His words and the soft touch of his lips to mine have my nerves starting to settle. This is all happening so fast. One second I thought he wanted me gone and my heart was breaking. Now it’s as if he never wants me to leave. Something about this man has captivated me, and I can’t stop this connection. He puts me at ease, and I find myself doing as he asks.
I slip my hand slowly down to my sex and watch as his breathing grows heavier. A small drop of cum leaks from the tip of his cock, and I can see he’s turned on as much as I am.
“Are you teasing me?” His voice is gruff now, and I think he might be fighting his own desire.
He looks like he wants to grab me and have his way with me, but he’s holding back. His hands are fisted at his sides, and in this moment while I’m on my knees in front of him, I know I hold all the power. He’s issuing the orders, but I’m all he wants and the one making him fight for control.
“I don’t think I know how to tease, to be honest,” I admit as I let out a small moan when my fingers find my clit.
“Your every breath teases me, krasota.” He makes me feel as if I’m some sexy goddess dropped down in front of him.
“Now use your other hand to spread the lips. I want to see you play with your hard little clit.” He sits in front of me with his legs spread, and I do as he ordered.
More cum leaks from his cock, and my nipples are aching. I’m so close to coming, yet it’s still not happening. He slowly strokes himself as he watches my every move. I want to please him—no, I need to please him. Something inside of me is screaming to do everything he demands.
I’ve touched myself before and gotten off, so right now it should be easy. I’ve never been so turned on in my life, but the orgasm holds itself back. It’s almost as if I’m too turned on, if that’s even possible.
“Miller,” I beg him, and he motions for me to come closer. He lifts me easily so that I’m straddling him instead of on the floor.
“I’m sorry, I tried. I really did.” My head drops as his hand comes up, and he runs his fingers through the waves in my hair. His big palm slides down my neck and between my breasts, and it’s like lightning everywhere he touches.
“I know, little one. I’ve never seen anything so desirable. “
“But I didn't—”
He cuts me off with a kiss. When his lips touch mine, my whole mind shuts down, and it’s only him and me. I didn't know it could be this way with someone, and now that I’ve found this, could I possibly ever leave it?
I rock against his cock, and the hand in my hair tightens. “Are you trying to get off by using my cock for your pleasure?”
I whine in answer as my hips move of their own volition.
“I didn't tell you that could rub your pretty little cunt on me.”
“I’m sorry.” I bite the inside of my lip, but I don’t stop.
There is something swirling in the air between us. I’m not sure what it is, but I know I love it. His rough orders and the dirty way he speaks to me, it’s like a secret between us. I find myself pressing my chest against his so we can be closer.
He leans down and sucks one of my nipples into his mouth, then takes his time circling it with his tongue. When he grazes it with his teeth, my whole body heats. I want to explode with pleasure, but still I stay on the edge, ready for whatever he gives me.
He stills my hips, and I should get an award for not trying to rock against his cock. It’s right against my clit, and I know it wouldn't take much to send me over into orgasmic bliss.
“Use me, krasota. Then it’s going to be my turn to use you.” His accent is so thick now it’s hard to understand, but there’s no mistaking his need. I rock against the turgid length, and he doesn't try to control my movements. My thighs are burning, and my hips are moving fast as he lets me take what I want. His hands are everywhere, like they are trying to trace each line of my body, and I lose all thoughts beyond the connection of his hot cock against my clit.
“Let me watch you cum,” he whispers in his heavy voice, and I gasp.
The orgasm finally hits me, and Miller says something in Russian that I don’t understand. He grips my hair and yanks it back as I ride up and down his hard length. As I try to catch my breath, he pulls me in for a kiss and thrusts his cock between my pussy lips. The orgasm is drawn out of me for so long that when I feel the warm spray of something on my skin, it takes me a moment to realize he came with me.
When he releases my mouth, my head falls to his shoulder, and once again I’m out of breath. We’re skin to skin, and I feel so incredibly close to him at this moment. I know so little about him, but I know that what I feel is special.
I kiss his neck, and all my emotions are overwhelming. I know I’m happy, but why does it feel like I want to cry at the same time? It’s like everything I’ve ever been afraid of and afraid to wish for is bubbling up all at once. I cling to him and close my eyes as the power of the orgasm truly sinks in.
For so long I’ve felt like I haven't been home, but right now, in his arms, I’m here. I was sure when I got to my parents’, I would have that feeling, but all I had was doubt and questions about making the right decision. Here with Miller and in his arms, this is what I’ve been searching for.
He rises with me in his arms and takes me into a giant bathroom. He turns on the tub to let it fill up, and I glance around the room.
“This bathroom is a girl’s dream.” He places me on my feet, and I fold my arms over my chest. The bathroom is white and the whole room is so bright that he can see every flaw that was masked in the lamplight of the bedroom.
“Do not hide from me, krasota. Your body is a masterpiece.”
“So I should do one of those art things where you sit naked and everyone paints you?” I tease, but the look on his face has me bursting into laughter.
“This is not funny. I would cut all their eyes out.”
I only smile at him and shake my head, and his brows furrow. Again, he says something in Russian I don’t understand as he lifts me into the tub and then slides in behind me. I lean back against his chest, and his arms wrap around me in a tight hold.
“You do know you’re the only man to see me naked, right?” I turn around in his arms and straddle him, not wanting to miss a moment.
I want him to know this is all so new to me and how truly special it is. I enjoy running my fingers up and down his chest, but then after a moment he grabs both my wrists until I look into his eyes.
“You’ve saved this gift for me.”
One of his large hands dips into the water and cups my pussy. I smile and shrug because I’m not sure I’d call it a gift.
“I will treasure it and take great care of you.” At his serious statement, all of my insides melt. “Then we will marry.”
Before I can try to process what that means, he’s leaning me back into the water and putting his mouth on me again.