Page 6 of King of my Heart
Aleksandr doesn’t say a word. He just spins me around to face his desk and runs a hand up my spine applying pressure, causing me to lean forward over his desk. Planting my hands on the cold surface to catch myself. I slowly lower myself, my breathing becoming short and labored as his free hand runs up my bare leg bringing my pencil skirt up with it. The sane part of my brain starts to battle its way through but I push it back.
I want this man as if I don’t get this I will fucking explode. Aleksandr leans over fisting my hair in his hand, tugging it back, “Once I take this pussy you are mine in every way. Do you understand this, Yelena? There is no going back.”
Turning my head as far as his grip will allow me to make eye contact, “I understand the rules.”
“Music to my fucking ears,” he says, spreading my feet apart just as his fingers find my soaked panties.
“Oh, Doll, you’re so fucking wet. Is all this for me?” His fingers circle my entrance, not applying enough pressure or going anywhere I need him most.
I try to rock back, to make his fingers do more. Aleksandr tightens his grip in my hair ever so slightly, reminding me I get what he gives me. I go still and concentrate on not moving.
“Such a good girl. I think you deserve a reward. Do you agree?” Aleksandr’s deep timber causes my skin to break out in goose flesh.
“Please, I’m about to explode. Alek, I need more,” I whimper. Begging is not something I’ve ever done. Hell letting someone else be in charge is nothing I’ve ever done and to say I’m enjoying it is a fucking understatement.
“Your request is my command,” he says just as he slides two fingers into my dripping pussy.
I moan as his fingers fill me. Testing his hold I try to rock back on his fingers again. He lets me move just a fraction before his fingers are gone leaving me empty and needy. Without a word his hand lands on my ass in two quick slaps. I nearly cum on the spot. The grip on my hair loosens and I drop my head to the cold desk panting.
The sound of his zipper is the sound of a promise. Aleksander rips my panties off so fast that I don’t have time to thinkbefore he is pushing into me. I arch my body begging for more.
“Fuck me. My dreams had nothing on the dreams I’ve had since the day you walked out of my office,” Aleksandr moans.
“More. Fucking fuck me. I need more,” I pant.
“Remember you asked me for this.” It is all that is said as he pulls out to the point that only the tip of his cock is left.
Aleksandr slams back into me and the bite of pain is so sweet. His rhythm is fierce and rough stretching me to my limits. I’ve always had sweet sex never finding a man that would just fuck me like his whore and take care of me after. I know this isn’t that but fuck this man ignites something in me.
I am brought back to what is going on when he slaps my ass causing me to clinch.
“You stay here with me. Focus on my cock stretching this perfect pussy,” he growls just as he slides his hand back into my hair causing me to arch further.
“Here and now.” Is all I get out as his free hand finds my clit creating the same rhythm as his cock.
“That’s my girl. Now cum for me.”
“I can't, I want to come with you,” I whimper.
“Oh, you fucking will. First, you are going to come for me, and then you’ll come with me.”
“Please I can’t.”
“Yes, you can and will. This time will be fast, the next time I’m going to spend hours making you cum.”
I can’t speak. I’m so fucking close and need this.
“Alek…”
“Come now, Yelena. Show me how much you are loving this cock,” he demands just as he bites into my shoulder.
I can’t stop the scream that explodes out of me as my orgasm explodes within. Aleksandr's rhythm doesn’t stop or change he just continues. It’s not three strokes and I’m already climbing to the peak of another orgasm. This has never happened and my body is freaking out.
“Fuck, baby, I need you to give me another one. I need you to come with me. Yelena, now fucking come with me.” Alek demands as I feel him explode inside me.
The second orgasm hits me so hard that my vision blurs and I lose all ability to stand. Aleksandr stands there and rubs my back talking softly to me. When I can finally think again and believe that my legs will hold me, I stand to my full height and turn towards Aleksandr, seeing a softness on his face that I’ve never seen before. I reach out and run my fingertips down the side of his face.
“I meant what I said. You’re mine. This is crazy and things will be hard at times but there is no changing my mind,” Aleksandr says.
