“I’m going to make you feel so fucking good,” he said low, deep.
He took her nipple between his thumb and forefinger and pulled at the already turgid flesh. Over and over he pulled at the peak, growing more impatient with needing her.
She needed to be naked for him.
In a matter of seconds, he had her shirt and the remains of her bra off, then went for her skirt and panties. He might have already seen her naked and been inside of her, but that didn’t mean shit. He felt like a fiend for her, like he’d never sampled her, never tasted the sweetness of her pussy.
“I want to be inside of you again, Alexa.”
“Don’t stop.” She slanted her mouth on his and speared her tongue between his parted lips. Back was the desperation, but it was the good kind, the kind that he felt down to his bones. He cupped her breasts with his hands, squeezing the mounds until she was rocking back and forth against his erection, rubbing herself on him, and had him nearly coming in his pants.
“I need more. I need it all from you.” He was already near his breaking point. Yvgeny let go of her breasts and cupped her ass, and for a suspended moment, all he did was hold the big globes while he fucked her mouth with his.
He moved his mouth to her ear and whispered, “I need to be inside of you now. I need to fuck you until you can only think of me when I’m not with you.”
“Yes.” She shivered and pulled back to look him in the face.
And then he was done, just fucking done, because he had to have her. He had to make her his in all ways.
It was like an animal had been unleashed inside of Yvgeny.
It was exactly what she wanted.
He pressed her against the wall even harder, then moved his hand between their bodies. He started undoing his pants but stopped to kiss her. After a few seconds of fucking her mouth with his, he stepped back and made quick work of getting his clothes off.
Seeing him naked, all of that hard muscle flexing under his tattooed skin, had a shiver working through her. And the tattoos he had covered his chest and arms, even his hands. She knew they were from the Bratva, right down to the shoulder tattoos that said he was a general in rank, and the tattoos on his knees stating he’d never kneel.
Yvgeny was dangerous, powerful, and she knew he’d kill with his bare hands if need be.
He probably has ten times over.
He said something in Russian as he looked her up and down, then shook his head and stared into her eyes. “You’re so fucking gorgeous.” He moved toward her again, pressed his hard body right to hers, and cupped the side of her face with his big hand.
She gripped his shoulders and dug her nails into his flesh.
“That’s it. Christ, you’re so ready for me.” He moved his mouth to the side of her throat and started licking at her flesh. A surprised sound came from her when he squeezed the mounds especially hard.
“I want you so fucking badly.” He started thrusting against her mound, and she spread her thighs wider, needing him to get in the right position to fuck her. As if he read her mind, he gripped her waist and lifted her off the ground easily. Alexa wrapped her legs around his waist, did the same with her arms around his neck, and moaned when his big cock slid along her wet slit.
She wanted to feel him pushing into her, stretching her, and making that pain and pleasure live as one inside of her. The feel of his big cock had her insides clenching and a fresh wave of wetness coming from her pussy. Alexa wanted to feel so incredibly full she couldn’t stand it, couldn’t breathe or wrap her head around it.
“Yvgeny. I’m so ready for you.”
“You want this?” he asked and pressed his cock harder against her.
“God, yes,” she breathed out.
And then he was reaching between their bodies, taking hold of his dick and placing it at her entrance.
He rubbed his cock along her cleft, up and down. “You’re so ready for me.”
She nodded.
They held each other’s stares for several long seconds, and then they crashed their mouths together in unison. Groans spilled from both of them, and he dug his fingers into the flesh right above her ass. Images of them together, skin wet with sweat, muscles stretched and taut, filled her head.
If he wasn’t going to end this torment, she would.
Alexa reached down, pushed his hand out of the way, and grabbed his huge dick. When the tip was angled right at her entrance, a moment of stillness crashed between them.