Prima - Alta Hensley Page 0,58
did to me sent me to new levels. It was almost like he could do no wrong, and the appreciative look he gave me when my bra fell away from my body had my heart thundering in my chest.
“You’re beautiful,” he murmured as he tugged and teased my nipples between his fingers. “I don’t know what I’ve done to deserve you.”
“I don’t deserve you,” I countered. “But I want you so much.”
His lips curled in a slow grin that ratcheted my lust up to an entirely new level.
“Good because I plan on giving you every single inch,” he said, pressing his thick erection, still constrained by his pants, against my leg, making me even more aroused by the reminder of how full his cock made me feel.
I’d never even known it was possible to experience such an intense passion with someone. I’d never realized I could feel this way. It made me feel like everyone I had ever liked before had been nothing more than a silly phase, a passing crush. No matter their experience, their prominent social status, their age, their income, every one of them had been boys, not men. Not a single one could measure up to Alek Volkov. Alek really was the only one to have brought out this desire in me.
A woman with needs and sinful desires.
He made me feel no shame in being that woman.
“Tell me what you want,” he growled.
“You,” I whispered. “I want you to…” The memories of him pulling my hair, spanking my ass, and spreading my pussy so wide I could feel him the next day flooded in. I wanted the bite of pain again. I wanted his burning touch.
“Tell me,” he commanded deeply.
But could I? I’d told him of what Nikolai had done, how he’d been rough when he’d…
“No,” Alek said, taking my face in his hands again. “Don’t allow anything or anybody in this room with us. There is only the two of us and nothing, absolutely nothing you want is wrong. So tell me, Clara. What do you want?”
“I want you to hurt me again. Punish me because I—”
Who was this person I had become? I couldn’t believe these words were coming from my mouth. Would he think less of me for saying what I wanted? Would he question my sanity when he dipped his hand inside my panties and felt how wet the mere thought of Alek being rough with me had made me?
“Have you been a bad, bad girl? Do you need me to spank your ass and make your pussy sting again?” Alek whispered into my ear, which had my sex gushing even more.
This man got me… understood the woman I was deep inside.
I nodded coyly.
He wrapped his arms tightly around me and lifted me from the bed, causing me to cry out in excitement. He picked me up and carried me as he had before, easily as if I literally weighed nothing. Crossing the room, he sat me on his dresser, pressing my hot back against the ice cold mirror.
“Oh fuck,” I gasped loudly, actually enjoying the shocking combination of sensations.
Alek pulled me closer to his chest until he was positioned between my legs. He kissed me harder and more passionately than I had breath in my body to handle. Gasping, I dug my nails into his strong, muscular shoulders as his hands moved tantalizingly closer to where I was aching desperately, pulsating, frantic for him. My wet, hot desire throbbed in my soaked panties, and I was not sure how much longer I could cope with him just standing there.
I needed him now.
I wanted him to slam into me. To take me. I wanted it all. Hard, soft, hard, soft, but I had no doubt hard would overrule in the end.
Alek placed his palms on my thighs, which sent butterfly wings flapping all over my body, causing my stomach to twist up in knots of passion. The feelings I had for this man were like nothing else. I loved every damn second of experiencing them. But he was too near me now. Too close to not be doing more and it caused my breath to come out ragged, almost painfully so.
My head lolled to one side as his mouth claimed my neck and my collarbone. I was so frustrated I could scream. But at the same time, I was enjoying how he was making me feel.
“Oh, fucking hell,” I groaned loudly, unable to keep it all inside anymore.
Before, I had always been