Sergei (6 page)

Eyes closed, I ran my hands over his muscled shoulders and upper arms while he licked and nibbled me. No man had ever awakened these kinds of feelings within me. I felt so alive, the electric currents of arousal and desire vacillating through me. He touched me as if I were some incredibly precious thing. His fingers glided over my body and paused to enjoy interesting spots he discovered, the places that made me sigh and rock my hips.

When he slid to the floor next to the bed, I knew the moment he had earlier described to me had finally arrived. I struggled to drag a full breath into my lungs. Clutching my waste, Sergei dragged me right down to the edge of the mattress. He clasped my ankles and placed my feet into the position he wanted, spreading my legs wide open and swiping his palms up and down my inner thighs.

"Bianca." He breathed my name with a touch of awe and ran his thumb along the seam of my pussy. Showing me how gentle he could be, Sergei carefully parted my labia with those long, thick fingers so he could gaze upon the dewy center of me. He growled something in Russian that sounded suspiciously naughty, but I didn't have the courage to ask him to translate. He ran his fingers through my slick folds and held them up to show me the glistening evidence of my arousal. "Look at how wet you are for me, baby."

The low, rumbling way he pronounced baby made my pussy clench. Lightheaded, I shivered with anticipation as his dark head lowered toward that secret part of me. I didn't know what to expect but I had a feeling Sergei wasn't going to show me a few half-hearted flicks of his tongue before abandoning me to resentment and frustration.

He licked me right from the soaking entrance toward my throbbing clit and repeated the motion twice more. Drawing a moan from my throat, he fluttered his tongue over my clitoris. I gripped the covers under me and reveled in the wondrous way he explored my pussy. With leisurely licks, he painted me with the tip of his tongue and gave me time to acclimate to his intimate touch.

By slow degrees, he increased the tempo of his fluttering and flicking. He zeroed in on the rhythm and pressure that drove me wild. Running his hands along my sides, Sergei used that incredibly talented mouth of his to push me right over the edge. The intense, deliberate circles he drew around my clit made me dig my toes into the mattress.

When those first shuddery bursts started to rock my core, I clapped my hand over my mouth to stifle the loud cry I feared would soon erupt. Without missing a beat, Sergei reached up and tugged my hand away from my mouth. Our gazes clashed as he ate my pussy—and I came apart right in front of him

"Sergei!"

He groaned hungrily, the noise so excited, and began to feast on my pulsing flesh. As he attacked my pussy with that skillful tongue, I rolled my hips and rode the wondrous waves of my orgasm. The joyful explosions rocked me, making me shout his name again and again.

Shaking and breathing hard, I tried to come down from the euphoric high he'd induced, but Sergei wasn't done with me. Using his fingers, he parted the slick lips of my pussy and exposed my clit, drawing it out from beneath the hood to tease the super-sensitive bud with his tongue. I cried out and tried to wiggle free from him but Sergei put a hand on my breast and caught my gaze. "No."

"Please," I begged pitifully.

He shook his head. "No."

And then he fastened his lips around the pink pearl peeking out there and sucked hard. I nearly died, my heart stuttering in my chest and the air rushing out of my lungs. Sergei tongued me like some sort of human vibrator. It was unbelievable, and I found myself pressing my pussy against him in a desperate search for more.

"Ah!" My hips shot off the bed as my second climax slammed right into me. Sergei's big hands slid under me, gripping my ass while he went wild between my thighs. I came so damn hard I started to see spots dancing before my eyes. "Oh! Oh!
Oh
!"

Growling like a bear, Sergei finally showed me some mercy but he didn't abandon my pussy yet. No, he stabbed his tongue inside my channel to taste me in the wickedest way. Mouth agape, I tried not to pass out as he did unimaginably wanton things to me.

Limp and overwhelmed, I exhaled loudly when he finally dragged his mouth away from me. He replaced his tongue with two fingers, working first one and then the other into my slick passage, and thrusting them into me at a torturously slow pace.

Crawling over me, Sergei trapped me between his thighs, putting his knees on either side of me, and captured my mouth. I knew he felt my reaction to the sinful kiss we shared because he groaned against my lips when my inner walls clenched his invading fingers. He made love to my mouth while penetrating me with those long digits of his.

All along I had suspected there was this kind of passion locked up inside me but I never suspected it would take this outrageously sexy beast of a man to release it. Sergei read me like an open book. It was as if the instructions to showing me extreme pleasure were written on my skin in ink only he could see.

My thighs fell wide open when he shifted his position over me, putting his knee between both of mine for better access to my body. He latched onto my nipple and thrust into me faster and harder. His fingers curved inside my pussy, and my hands flew to his shoulders. Holding on for dear life, I howled like a banshee as he forced another powerful orgasm from me. "Sergei!"

He captured my mouth and swallowed my cries of passion. I surrendered to his wonderful kisses and the intense feelings he'd aroused within me. After coming so hard, so many times, I couldn't even form coherent thoughts. Deflated and aching, I gazed up at him in such wonder.

He grinned wolfishly and stunned me with the erotic vision of him sucking my glistening nectar from his fingers. "You taste so fucking good, Bianca."

My face burned with such embarrassment at his frank comment. "The things you say!"

"They're true." He nuzzled me lovingly and kissed my neck. Hovering above me, Sergei smiled and traced my cheek with his finger. "You look so pretty after you come."

I reached up to caress his proud, strong face and felt myself falling hard for this impossibly complicated man. My brain screamed for me to put on the brakes but my heart? Oh, God. My heart was already entangled, and I didn't know if I had the strength to cut away from him.

Or if I even wanted to anymore.

"What are you thinking about,
milaya moya
?"

Refusing to get caught up in troubling thoughts, I pushed on his shoulders and pressed him onto his back. Up on my knees, I leaned forward and teased my mouth against his. "I'm thinking it's your turn now."

Chapter Four

Finally!

Head pounding and heart racing, Sergei watched Bianca crawl over him. She brushed her mouth to his and nipped at his lower lip before flicking their tongues together. His cock throbbed in time with his pulse as he wondered what she had in mind for him. Looking at those plump lips of hers, he prayed she planned to wrap them around his dick very soon.

Grabbing a pillow, he tucked it behind his head so he had a perfect view of her luscious body and gorgeous face. The taste of her sweet cunt still teased him. Those whimpering sighs and her high-pitched cries as she came against his tongue echoed in his head. He was already thinking of all the ways he could make Bianca scream his name when he was finally able to make love to her.

Her heavy, full breasts rubbed against his chest. Wanting to feel their weight, he cupped them. The dark discs of her nipples enticed him. He lightly pinched her flesh, drawing the points to puckered peaks. She sighed with such pleasure. Straddling his thigh, she rocked atop him and her wet pussy dragged against his leg. He battled the primitive urge to haul Bianca up a little higher and thrust up into the slick, feminine heat of her.

Buying the biggest box of condoms available jumped to the top of his to-do list. He'd always been very careful with the women he slept with, never trusting birth control to protect against a pregnancy or relying on anything less than that latex barrier to prevent an STD. The underground fighting club where he competed required the fighters to be tested regularly because the matches usually left the floors so bloody. He trusted the results provided by the club doctor but he would never ask Bianca to rely on them. He'd never put her at risk like that. He'd have to get proof so she would believe he took her safety seriously.

"Relax." Bianca placed her smaller hands on his chest and swept them across his pecs and down his biceps. "It's my turn to make you feel good."

He groaned as her hand glided down his abdomen. "You already are."

She sifted her fingers through the nest of curls there before grasping the base of his dick. "Look at how big you are, Sergei."

His cock had always been a point of fascination for women. He suspected it was one of the reasons so many of them threw themselves at him—and used him to satisfy their curiosity. Hearing Bianca remark on his impressive length and thickness touched on a weakness in his emotional armor. He didn't want to think she was like that but…

Eyes narrowed with concern, Bianca touched his jaw. "What's wrong? Did I—?"

Framing her face between his hands, he sat up and peered into the dark orbs that had ensnared him those many months ago. "Why are you letting me have you tonight?"

Her expression sharpened to one of annoyance. "What kind of question is that?"

"I want to know if you're letting this happen because you actually want me or if I'm a box you want to tick off some list."

"Did it ever occur to you that I'm wondering the same thing?"

He was taken aback by her question. "Why would you—?"

"Have you looked at us?" she interrupted. "You're, like, this ridiculously sexy Adonis of a man, and I'm this short, fat—"

Refusing to listen to Bianca cut herself down, he corrected gruffly, "Beautiful, smart, talented, successful businesswoman." He shook his head. "You could have any man you want. I'm the one who had to chase after you, remember?"

She studied his face. "Why, Sergei? Why me?"

"If you have to ask that question, I haven't done this right. Maybe I need to take another turn right down—"

"No." Smiling, she grasped his wrist and stopped his hand from slipping between her thighs. "I think I got the message."

Sergei laced their fingers together. Even though he typically despised any signs of weakness, he allowed that hard mask he'd worn since his teenage years to slip momentarily. "Do you like me at all, Bianca?"

She caressed his cheek but didn't answer immediately. Eventually, she admitted, "I've tried not to like you. I really have….but I can't stop what I'm feeling. I'm here with you right now in my bed and not in the guest room or downstairs on the couch because I want to be here with you. Because
I
want
you
."

Bianca kissed him then, her mouth so soft and sweet against his. She trailed her fingertips down his face, the pressure as light as a feather, and deepened their kiss. The erotic tangle of their tongues made his stomach clench and his balls ache. With a little shoved, she pressed him back to the mattress and began peppering kisses down his chest. Her lips danced around his navel before traveling over the indentations at his hips.

The tease refused to put her lips where he really wanted them. She wiggled down the bed, positioning herself between his spread legs, and stroked his cock. She palmed his sac and kissed all around his shaft but didn't touch it.

Groaning, he pumped up into her hand and begged, "Use your mouth."

Bianca didn't make him plead again. When she sucked him between her lips, he bit off a curse and clawed at the bedding. Her hot mouth enveloped him, the suction just perfect. Her velvety tongue sent shivers through him. She moaned around his cock, and Sergei knew he wasn't going to last nearly as long as he wanted.

Using her hands to torment him, Bianca bobbed up and down on his shaft, her pliable lips gliding over the head of his cock. She massaged his balls while taking his dick deeper into her mouth and using that wonderful tongue of hers to stimulate him. Gripping the comforter under him, Sergei tried to maintain control. He didn't want to scare or hurt her by thrusting up into her mouth, even if every male impulse within him demanded it.

"Turn toward me," he said, his voice husky and breathless. "Let me touch you, Bianca."

She licked her lips and stared at him for a few seconds before doing as he'd asked. Though he would have loved the chance to sixty-nine her, he understood the differences in their height made that position an unlikely one for them. Instead, she moved to the side of him, putting her knees next to his right hip and presenting that unbelievably gorgeous ass of hers right where he wanted it.

After wetting his fingers with his tongue, Sergei began to probe her silky depths while she resumed her incredible blowjob. Her tight pussy squeezed his digits as he slowly fucked her with them. When he rubbed his thumb against her clit, her cunt fluttered around his fingers, telling him that she really liked that.

Mesmerized by her pussy, Sergei decided to surrender to the intense sensations she caused with her mouth and hands. All that sucking and stroking and fondling was making his balls draw up against his body. The soles of his feet began to buzz, and the muscles in his legs tightened.