Chapter 18

Samara~

O nly a fool would be allowing this, but then I'd always been a fool when it had come to Avgust Kotov. Yeah, I might have been strong enough to walk away from him once, but had I really? Had Avgust not respected my wishes back then, would I have been strong enough to stick to my convictions? Or would I have given in from just one touch?

The way that I was doing now.

When Avgust's hand finally slid beneath his shirt that I was wearing, the warmth from his palm felt like a searing mistake on my skin, but I didn't stop him. I didn't stop him because he was who he was to me, and I also didn't stop him because this felt nothing like the attack on me earlier. Avgust's hands on my body felt like they should have always been doing this to me, and this was also a much-needed reminder that not all men were Rurik. As Avgust's fingers finally found their way between my legs, it was a healthy reminder that not all men equaled pain; some were all pleasure.

"You're soaked, baby," he rasped in my ear, and I'd be a fool to deny it.

When Avgust had gone into detail about what he planned on doing to Rurik and Vlad, there'd been a sick part of me that had gotten turned on by his unapologetic violence. Despite the lies and manipulations fifteen years ago, Avgust had always made me feel safe with him. Though I hadn't known why he'd been so revered back then, it still didn't change the fact that Avgust had done his best to protect me back then, and that protective nature had been the sexiest thing about him. When a woman was capable of taking care of herself, then there was only one thing that she needed from a man, and that was to protect her. So, if anyone was capable of protecting a woman, it was Avgust Kotov.

My hands tightened around his forearm when he finally slid two fingers inside my pussy, and I couldn't stop the moan that escaped, even if I'd wanted to. I couldn't remember the last time that I'd had sex, and even if I could, nothing and no one had ever been able to compare to Avgust. Whatever I knew about pleasure in the bedroom, it'd been taught to me by Avgust, and I could be honest enough to admit that fact.

With the sounds of my slickness assaulting my ears, he said, "You still feel as tight as I remember, vozlyublennaya."

"Avgust…" I choked out, his fingers stretching me wide.

"What, baby?" he taunted. "Are my fingers not enough?"

They were, but they weren't. While he was pushing them in deep enough to make me moan, they would never compare to what he had pressed up against the small of my back right now. Avgust was six-foot-two and built like a warrior, and that level of masculine perfection came with a nine-inch dick that had taken my virginity, then had ruined me for all other men. When Avgust had first taken me in the ass, it'd been the most painful experience of my life. However, it had eventually turned into an addictive high that had driven me wild with need, and he'd had me begging for it often. Avgust had taught me how to be both a lady and a slut, and he had treated me like a goddess in public, while waiting to defile me in private. I'd had the best of both worlds, and it hurt to remember how much I had loved this man.

"Avgust…please…"

The pad of his palm pushed on my clit as he started to finger fuck me in rhythmic strokes, and I saw stars at the dual sensations wracking my body. Then, just when I thought that I couldn't take anymore, his other hand tightened around my throat, and a violent shiver raced throughout my body, making me mindless to everything but this man's touch.

"Your body remembers me," he groaned in my ear. "It remembers that I was its first. It remembers everything that I taught it." Tears sprang to my eyes as the truth came spilling out of his mouth. "It remembers what a slut it was for me."

"Don't stop…" I begged. "Avgust…please…"

"That's it, baby," he coaxed. "Cum for me. Cum for me, so that I'll have something to lick clean."

Pleasure exploded like a bomb all around me, and the feeling was one that I missed more than I could ever admit to myself before. Every inch of my body was swimming in euphoria as Avgust kept fingering me through my orgasm, his palm pulling another one from my sensitive clit, making me spiral out of control with need. My cries could be heard all throughout the room, and I didn't even care if they could be heard on the other side of the bedroom door. Nothing mattered but the pleasure coursing through my body right now, and I positively leaked with knowing what was coming next. If Avgust was going to clean up the mess that he'd made, then that was going to be the end of me.

When he finally pulled his fingers from my body, he brought them up to my lips, then ordered, "Lick them clean, baby. Taste your tight pussy for me."

As if the past fifteen years hadn't happened, I opened my mouth, obeying him like I'd always had when we'd been like this. I flicked my tongue around his wet fingers, and because we'd done this a hundred times before, I already knew what I tasted like. I also knew that he was going to turn me around, so that he could share the flavor off my lips.

"Good girl," he praised as he slipped his fingers from my mouth.

Then, gripping my jaw in his hand, Avgust turned me around to face him, and when I'd been expecting to see triumph in his eyes, all I saw was desire that was burning bright enough to singe us both. Avgust looked like he wanted to eat me alive, and all that did was fan my own flames of desire. It was the ultimate aphrodisiac to be able to drive a man crazy with need, and with Avgust's hazel eyes devouring me, I'd say that he was definitely at his tipping point.

When Avgust's lips finally crashed down on mine, my arms automatically reached up to wrap around his neck, and the low growl in his throat had me releasing my own desperate moan. I also didn't object when one hand reached up to fist in my hair, yanking my head back painfully. With his other hand on my ass, he had my body pressed tightly against his as his lips took control of mine, and I felt his hard dick like a steel baton between us.

Losing myself in him, my hands held on tighter as Avgust's tongue played with mine, his need for me growing into this dangerous entity that I could feel with every breath that I took. His possessive hands felt like handcuffs, tethering me to him until he felt gracious enough to set me free; that's how tight his hold on me was.

I was finally able to catch a breath when he broke off the kiss, his lips finding my neck in a way that was all too familiar. Everything that Avgust was doing felt like a trip to the past, and that was a dangerous thing when I'd never stopped loving him. He'd been my first everything, and I had loved him enough to still be in love with him all these years later.

Stepping back from me, he begun to remove my shirt as he said, "Get on the bed, and then spread your legs for me, baby."

Obeying once again, I did as he'd asked. With his hazel gaze watching me like a hawk, I sat on the bed, then moved to the center, so that I had room to spread my legs wide for him. Because I knew that Avgust found me beautiful, I didn't shy away from his stare as I let my knees fall open, showing him everything. I knew that there was a mess down there, but that was also the kind of thing that turned Avgust on. He'd always liked his sex dirty, and I couldn't imagine that his preferences had changed since the last time that we'd been together.

Avgust started undressing as his eyes raked me in, and a tiny shiver slid down my spine as I watched him remove two of his guns, then place them on the nightstand next to the bed. However, that was nothing compared to how turned on I got as he discarded each piece of clothing, his shredded body being unveiled like a Christmas present. As each piece of clothing fell to the floor, his tattoos became more and more visible, and I'd been right about the stars. His body was one documented path up the bratva ladder, and it also looked like a battle ground with all the scars that fought for space with his tattoos.

Christ, he was beautiful.

Once he was completely undressed, his nine-inch cock flat against his stomach, he climbed on the bed, making sure that his face was between my legs. I felt high as his body crawled over mine like a jungle cat on the prowl for unsuspecting prey.

As soon as he was close enough, his hands wrapped around my thighs, then he yanked me forward until I could feel his breath on my clit, and I was beginning to wonder if I was going to survive this. Avgust was out to ruin me, and with the way that I still felt about him, it wasn't going to take much.

When Avgust had asked me to stay away from him after our breakup, I'd thought that his request had been for him. However, I could see now how that it'd been for the both of us. Having him like this again, it was now clear that I never would have been able to walk away from him for good had he not insisted on that one stipulation.

"Fair warning, baby," he said as he got comfortable between my legs. "I might be down here for a while." The first swipe of his tongue had my elbows collapsing on the bed, my back arching. "It's been too long since I've eaten this sweet pussy."

Giving up the fight, I closed my eyes, finally surrendering to him for good.