of Yelena. They break into a deep conversation in Russian. I try to step away but he halts me with his arm around my waist. After a few moments of conversation, Yuri returns to his work with a new purpose and Nikolai walks me into his office.

  “I have some work to do over the next few days and I wonder if you need to be drugged and tied up while I am away or if I need minders here to keep you in line.” he asks.

  “I won’t run. I swear it.”I promise him.

  He is shaking his head no to me and says “I feel certain you will use the phone or talk yourself into doing something foolish.” He seems to have come to a decision on his own so I keep quiet.

  “For now, let’s go to your place and pack a bag so you have your belongings here.” He says and I trail after him out the door leaving my purse behind. Why would I need it?

  Eleven

  He drives us in the Mercedes again and leaves my hands free this time. I am able to look around in the daylight and learn the route. Without asking questions, he is heading to my home.

  Curious I ask “So you know where I live?”and he nods.

  “You would have taken me from my house if I hadn’t been in the club that night? “ He nods again not taking his eyes off the road.

  “Did you put something in the drink you gave me?”

  “I did.” He says.

  “I also injected you after you passed out so you would sleep through it.”

  Now he turns to look at me and places his hand possessively on my thigh.

  I feel none of the fear that I should at his touch. I love his hand on me and want more of it. In only hours I have grown to crave what this complete stranger makes me feel.

 
His eyes return to the road but his hand remains inching higher on my thigh.

  I fully recognize my surroundings now as we are close to my home. I pray he is right and my father is far from here and the house is empty as we turn onto our street.

  He keys the code in to open the driveway gate. Ours is much shorter than the driveway at his house. While my street and my home scream money, it is nowhere close to the ostentatiousness of his home.

  He parks right in front and slides out coming around the car to open my door and help me out.

  We approach the front door together and he pulls keys out of his pocket. My keys! I had no idea they were missing from my purse. We enter and he immediately presses the correct code into the wall panel. Looking at me he raises an eyebrow.

  “Very clever.” I say. He begins walking throughout the house, while I head straight to my room. I open the closet but don’t know what to grab. I drop to my knees and stare at the clothing and shoes before me, when I sense his presence in my room. I look up at him and he inhales deeply. Very sexy.

  “This room is filled with your scent. Give yourself to me on your bed.”

  The things he says, the way he says them, and his beautiful accent are such a total turn on.

  I am breathing fast and I am sure he can read my reaction to his suggestion.

  He lifts me to stand and puts his mouth on mine in a deep kiss while his hands are going all over me, grabbing at me, pulling at my clothes until I am completely naked and lifted in his arms and placed on my bed. He stares at me while he is still completely dressed. He cups one of my breasts rubbing his thumb back and forth across my nipple while he bends down and takes the other one in his mouth. “Argh” I cry out at the pleasure/pain he is creating.

  “Yes baby, let me hear you.” he moans.

  I want more and I want him to stop at the same time. It’s too much. I am starting to build and he hasn’t even touched me “there” yet. It is an overload to my senses. I am stiffening my legs and my toes are curling. Everything is suddenly so tight. I break into a million pieces and come stronger than the times before.

  He returns to kissing my mouth and neck and shoulders. “My God, Anatoly was right. We are a match made in heaven. You respond to everything I give you. I like to inflict pain with the pleasure and you like feeling fear and being controlled to get your pleasure. You like my roughness and the pain don’t you?”

  “I do.” was my honest answer.

  Rising up he stands and I whimper before I realize he isn’t stopping, he is just undressing himself. This makes him smile looking down at me and my heart flips over.

  He is back on me in a flash and he is covering me and overpowering me until I feel like I may pass out. He is in me with one hard push and I come again just from his entry.

  “Fuck baby this is so good. Never felt anything like this. Your fucking pussy is gold. Zoloste.” I am trying to hold onto his hair and bring him deeper when he pulls himself out of me and on his knees strokes himself a few times and comes all over my stomach. It is sexy and beautiful watching him stroking himself.

  We are coming back down to earth together when he kisses me and says “No condoms.”

  He gets up and goes into my bathroom and returns with a warm wet facecloth and a towel. He takes his time cleaning me up and says “I wanna put a fucking baby in you so bad.”

  I gasp and don’t know what to say to that. Is that just a line he uses on all of his partners? I will remember those words and how beautiful he looked saying them until my dying day.

  He is finished with the cleanup job and begins stroking himself again. He enters me at the same time he returns to kissing me and it is wild again! No tender moments for us. He is pounding into me with all his might and I am loving it. You could never tell I am a newbie at this. I want everything he has to give! I feel another orgasm building and he must sense it also as he tells me to wait. He keeps pounding and I keep building and I have no clue how it would be possible to wait. I cry out as I come and he follows me, pulling out at the very last second and coming all over my entire torso.

  Breathless he says “Sorry Baby. While I really enjoy seeing a woman covered in my come I want to put it in your womb. It shouldn’t be like this with you.”

  Oh my. His words. He is up and leading me to the shower. He adjusts the water and enters with me. We are still touching, kissing, and loving each other. No. Scratch that. Not loving. This isn’t about love. This is sex. He is soaping the two of us and I am doing nothing. Just loving the feel of those hands on my body. We are careful not to get my hair too wet as he says we are returning to bed as soon as we get clean. I tingle at the thought.

  I am lying on the bed wrapped in a towel as he is painstakingly drying me with another. I smile at how ridiculous my peachy pink towels look in his hands and especially on his big beautiful tanned body tied around his hips. He unwraps the towel around me and pulls it free using it to dry his hair, chest, and shoulders.

  He drops his own towels and kneels on the bed reaching for me and saying, “I want your mouth.” and holds me by the back of my neck.

  I reach out and take him in my hand like he taught me before. I see a drop on the top of him and bend to lick it. Mmm. I like it so I proceed to swirl my tongue around him and take him into my mouth. It is very clean and slightly salty with a velvety softness. Not at all repulsive like my teenage fears had always imagined. He is moaning so I feel powerful and take as much as I can as deep as I can but his size assures I can never take it all. I am moving up and down now and he is setting the rhythm with his hands in my hair. Guiding, but not forceful at all. I use my hand to take what I can’t get in my mouth and his moans let me know it is right.

  In no time he utters “Baby I am going to come. If you don’t want this you need to stop now, otherwise, I am going to come down your throat.”

  Boy do I want this. Almost as much as I want my own climax. We are in a frenzy here. When I feel hot spurts sliding down my throat. Too far back to really taste anything and I like it. I keep licking the tip to get every drop when he pulls me up by my hair.

  He kisses me deeply. “You are perfect.” He says and with another kiss he is off the bed and out of the room.

  I lay back and feel like I need a nap.

  In no time he returns with a cold bottle of water. “Here, drink this.” He says and I do. He climbs on me and takes the bottle drinking a long gulp himself. He sits the bottle to the side and begins kissing his way down my body. When he reaches the very heart of me he opens me with his fingers and I have to turn away and not watch something so intimate. He kisses and licks and sucks my most sensitive area until I feel my orgasm is just a lick away. He raises up and moves me up to the headboard all of the way he pushes my legs all the way up and almost to the wall above the headboard and he completely dives his face into me. He is licking me front to back again and again and I know this is wrong. I want to lower my legs. I want the gentle kissing he was doing before but he is relentless. I have sexual sensations in areas I had no idea could feel so good. I feel ashamed but that is making it more exciting. I scream into my orgasm and he moans making the sensation even greater.

  “Stop. Please Stop.”

  He does stop but leaves his mouth on my most tender spot. My breathing is slowly returning to normal and he lowers my legs never losing contact with his mouth. He begins kissing me softly and oh so gently running his tongue in swirls around my clitoris.

  When just a minute ago I was too sensitive to be touched I am now rocking into his gentle kisses. I come immediately and he stops again but holds his mouth to me. No more. No more. Once again I calm down and get control of my breathing. I try pulling at his hair to move him away when he starts the tiny soft movements with his tongue again. I come almost immediately and with his fingers digging into my thighs he licks at me wildly like he is a starving animal. It is too much and actually almost painful. I try to get away and close my legs but he won’t have it. He raises up and swats me “there” wi
th his open hand. I am on fire down there. Excruciating pain after all of the wonderful pleasure.

  He is up over me now and gives me a wet full open mouth kiss. “Taste your sweet self on my tongue baby. That’s hot Lyobov Moya”.

  I close my eyes and drift off immediately.

  He moves over laying as close as possible to me but not on top of me and presses his face into my neck. I am weak as a kitten and let my eyes drift closed.

  Twelve

  I’m not sure how much time has passed when I wake in my bed with Niko sliding into my body. Never before has he been so tender and gentle with me. We are locking eyes as my arms go around him. His hand brushes my hair away from my face as he kisses me gently and murmurs words of love in both English and Russian. I feel cherished. I feel loved. I can’t stop myself. I say “I love you.”

  He stops for less than a second and continues with slow hypnotic strokes. This is so different from any of the previous times. There is no frantic racing to the finish. This feels so… this feels like loving. Not sex. His kisses are deeper now and my body is heading for another orgasm.

  Noises are coming from deep in my throat that I don’t recognize. This is a total possession and I am over the edge. Crying out and blissful, I feel tears sliding down my face. Never has anything been so emotional for me.

  He grunts in his own release and says my name. No pulling out this time. I feel him coming inside of me. He is still kissing my neck, my face, my tears. I am boneless and drift right back into a nap again.

  Evening shadows fill my bedroom when I wake up this time. Alone. I know logically, I should hope Nikolai has had a change of heart and left me here in my own home safe and sound. But I don’t want that. I want him. Right or wrong. I am not ready to be free and returned home.

  I get up with still no sight or sounds of Niko in the house and decide to shower. I have lost track of how many times I have washed in the past two days. I do the full on shampoo and condition my hair, shave, the whole program. I wrap a towel around my body and one around my hair and return to the bedroom.