Page 5 of The Den of Sin
The thundering in my ears eased and my heartbeat slowed. Slowly the lust haze lifted, and my eyes widened as I realized what had just happened.
I had sex with Vasili Nikolaev, the guy I have been fantasizing about since the moment we met. Tatiana’s brother!
I gently pushed against him, my limbs shaky as my legs met the floor again. I had never imagined it was possible to fly that high. Yes, there was pain, but it was all forgotten the moment he started moving inside me.
Our eyes met and there was an indescribable look in his beautiful pale eyes. I found myself never wanting to look away, wishing he was mine.
He slowly knelt down and lifted my dress. The panties were unsalvageable, kind of like my heart and body at this moment. Because after three long years, they were finally his.
“Thanks,” I murmured shyly, looking away. It was weird, I wanted to drown in his gaze forever but the intensity of my own feelings right now had me looking away.
He grabbed his pants, pulled them up and went to tuck himself in when his movement froze. I risked a glance to see what he was looking at when I saw blood on his shaft.
I bit on my lip and risked a glance at his face. There was disbelief there.
“You were a virgin?” His voice was raspy, the look on his face one of shock.
“Ummm, it’s not a big deal.” My face was inflamed with embarrassment, again.
He shoved his pants back off and lifted me into his arms. “Yes, it is. Let me take care of you properly, malyshka.”
Holy shit! We’d get to do this again? It was on the tip of my tongue to say he took great care of me but then stopped myself. I wanted more, to feel him again all over me.
He carried me into the bathroom and sat me on the counter. I watched him move around the small bathroom, his big frame making it appear even smaller and wondered what he planned to do.
He turned on the shower and then returned to me.
“I’ll clean you up and then I’ll worship you all night long,” he murmured softly, his face nuzzled in the crook of my neck. My body instantly responded. It was amazing how at ease I felt with him. It was no wonder I fell for him.
“Can I do the same to you?” I usually wasn’t that open and forward, but for some reason, I wanted to experience it all with him. Take it all, and give it all.
He took my hand and placed it on his cock. He was hard again, pre-cum glistening at the tip of it, and with my thumb, I smeared it down his shaft, his cum mixing with remnants of my blood. My fingers wrapped around his smooth thickness, exploring his length. His shaft twitched under my touch, getting harder with each second, and I stared at it in amazement, licking my lips.
“Later,” he murmured in a hoarse voice, his accent thick. Damn, his accent did things to me.
A sensual ghost of a smile lingered on his face making him look breathtakingly beautiful. It was the first time I’d seen the semblance of a smile on his face, and my chest warmed at the sight of it. I loved his smile, no matter how small it was.
Both his hands wrapped around my waist, lifting me up. My legs instinctively looped around his hips and he walked us into the shower with ease. The heavy spurts of warm water flowing from the showerhead felt good on my skin.
What felt even better was feeling his body flushed against mine. My legs slid, and I planted my feet firmly onto the tiled floor, his body still pressed against mine and his eyes burning like blue flames.
“You’re beautiful, malyshka.”
I felt my cheeks warm at his compliment. He was more beautiful, all hard muscle, not an ounce of fat on any part of him. My hands gently skimmed over his body, exploring every inch of him. His skin felt warm under my fingers, his muscles sculpted and strong.
Watching him through my hooded eyelids, I couldn’t tear my gaze away from him, water trickling down his big, strong body. Despite water sprinkling down on us, my mouth was dry, and my pulse raced with excitement.
“Look at me.” The timbre of his voice vibrated through me, and I raised my head to meet his eyes. He lowered his head slowly and his lips started with soft kisses on my jaw. The soft sigh escaped my mouth and my head tilted up, offering him my lips. Or maybe I was begging for his lips on mine, I wasn’t sure. All I knew was that I needed more… more of him, more of us, more of this.
He took my offering and his mouth took mine, my lips opening up for his tongue. I moaned into his mouth, needy. This man was worth every second of waiting. He was perfect for me. Our tongues wrapped together, our kissing becoming frantic and hungry. This passion flared with each touch and kiss he gave me, setting off fireworks through my bloodstream.
“I’m going to eat your pussy.” His voice vibrated through my body, igniting flames that no shower could extinguish.
He pushed my back against the wall and dropped to his knees on the shower floor. My mouth parted as I watched him eye me like a desert. Both his hands gripped my hips and his head buried into my pussy.
“Fuck!” A moaning groan echoed in the small shower as his mouth took its first taste of my pussy. My fingers tangled through his hair, gripping it for support or as my anchor, I wasn’t sure.
“Vasili,” I panted, writhing against the wall, but his grip had me pinned. My heart pounded in my ears, as my moans echoed through the small bathroom.
