Naughty Bedtime Stories: First Taste

by Trixie Taylor

  He nodded, unable to speak the words.

  She reached out and placed a hand on his face. It was so tender, he almost pulled away. “Sergei, make love to me please.” Her voice was so soft, so reverent, he couldn’t have refused if he’d tried.

  He climbed up the bed and settled between her legs. Leaning over her breasts, his lips wrapped around an engorged peak and she arched into his mouth. Jade’s moans sent blood from Sergei’s head, straight to his dick. He could wait no longer.

  Sergei reached down to place a hand under her knee, and pressed it to the bed, opening her core. She rolled her hips and he watched as her sweet nectar glistened across her folds.

  “I’ll be gentle.” He made sure to look her in the eyes as he added, “But it will hurt, lyubov moya.”

  Her eyes widened. “You’ll be gentle?”

  “Da.” He reached down and pressed a digit into her core.

  Breathlessly, she pleaded, “Please, Sergei…more.”

  And he obliged, pressing deeper. Placing his thumb over her clit, he rubbed until her hips left the bed and her nails scored his back. He loved the pain.

  Jade’s hips moved in rhythm with his fingers.

  “Yes,” she cried out.

  He pressed deeper, until he felt the fleshy barrier protecting her purity.

  She stilled in his arms.

  “Don’t stop. Your sounds and body movements make me crazy.” He started again, pushing and pulling his fingers until Jade found her rhythm. Leaning in, he took a nipple in his mouth. He twisted and sucked as hard as he could. He needed her to come because he couldn’t wait any longer.

  6. Jade

  The first tremor swept up her spine. Jade’s body moved on its own accord and words spilled from her mouth. Arching her body off the bed, she chased the high. A tightening sensation spread throughout and she released a scream so loud she knew the guards could hear her.

  “Da, come for me. I’m ready for you,” Sergei whispered in her ear. A rush of liquid burst from her core and Jade fell limp to the bed. She could barely breath, speak or even think.

  “You came,” Sergei said thankfully. Reaching over her, he grabbed the condom.

  With trembling fingers she reached between her thighs. “Baby, what happened?” She felt the mess she’d made on the bed.

  “You came,” he said. “You have never touched yourself until you come?”

  Jade’s brain was still foggy, but she knew she’d never released that much moisture before.

  Sergei ripped the packet open and placed it over his straining cock. Jade watched as he covered himself.

  “Some women come like you, others don’t. I prefer to be bathed in your pleasure.”

  Her heart soared and she spread her legs wider to accommodate his big body. Sergei pulled her leg up and over his shoulder. Jade kept her eyes bolted to his. She was preparing for the inevitable pain. Glancing down, she remembered she hadn’t even been able to wrap her hand around Sergei.

  He placed his blunt tip at her entrance.

  “Please don’t hurt me.” Jade meant those words in so many ways, and she knew Sergei understood her plea.

  He pressed gently, opening her core. “Tonight is the only night I will hurt you.”

  Fear gripped her belly at his honesty. She knew her first time would be painful. Sergei, for his part, kept his eyes on her, deepening the connection. His lips met hers with force and Jade struggled to breathe. Her body tensed and he pulled away. Jade could see the strain on his face, as he fought against his primal urges to claim her.

  “Relax, love. Please.”

  He kissed her again and she threaded her fingers through his hair. Her body burned, as he stretched her beyond her limits. A guttural groan pierced the air and Sergei arched his back, pulling out, before rushing forward and completing their connection. A cry wrenched from her throat and a burning sharp pain stole her breath, leaving her frozen beneath him.

  His lips left hers and went to her ear. “The first and last time you will ever feel pain by my hand.” He thrust again.

  “Sergei!” Her body was temporarily motionless beneath his. She gripped his back as he pushed deeper, filling her to the brim. “Oh my God,” she cried out.

  He whispered soft words in her ear, yet the pain was still there. Rationally, she understood it wouldn’t hurt forever, but her body fought the idea of it. Finally, a thrust came that caused pleasure and not pain, pulling a moan from her lips. She opened her legs wider, wanting more. Somewhere in her, was a spot seemingly reserved for Sergei, and he’d found it, nestled deep in her body.

  The next thrust came and Jade moaned, pressing against his hard body.

  A grin graced his lips. “See? I tell you. I make feel good.”

  She nodded and tasted his lips, his neck—anywhere her lips could reach, she placed them. “So good.”

  His strokes burned her up, broke her down, and glued her back together again. Sergei leaned over her, his large body demanding compliance to his needs. She gave in. Her body relaxed, accepting him deeper. He reached between them and thrummed her clit, pushing her over the edge.

  Another scream ripped passed her lips. The pleasure was too great, and Jade’s body convulsed beneath him. The now familiar gush of liquid, rushed from her, stealing every ounce of energy she had left.

  He was next. Swelling inside her, Sergei roared as he let loose. His heavy body lay on her for a second, before he remembered his crushing weight and rolled over, taking her in his arms.

  “Now, you are mine,” he whispered in her ear.

  Jade lifted her head and stared down at him. “And you are mine.” She wouldn’t give herself to another soul.

  “Da, I am. Lay here with me.”

  Jade wiggled, uncomfortable in the wetness beneath her. “We need to change these sheets first.”

  Sergei groaned and stood up. Helping her from the bed, her legs were still wobbly, and she reached to him for balance. He smiled down at her. “Do your legs work now?”

  She popped him in the shoulder, and he chuckled. Then, she turned around and faced the bed, gasping at what she saw.

  Sergei reached around her and pulled the sheets from the bed. “Blood from your maidenhead,” he said, eyeing her quietly.

  She placed a hand over her stomach. It still felt as if Sergei was still nestled deep inside of her. “Is that much blood normal?” One spot was bright red, while a much larger area, was tinged pink. She looked back at Sergei a bit panicked. Some of her blood had seeped into the mattress.

  He threw the sheets onto the ground. “Is perfectly normal.”

  A bit of relief washed over her and she grinned. “Yeah, and what do you know? I was your first virgin, was I not?” She placed a hand on her hip and tapped a foot.

  Sergei kicked a sheet out of his path and swept her up in his arms. “First, and last.” He kissed her thoroughly.

  A familiar ache in her belly throbbed, but so did her entire body. No matter how much she wanted him again, Jade was sure she wouldn’t survive it. She threw her arms around him and kissed his neck.

  A moan rumbled from his chest. “Mmm…have you not had enough?”

  Jade was just about to speak, but a loud knock stopped her in her tracks.

  “Boss,” Anton called from the other side of the door.

  Sergei placed Jade on her feet and patted her bottom. “Get dressed.” He wrapped the towel back around his waist and went to the door. Once Jade was dressed in a pair of shorts and a shirt, he opened the door, letting Anton in the room.

  Jade, utterly embarrassed by the disheveled state of the bed and her hair, immediately went to the sheets and bent to pick them up.

  “No,” Sergei’s loud voice boomed from across the room, causing Jade to jump. “Let Viktor get it.”

  Jade’s face burned in discomfiture, as Anton’s eyes went from the bed to the sheets on the floor. His eyes caught on to what had happened, but there was something else, something serious that brought him to her room. She
’d ask Sergei about it later. However, for now…

  “But, I know where the laundry room is,” she pleaded her case.

  Sergei’s demeanor changed as she went to pick up the sheets again. “Do you know where my room is?” he asked heatedly.

  Jade almost rolled her eyes and almost threw a little sass his way, but she caught herself. She’d never do that with Anton or any of his men present.

  She pointed out the door and across the hall.

  He nodded sharply. ”Go there, until Anton comes for you.”

  Why was he acting like such a dick? It was just Anton with them. She eyed him for a moment longer and then clarified, “Anton will come for me, and not you?” She was sure he understood what she was asking, she saw it in his eyes. They softened apologetically, but the grim line of his lips told her he would not tell her again.

  Mournfully, she headed toward the door. She couldn’t believe it was ending like this. She’d hoped to fall asleep in his arms. And why would Anton come get her? Where was he taking her?

  Sergei’s hand darted out and caught hers when she passed him. He pulled her back and placed a kiss on her lips, whispering in her ear, “If possible tonight, I will come for you.”

  It was what Jade wanted to hear and she smiled ear to ear. Kissing him back, she pulled away to look in his eyes. She wanted to make sure she had his full attention. “Make it possible.”

  He didn’t answer, just pushed her in the direction of his room. Jade left, certain he would come to her tonight, just as she was certain he’d come to her once again with blood on his hands.

  The End