“You’ll be fine, Charlotte.” He rubs the head up and down and then he’s fully positioned. “Cry out if you need to.”
It’s the only warning.
The next second fire erupts, spreading up my body as he thrusts forward in one fluid movement until he’s completely seated inside of me. And I scream. My throat burns from it, but not as much as the heat in my asshole as it stretches around this thick shaft. The invasion has wiped my mind of coherent thought.
“Don’t stop rubbing your clit,” he says, through what sounds like gritted teeth.
Tears stream down my face and I have to swallow before I can breathe again. I haven’t stopped touching myself, and this pain he’s given me drives me forward faster than I would have guessed.
He drags his cock back until he’s almost completely out and then pushes forward even harder.
I cry out, stumbling forward as my arm gives out and I lean on my forearm. He’s not done though, and I think he was being gentle. Because now, now, he’s pounding my ass harder and faster. The burn spreads, the stretch is almost unbearable, but my clit is swollen. My thighs shake. The bubble of pleasure grows larger and larger.
“You have no idea how fucking beautiful it is to see your asshole suck up my cock.”
His words stroke my libido and I clench my teeth, trying to control my sounds. But he won’t have it.
“Don’t you dare steal your screams from me.” He thrusts harder and slaps my hip.
I don’t hold back anymore. I can’t anyway, it’s all become too much. My clit swells beneath my fingers and the dam is going to burst. There’s no stopping it now. Pain blends into the sweetness and I can’t separate the sensations.
His fingers dig into my hips as he pulls my body back at him while he plows forward.
“Nikolai!” I scream, my orgasm chasing me down.
“Come for me, Charlotte,” he orders and fucks my ass faster and faster. The bed squeaks, the headboard bangs against the wall. But it’s all drowned out by my scream when the waves of arousal engulf me in my release.
Faster and faster, I rub my clit, draining every last bit of my orgasm from my body while he continues to pummel my ass.
I’m barely able to breathe, to contemplate what’s happened as the intensity begins to fade, when he grunts and thrusts harder. I cry out again, my second arm coming forward to brace myself on the mattress.
“Fuck!” He groans my name and stills as his cock spills his hot seed into my ass. His fingertips are going to leave bruises on my hips, he’s gripping me so tightly. Moments later, he eases his hands off of me and slowly drags his cock from my body. His cum spills from me, pouring down my thighs as I push them together.
I feel empty. And used. And relaxed. And completely sated.
He steps off the bed and leaves me while he goes into the bathroom and returns with a wet towel. I’m still on my knees when the bed dips beneath his weight when he sits next to me. The warm towel eases some of the discomfort as he cleans me. Once he’s done, he helps me to climb under the blankets and sits next to me again.
Silently, he drags his thumbs across my cheeks to wipe away the tears.
“So pretty.”
He’s wearing only his boxers.
“Are you coming to bed now?” I ask.
“No. I have to make more calls and deal with something.” He leans forward and kisses me. It’s warm and full of softness that a moment ago, I wouldn’t have thought possible from him.
“Maybe I can help,” I say. “With whatever is going on, maybe I can help you.”
His mouth kicks up to the side. “Do you ever stop worrying about everyone else around you?”
I blink. “I don’t mean to pry—”
“No. It’s good that you care about people, Charlotte. You care about your brother to a fault. You care about your father’s dreams even though he’s not here to witness them. And now you want to fix my problems.” He shakes his head and kisses my forehead. “Sleep. You’re going to be sore in the morning, so take it easy.”
He doesn’t look willing to continue the conversation, so I nod my agreement and sink lower beneath the covers. I’m already sore, but it’s a sweet pain that hums through my body.
On his way out, he makes sure my phone is plugged into the nightstand beside me then turns the lights out.
After the soft click of the door shutting, I finally let out a long breath.
Nine more days, then my life goes back to normal.
Another ache begins, but this time it’s in my chest and I don’t know how to ease it.