Prima - Alta Hensley Page 0,59
quiet during sex. I’d never even considered expressing how I really felt or asking for what I needed. But with Alek, it was different. I was different. I felt freer. For the first time, I could be myself.
“Alek, you drive me bat-shit crazy. Please don’t make me beg.”
The mention of his name was enough to have Alek sliding my panties to one side and pushing a finger inside my pussy. It stilled inside me as he looked up to meet my eyes. I knew what he wasn’t asking; the memory of telling him about that last night with Nikolai had me shaking my head.
“There’s only the two of us here. No one else. Soil me, Alek.”
He nodded and bent forward to place a kiss on my belly before sliding his finger deeper, much to my relief and to my intense pleasure. He was exploring my inner walls, really massaging me. I wanted to squirm and to thrust my hips forward at the same time. Suddenly I stiffened and then squealed as unbelievable pleasure swept through me.
“Oh my God,” I breathed, as he began to stroke over a spot I’d always thought didn’t exist except between the pages of a romance novel.
I panted, allowing myself to become consumed by him as he finger fucked my little hole. He slipped in another finger, and another, until I felt completely powerless to him.
Without asking, without easing his way, and without an ounce of softness, he pulled one of his fingers from my wet pussy and thrust it inside my anus. The biting intrusion had me crying out and tensing in his arms.
“A bad, bad girl gets her ass fucked,” he said as he pushed his finger deeper inside what up to this moment was a place I had considered off limits despite not being an anal virgin. “Does it hurt?”
“Yes, and I… I like it,” I squealed, clutching his back as he nibbled my neck, never letting up on his thrusting. He had fingers in my pussy, and a finger in my ass, and I could barely comprehend the sensations rushing through me. Pain and pleasure blended to a point of drugging my mind and body with the need for more.
“Good.”
The moment I settled into the pattern of what he was doing to my body, he pulled away. He removed my underwear as he went, leaving me cold and totally exposed for him. My first instinct was to yell at him, to get him back inside me in one way or another, but then another idea overcame me. I wanted to give Alek some of the pleasure he gave me the last time we were together. As I bit down painfully on my lip, I knew exactly what I wanted next.
I jumped down, pushing him backward until he fell back onto the bed behind him. Ripping his shirt completely off, I had a ravenous desire to taste his body right this very moment.
“What are you doing?” he asked, and I realized he was smiling while doing so. He wasn’t angry that I’d done something bold, something that switched the power dynamic between us.
“Dirtying you,” I said.
The smile never left his lips or his eyes as I dropped to my knees in front of him. I unbuckled his belt and then unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. As I slid them down, his cock sprang free to point straight at the ceiling.
With a smile, I leaned forward and ran the tip of my tongue across his cock. “Yum.”
“Fuck, Clara,” he moaned as his head fell back in sheer ecstasy.
I smiled as I continued to tug his pants down his legs, taking a moment to remove his shoes and socks before pulling them completely off and tossing them aside.
“Now, where was I?” I teased, my fingertips lightly walking their way up his legs. His cock jerked, and I watched his grip tighten on the bedspread beneath him. There was an intense tremble within him, one that meant he was completely under my control, and that sent a swirling passion through my veins.
I took my time, giving his skin the lightest of scratches as I continued my journey up his body, enjoying the way he squeezed his eyes shut in pleasure. Then, to let him really see where I was going with my seduction, I ran light kisses all over his cock, covering every square inch. The mere feeling of my breath and my mouth upon him, seemed to drive him wild, so by the time I