42. Anastasia

FORTY-TWO

Anastasia

V itali is getting payback in the most excruciating and brutal way possible. He taps his finger on the tip of my nose as he moves out of reach and the airy voice is pissing me off.

“Not yet, my little slut, or I’ll shove my dick down your throat and make you sleep with it there.”

Five times he’s worked me up to the edge and then pulled away. Five fucking times. His dick is on my side, fighting to be freed from his boxers, but the impulsive asshole has suddenly learnt what control is and refuses to give in to either of us.

I push both of my hands against his stupid face and shuffle away from him. I don’t give a fuck that I’m naked and there’s a mess between my thighs. His face has been up close and personal with it multiple times during his torture session. The sadistic fuck. When the bed dips behind me, I run and escape his sick hands. Sick and twisted but perfect and horrible by not letting me climax. I’m not running away from him and act like this is all normal as I stop in front of my side in his closet.

I can feel him getting closer, heat engulfing my back until he stretches his arms around me and takes out the pink toy that smacked him in the face. Sweet relief courses through me when I push my ass against him. A shiver works up my spine as he lifts my hair off my neck and leans over me and pushes me forward so my elbows are resting on top of the vanity. Nerves mix with my lust as he grinds into my ass. It’s stupid, I’m not nervous about sex. It’s all I’ve been good for, but I can’t experience that gut-wrenching confusion from the hospital again.

He pauses his hands and leans further into me, kissing my neck and his soft whisper touches my skin to ask, “Want me to wrap up, sweetness?”

I’m on birth control and I know he hasn’t touched anyone else, but the extra confirmation helps to chase away my nerves. I nod my head as my throat constricts but he kisses my cheek and there’s no anger at me suddenly taking extra precautions. He turns gentler and hugs me while peppering his lips over any skin he can reach.

His lips move down my spine, and he kisses each of my ass cheeks as he widens my legs. A flush works up my body at being exposed, it’s quickly replaced with me not caring when air blows across my clit with his order. “Turn your pretty face and watch me kneel for the only person worthy.”

I’m moving too slowly for the impatient idiot, and he slaps my ass hard enough to leave his handprint behind.There are no teasing strokes but he can’t help himself and winks at me through the full-length mirror. I’m moaning more at the sight of Vitali pulling his dick free unable to stop himself than his tongue moving through my slit.

I need to wreck him like he’s done to me.

He slaps my ass and hooks his arms around my thighs to stop me moving away as I lean forward. The movement has me instinctively grabbing out for purchase and I smile when the small bullet vibrator touches my fingers.

Reaching behind me, I grab his hair to get him away and my voice comes out too excited.

“Stand up, luchik, my turn.”

I drop to my knees as he slowly stands with his brows together. Pulling his boxers down with need, I keep the vibrator hidden in my palm and fist him with my free hand. It’s like a magic trick, keeping his eyes focused somewhere other than what I want.

His pupils swallow all the blue in his eyes as I flick my tongue against the tip of his dick. A groan vibrates through his chest when I take him into my mouth fully. When his lips open to hear the sound of his own voice, I position the vibrator against his taint and start it on a low, pulsing setting. Pre-cum floods my mouth and he grips my head with both hands. Fucking prick, it’s my turn for payback and I move it further back, tracing a ring around his sensitive nerves. I don’t push it in, the pressure is just enough to have him pulsing and turning nonsensical.

“Fffuccck,” he moans, and it turns into a whimper as I lightly suck on the tip of his dick, making sure to press my tongue to his slit.

He fights the urge to thrust his hips when I can see his abs flexing and thighs tensing. So, I make random patterns on his inner thighs and smile around him. It’s not filled with anything other than twisted satisfaction after his torture. I don’t look away from his eyes as I push my head further forward, so he’s buried in my throat and move the vibrator to the seam of his balls. Marking a path between his ass and balls, I slowly increase the speed and he’s as ruined as me.

“Going to come, fuck. Malysh.”

I give him five more seconds before I turn it off and pull my head back with my full body weight.I’m smug as fuck as I wipe the corners of my mouth before raising to my full height. My smile stretches from ear to ear, and I pat his cheek sweetly as I say, “Four more then we’re even.”

Leaving Vitali dumbstruck deserves a reward, preferably his tongue writing praise between my thighs. My arrogance only lasts three steps as the puppy tackles me, and my cheek is caught by his palm. It doesn’t stop the air being knocked out of me or the burn against my knees as we tumble to the floor, but his warm hand is protecting my face and minimizing any actual hurt.

He presses his weight into me, so I’m folded beneath him and twists my arms behind my back. It’s the most freeing restraint I’ve ever experienced. A crinkling noise disturbs my lust as he holds me down with one hand and pushes his knees between mine. The unmistakable wrapper of a condom is positioned at my teeth, and I look back to see his wide smile that doesn’t match the dominant behavior.

“Help me out, sweetness.”

His eyes soften as I tear it with my teeth and he playfully whispers, “See, we’re perfect together.”

I can’t lie and say we’re not when we balance each other: he’s too impulsive and I’m too caught up in my head, together we make a functioning person who can navigate life.

He squeezes my arms with his rough order. “Don’t move.”

As soon as his hand leaves them and he’s distracted with wrapping his dick, I quickly push forward. I don’t make it to my feet as he flattens over me, and I’m jolted forward without any warning as he pushes inside me.

My voice comes out low and muffled as I breathe through the burn.

“Fuck, have you got bigger?!”

It’s a rhetorical question while I wait for him to move but it strokes his ego and I’m sure it shows in his dick.I’m usually too worked up with pent-up need to feel any discomfort, but the small break between his torture and now has me fully in my body. He slaps his palm off my ass cheek as he grits, “You can take me.”

He massages the sting away before wrapping my hair around his fist and holding my wrists together at my back. The position is perfect for me to feel everything and give him control of me.

“You were fucking made for me after all.”

Raising up on his knees, he pulls out slowly until just the tip is left in. Our knees are going to be fucked, less than we are but still fucked as he slams into me.

“Fuck! Tali, I need to come.”

I push my ass back at the same time as my beg and he pauses, taking a controlled breath.

“Your tight cunt is squeezing me.” The frustration has me smiling and I circle my hips while clenching my inner muscles. It has a growled warning leaving his lips and his hold tightens. “Stas.”

My back bows as he drags me up until I’m resting against his chest. He swaps my wrists for my neck, so he has full control of my head and bites my shoulder. He’s even deeper in this position and I hold his thighs, taking control of the movements. I don’t apply any pressure to his injured knee and spell my name with my hips. Wrapping my arm around Vitali’s neck, I turn and blindly find his lips as he lets go of my hair and works his hand between my thighs.

A kiss shouldn’t overshadow his dick inside me. But it’s more intimate, comforting and loving as he holds me possessively and meets my grinding with short hard thrusts.

“Tell me you’re mine, sweetness, I need you.”

I nod against him, and he slaps his fingers against my clit lightly and rests his forehead on mine. There’s so much depth in his eyes it threatens to pull me under and the low whisper leaving him is felt more than heard.

“My woman.”

It’s slow and sensual, eye contact filled with thoughts we’re not speaking.He kisses my chest, directly over my heart, before flicking my nipple with his tongue and sucking it between his teeth. Flattening his palm on my stomach, he extends his finger, making dizzying patterns against my clit.

“Come for me, then I’m fucking you in our bed.”

I grip his hair tighter, and he copies me as his fingers flex around my neck. My mouth opens on a silent scream, and he bites my bottom lip, extending it. Soothing the sting with his tongue, he lifts higher on his knees to fuck me harder.

“That’s my fucking girl.”

He wraps one arm around my waist to drag me down, meeting his thrusts as my head rolls to his shoulder and he bites into my neck. His teeth work down to my chest, leaving his marks all over me as I dig my nails into his thighs to hold on.

My fingers tingle from the force of gripping his hair as I pull him back to meet my mouth. It’s not a kiss, we’re pushing more of ourselves into each other, and my mouth opens on a silent scream as he does what he always does. Methodically take me to new highs while promising me more.

Vitali breathes out hardened awe as I dig my nails into his scalp.

“My girl.” Thrust. “My woman.” He grinds into me. “My everything.”

It’s the softest, most intense climax of my life. My thighs quiver as he presses his lips to my chin and massages across my waist, waiting for me to move. I can’t. I don’t want to. In his arms there’s nothing but us and we can be. When he can see my contentment at never moving from the hard floor, he picks me up and raises to his full height. There’s no dragging movements with the new rehab treatment he’s started and I’m sure he’s whispering the same three things to himself.

He gently lays me in the middle of the bed before settling between my thighs. His movements are slower, meaning fueling them as though he’s afraid to miss a second. He pushes into me torturously slow and threads our fingers together as he rests his forehead on mine. The softest voice leaves him on an equally emotional smile. “Me and you, sweetness.” It chokes me and the self-doubt comes back.

It quietens when he kisses me. Like always.

But he continues wrecking me as he slowly fucks me, breathing his claims into my mouth around my moans.

“You’re mine.” He speeds up slightly and angles his hips, so I see stars. “Only ever mine.” He pushes deep inside me until our hips are melded together and demands, “Say it.” My back arches as he adds, “Say who you belong to.”

My fingers tighten around his to a point that must be painful, but he remains above me. His eyes hardening and boring into mine as I choke out, “Tali, move. Please.”

He gives me more of his weight and my legs wrap around him, my ankles locking at his ass while he grits, “Say you’re mine.”

I can’t lie and push my head up to give him my admission.

“I’m yours.”

He fucks me harder than he ever has before as he bites my lips and the headboard slams against the wall. My crown brushes the soft material, and he drops my hand to pull the pillow out from under me and pushes it into the gap before he wraps his arm under my waist, lifting my hips higher and attacks my neck.

I hug him with one arm and stroke down his back as everything ignites. I break apart in his arms and he keeps me contained as he grinds into me and kisses below my ear. His tongue pokes out, making patterns on my skin and he slowly lowers me to lay flat on the bed. I know he hates cumming in a condom and weakly push against his hip. He slowly pulls out and I remove the condom as I open my mouth, waiting for him to move when I don’t have the energy.

Vitali kisses a path up my body then straddles my chest as he gently cups the back of my head and places two pillows beneath me to make it easier for me. He strokes himself from base to tip and cups my cheek as he slowly rests the tip of his dick against my bottom lip, and I don’t look away from his eyes as I close my lips around him. His thrusts are slow, and he strokes my cheek with his thumb as he fucks my face. I interlock our fingers around his length, and he groans seeing his ring. It’s not purely carnal, or the usual expectation but it can only be described as making love and he stretches back, stroking his finger through my slit and circling my sensitive clit as he holds his release back until we both come at the same time.