Seth's Cravings: An Endless Series: Book 2 (40 page)

     My eyes narrowed in irritation…at the girl, and with my
brother. It wasn’t difficult to figure out why my brother was going to the
dance with this girl. I strolled forward holding out my hand. “Hello, Mandy.
I’m Nadia, Luka’s sister.”

     Mandy took my hand giving me the plastic smile. “Nice
to meet you.” 

     “So, what made you decide to ask my brother, an
underclassman, to you Senior Homecoming dance? All the older guys already
taken?” I covered my annoyance with a plastic smile of my own as I put her on
the spot. 

     Mandy looked slightly confused at my question. “Uhm,
no. I wanted to ask Luka.”

     I gave my brother an evilly wicked smile. “Where you
taking pity on him because he’s so socially challenged? That’s so nice of you.”

     My brother rolled his eyes. “You’re hilarious,
Nadezhda.”

     I turned back to Mandy for inquisition time even though
Luka had already given me their schedule. “What are you’re plans tonight?”

     Mandy looked to Luka like he would save her from my
examination. He seemed to feel inclined to help her out.

     “Nadia, I already told you what we’re doing.”

     “It doesn’t hurt to get confirmation.” I retorted with
a glare before turning back to Mandy.

     “We’re going to the game, then to dinner, and then to
the dance. It’s pretty basic.” Mandy said with a shrug. I was watching her
closely and I saw her eyes shift sideways and she blinked twice rapidly. She
was lying.  

     I gave Luka a fake smile. “The dance ends at eleven,
right? Are you coming home right after?”

     Luka gave me an eyebrow lift and a frown. “I thought we
said twelve?”

     “There’s barely anytime for you to do anything after
though is there?” I posed with my own eyebrow elevation. I wasn’t going to stop
him from going, but I also wasn’t going to make it easy on him either.

     “Seth.” Luka implored.

     My mouth almost dropped open at Luka’s entreaty. He did
not just seek help from my boyfriend, and it shocked me a little when I called
him that in my mind. I looked over at Seth with a glare basically daring him to
say something.

     He grinned, shaking his head. “Luka, I think we had
this discussion before.”

     Luka shook his head in exasperation turning back to me.
“We will probably get something to eat again after the dance. Come on,
starshaya
sestra
,
oslab’te fartuk
.”

     I rolled my eyes at his comment to ‘loosen the apron
strings’. This had nothing to do with that. He was only fifteen. His penis
needed to stay in his pants tonight.

     “Okay, you can stay out till twelve. Do you have enough
money?” I asked sweetly.

     Luka frowned and I knew it was because I’d already
given him a hundred dollars for tonight. “Yeah.”

     I held out my hand wiggling my fingers. “Let me see
your wallet. I want to make sure.”

     Luka’s eyes almost bugged. “
Chto
!”

     His regression to Russian was a dead giveaway that he
was nervous. I wiggled again repeating innocently. “I want to check your wallet
to make sure you have enough money.”

     “I have enough,
sestra
. No worries.” He stressed,
his cheeks reddening.

     “Really, I want to make sure, Luka.” I stressed with a
tight smile.

     He sighed, rolled his eyes, but handed over the wallet.
I knew he’d finally caught on to why I wanted it. Mandy was watching us with
wide-eyed nervousness. Seth stood silently with his hands on Issy’s shoulders surveying
the entire scene with an air of hilarity.

     I flipped open Luka’s wallet and ruffled through the
contents…and there it was. No, not one, but two. Ambitious little bugger. I
pilfered them discreetly and handed it back with a self-satisfied smile.

     “Yep, you’re all set.”

     Luka took it shaking his head at me.  

     “Let’s get pictures then you guys can go.” I gushed
with fake exuberance.

     After clicking a few pictures of Luka and his date I
gave him the mandatory speech on no drinking and keeping safe, with extra
emphasis on staying safe in all ways, and then watched them drive away in
Mandy’s sporty Mazda.

     “I like her even less for having a better car than mine.”
I groused from the balcony overlooking the lot.

     Seth laughed from behind me. “You remind me of my mom
when I went to my first dance.”

     I turned giving him a scowl. “Its relationship suicide
to tell a girl you’re dating that they remind you of your mother. It’s actually
in the top ten things not to say.”

     Seth chuckled. “I thought that was referring to
her
mother.”

     “That one is in the top five.” I retorted.

     He chuckled again. “The point I was trying to make was that
my mother was also a bit…overprotective. She did almost the exact same thing as
you did. Except she confiscated my condoms when I was taking my shower.”

     I gave him a dirty look. “Were you going to this dance
with a girl two years older than you looking at you like she wanted to eat you
up?”

     He grinned. “Yep. Heather Wilson.”

     I frowned in displeasure at his trip down memory lane.
“And how did that night turn out for you?”

     “I ended up going home that night pure as the driven
snow, or pretty close to it while still retaining my virginity. When I went to
get my condom and found it wasn’t there we had to improvise.”

     I rolled my eyes heading back inside the apartment, but
found myself grinning as I pictured Seth seconds from copulation reaching into
his wallet only to find it empty. That must have been a depressing moment. My
smile widened.  

     Seth followed me speaking softly. “You know you didn’t
really put a halt to them doing anything if they wanted; either that girl has
some stashed in her purse, or they can stop at a store to get more.”

     I threw him a scowl over my shoulder. “I was keeping
those thoughts way down in my subconscious, but thanks for bringing them to the
surface.”

     He gave me an apologetic half grin.

     Retrieving Issy’s and my cover wraps we also headed out
for our evening. Seth had made a point of asking where Issy wanted to go for
dinner and she had answered immediately with ‘pizza’. He had stated ‘excellent
choice’, and minutes later we were sitting down in a small pizzeria with a
medium pepperoni between them and a small salad for me.

     Seth asked why I wasn’t eating pizza and when I told
him I wasn’t the biggest fan of cheese he stared at me in dumbfounded shock.
Seconds later he came out of his speechlessness sputtering how it was possible
that I could not love cheese.

     I just gave a shrug and said, ‘
It is what it is
’.
I could eat pizza if I had to, but it wasn’t my favorite food, and I liked it
best when it was light on the cheese and loaded with toppings.

     Seth shook his head forlornly wondering how I could
live with such a disability in my life. I informed him it really wasn’t that
difficult, at which point he gave me a highly disbelieving look.

     After dinner we drove over to Issy’s school and walked
into a gymnasium that was filled with an array of students, parents, and
teachers. The dance was only an hour long and whenever Issy wasn’t dancing I
was pushing her to mingle with the other students. It actually went pretty well,
and I was able to get her to dance with a few of her other classmates when I
danced next to her.

     Seth opted not to dance during the fast songs stating
that he was rhythmically challenged and didn’t want us to have to suffer
watching him flail his limbs around. We really tried to get him to change his
mind but he was unbending.

     An hour later we left the school, stopped for ice
cream, and were back at the apartment a little before nine. I had Issy hop in
the shower so she could get all the hairspray out of her hair I’d put in there
this afternoon. 

     Seth strode over to the stereo and fiddled with the
stations until he came to one with a slow song. Shucking his sports jacket he
walked over to me and wrapped his arms around my waist pulling me close.

     “I’ve been looking forward all night to a slow dance
with you. I would have done it at the gym but was afraid I’d cause a scene in
front of the entire school if I held you that close to me.” He slowly began to move
with me to the sweet melody.

     I entwined my arms around his neck and laid my head on
his chest, breathing in his powerful masculine scent. It rushed through me and
instantly made my breasts swell and groin clench.  “I’ve never slowed dance
before with a man other than my
otets
.” There was a small pinch to my
heart at the thought of my father, but the moment didn’t allow for depressing
thoughts. 

     He paused minutely before resuming, his hands splaying
over my back. “Then I need to make sure this one is memorable.” He whispered in
my ear causing shivers to travel down my spine.  

     Our bodies touched everywhere as we swayed and my body
went from slightly stimulated to painfully aroused in seconds. My breasts
pressed into his hard chest causing them to become achingly sensitized, and his
rigid member pushed into my lower stomach making my sex throb and weep moisture
that worsened with each passing moment because his thigh was between my legs
rubbing that region with each move he made.

     “You lied; you’re not rhyzmically challenged at all.” I
declared thickly scraping my nails over his scalp.

     His hands moved down to my lower back and he executed a
move that pressed him hard into my clit making me gasp in pleasure. “This is as
far as my rhythm extends, believe me.” He murmured huskily into my hair.

     Pushing his leg further between my legs Seth had me
basically riding his thick thigh as he continued to sway. His hands moved down
to my rear holding me in place for each thrust of his hip. It was like we were
having sex standing up with our clothes on, and it was utterly erotic.

     I knew Issy could come out of the bathroom any minute,
possibly catching us, but I couldn’t seem to call a halt to what was happening.

    My breathing huffed out unevenly as I followed the
rolling of his hips, and the excruciating tension in my lower region spiraled
higher and higher with every stroke on my pulsating clit. My fingers dug into
his scalp as it began to peak.

     “Oh
Bog…
Sez…
da…
” I pressed my face into
his chest and held on tight as the tension in me snapped unexpectedly causing
me to cry out with the pleasure of it. Stars exploded behind my lowered lids as
each pulsing wave of bliss crashed through me.  

     “Oh shit.” Seth grunted and went still breathing hard
into my hair as I convulsed on his thigh uncontrollably. His muscles went rock
hard between my legs and his grip on my butt squeezed almost painfully as he
continued to move me, and that just ramped up the ecstasy of the ride.

      I breathed out an ‘Uhhh’ as my quaking began to diminish
and slumped into his frame panting and trembling. Little by little consciousness
returned and I noticed that Seth was standing motionless in rigid tension
breathing heavily.

     The next thing I realized was that I had just gotten
off while dancing with Seth. Yeah, it might have been a little more than
dancing, but still. Embarrassment slammed into me at my uncontrollable
response.
Bog
, he made me crazy.

     The tension radiating from Seth’s frame had me tilting
my head back to examine his expression. The lines of his face were set in hard
lines and showing signs of acute strain. I knew immediately what was wrong, and
even though what had ensued had been unintentional I felt profound regret that
I couldn’t ease his pain. I would have, but two seconds ago Issy’s shower had
just cut off telling me she’d be out in minutes.

     “Are you going to be okay?” I asked.

     He looked down at me with eyes that raged with
unfulfilled desire. Bending down he took my mouth roughly, capturing my tongue
and sucking on both my bottom and top lip greedily. Five seconds later he
separated us, holding me away while he sucked in great gusts of air.

     “I’ll be fine.” He voiced gutturally looking anything
but.  

      A second later I heard the bathroom door open. Taking
an additional step back I couldn’t stop my gaze from traveling down his body to
his groin where his shaft strained at the cloth of his pants visibly. My
embarrassment vanished at seeing the evidence of his excitement, because seeing
it only renewed mine.

     My gaze shot back up to his. “I’m going to get Issy in
bed and then I’ll be right back.” I rushed away on trembling legs before I
jumped him and gave Issy a show that would haunt her a lifetime.

     She was already in her bedroom so I helped her with her
pajama’s and then told her to lay down and relax with a book for a little while
before going to bed. She wouldn’t go to bed without saying good night to Seth
first, so we trudged out to the living room where Seth was sitting on the couch
with a pillow covering his lap. I had to grin at that, and he threw me a look
of retribution.

     After a swift goodnight Issy was back in her room with
the door closed, and I walked toward the living room with a heart beating
wildly in anticipation. The orgasm I’d had minutes ago had been a shocker,
coming out of no where like that, but I wasn’t regretting it. The only thing I
was regretting was that Seth had been left unsatisfied. And I really wanted to
rectify that.

     Seth was reclining back into the couch with his eyes
closed. I walked up to him quietly in my bare feet, but he must have been
listening for me because his lids rose as I neared. His blue eyes still blazed
with a smoldering heat and his erection bulged between his spread legs. His
posture seemed almost relaxed, but it was only an illusion, because I could
literally feel his pent up sexual tension in the air.

     “She’s still awake but only for another fifteen minutes
at most.” I stared down at him as I stood between his outstretched legs. The
man was a large slice of yumminess. He’d taken off his tie and unbuttoned his
shirt revealing a small expanse of his chest, and the sparse dark hairs
scattered over it.

     While I was inspecting him he’d been doing the same to
me and the heat of his gaze touched every part of me, setting all my nerves on
fire. The music was still playing, and it had a slow beat to it that pulsed
inside of me. Without conscious thought I let my hips swing to its tempo.

     Seth’s eyes flared and I could see the tension in his
body ratchet up higher. “What are you doing?” He asked roughly.

     “Dancing.” I replied softly. Twisting my hips I raised
my hands over my head. “Should I stop?”

     He shook his head watching me fixatedly. “No.” He
croaked.

     I didn’t know where this conduct of mine was coming
from, never thought of myself as much of an exhibitionist, but I couldn’t seem
to help myself. I loved teasing him any way I could.

     I’d only ever danced around the house so I didn’t know
if I was any good, and I definitely didn’t know how to dance erotically for a
man, so all I could do was let my body move naturally to the music. Swaying my
hips and twisting my body I slowly moved my hands down, gliding my fingers down
my sides, skimming my breasts.

     Seth watched me feverishly, his hands clenched into
fists on his thighs, his breathing deep and labored. “You’re amazing, do you
know that? Everything about you; you’re beautiful, smart, sexy as hell …and…”
His eyes latched onto mine burning with intensity. “Incredible.”

     My heart felt ready to burst in my chest. This man…he
called to everything inside me. I never thought I would be able to lower my
walls to allow a man to have any sort of hold on me, but he’d either snuck in
under my guard, or there was just no way I could have prevented it.

     Positioning my legs on the outside of Seth’s legs I
raised my skirt slightly and settled myself on his granite thighs. He
straightened and his hands went instantly to my hips gripping me, hauling me
forward unceremoniously until we were inches apart.