Alexandr's Cherished Submissive (27 page)

“You say word, we stop what we are doing and talk. Will allow me to push your boundaries. Is word you would not normally use in sex so, if I hear, I know you are troubled.”

She considered her boundaries pretty wide, so she didn’t put up a fight. If he wanted to give her a safe word, that was fine. The very fact that they would need something like that made her nervous, but she wasn’t going to chicken out now

“Butter.”

He frowned. “Butter?”

“Yes.” Her breath hitched when he reached out and flicked her nipple—hard.

“On your back, Jessica. Feet on the edge of the bed with knees up, legs spread wide.”

She balked, unused to anyone being so direct with her during sex. Looking up at him, she did as he asked, glad the nightgown had slid between her legs and covered her sex. Although by the look on Alex’s face, that flimsy fabric wouldn’t be there for long.

He shed his pants, leaving himself clad only in a pair of tight, dark gray, boxer briefs with his erection plain to see. Arousal lit her nerves, making her nipples pucker up into painful points. He was so built, including his cock. There was something deliciously obscene about the way he filled out his underwear, the fact that his hard shaft stretched the fabric, outlining him perfectly. A damp spot darkened the fabric at the head of his cock, and her belly clenched with need.

He was big, so big. Yeah, she’d been with endowed men before, but Alex was thick. He was long enough that he went deep, but it was his girth that made her breath catch. She fisted the soft blue comforter beneath her at the memory of the burn as he stretched her.

Sunlight shown around the edges of the closed curtains, slices of illumination that graced his spectacular body. She loved the way his muscles moved, smooth shifts beneath his skin that drew her eye and had her yearning to touch him.

Instead of moving between her legs like she’d anticipated and hoped, he stretched out next to her. The bed creaked slightly as it absorbed his weight. There was an indulgent look in his eyes she’d glimpsed before, an incredible tenderness focused totally on her. He spread her hair over to the side, pausing for a moment to thread his fingers through the silky mass. Her nipples tightened until she was ready to lean up and rub her breasts on his chest. She was soaked and so ready for him.

“
Krasavitsa
,” he murmured. “Am lucky to have found you before you realized how beautiful you are.”

She sucked in her lower lip and tried to look away, but his hand on her chin made her face him. “Um...thanks.”

He smiled and rubbed his thumb over her lip, making her release a soft sigh. “You do not believe me, but you will. One day, you realize I am right. I will help you see your beauty.”

Licking at his thumb, she enjoyed the way his hips pushed against her, flexing the tight muscles of his belly. Pulling his thumb from her mouth, he ran it down her neck, over her chest, and almost to the peak of her breast. A shiver ran through her, and she marveled at how her body responded to everything he did. She was by no means a virgin, but she’d never felt the sexual intensity she experienced with Alex.

To her disappointment, he merely moved the top of her nightgown enough to expose her nipples, but didn’t do anything more than stare at them.

She started to reach for him, but he shook his head. “Hands at sides.”

Of course, her first instinct was to snark back. “You’re so bossy.”

He chuckled. “Someday I will spank you for that remark. Make you stand against wall wearing those incredibly sexy shoes that you had on and turn your delicate ass pink. I do not want to bruise you, so my touch will be highly controlled. And I guarantee you will come all over my cock while screaming my name. However, I will also take you over my knee at some point, maybe in front of a group of people, and spank you like filthy girl you are. So dirty, so kind, so sweet. It pleases me to know you will try some of my darker desires, that I get to warm your ass with my hand, watch it bounce with each hit. And your pussy will be dripping wet when I fuck you.”

“Oh.”

Her breath came out in a soft sigh not only from the mental image of Alex taking her over his knee for being naughty, but also because his free hand had reached her hips and was slowly exploring the skin of her inner thigh. She wiggled, squeezing her thighs and sending bursts of warmth from her sex to her lower belly. A soft moan escaped her when he tweaked her nipple hard enough to sting.

“Be still.”

It was impossible to keep her hands to herself with a nearly naked Alex stretched out next to her. When his calloused fingers slipped beneath her panties, they were so close to her clit that they barely grazed her, her hips twitched up, silently begging for his touch where she needed it most. Another brush, whisper soft over the hood of her swollen nub. His soft laughter made her grit her teeth.

“Alex, please.”

“I told you, be still.”

“But—”

Her words were cut off when he gave her a sharp slap right on her pussy, the pain stunning her before an equally strong wave of desire made her whimper with need.

“Be still.”

“What the hell?”

Before she could go off, he pinched her clit then began to rub his thumb ever so gently on the fully exposed tip. “Shhh, let me take care of you,
prinsessa moya
. I need to give you the sweet before the bitter.”

Her lips parted to question his odd word choice, but instead, a thick, heated moan rose from her. Alex had such skill in pleasuring a woman. A small part of her was irritated by how he’d gotten so good at it, but he was hers now—at least he said he was—and she wasn’t going to let the past ruin the moment. She was beginning to understand the term ‘living in the now’.

Alex rubbed his thumb on her almost too-sensitive nub with just the right amount of pressure and sent her body convulsing into an orgasm. The pleasure struck out of nowhere, and she arched violently, writhing as she begged him to fuck her. She didn’t care if it was his fingers, tongue, or cock, she needed to be filled.

“Take me.”

The words had scarcely left her lips before the tip of his shaft pressed into her, drawing out her climax. Her pussy gladly milked his cock, the orgasm extending while he slid gently in and out. His movements were languid, easing her down until she stopped twitching from overstimulation and relaxed around his dick. When her body finally unclenched, he hissed out a breath and pulled almost all the way out until only the bulbous tip stretched her entrance.

“You will make me embarrass myself with your strong pussy.”

She reached up and cupped his cheek, enjoying the way he nuzzled against her hand as he began to move a little faster, his gaze growing darker. “So tight that I can barely move in you, and when you release…” He shuddered atop her and leaned down to lick at her nipple. “I want to pierce these. And your clit.”

That thought cleared her mind enough for her to gasp out, “Pierce them?”

With a low growl, he pulled out only long enough to flip her over onto her belly before surging back into her wet, welcoming warmth. “Beautiful, delicate gold hoops. Would look so stunning and would increase your capacity for pleasure.”

Her body sure liked that idea because heat flashed through her, and her pussy contracted, earning her a groan. Turns out doing Kegel muscle exercises paid off. Guess that women’s magazine was onto something after all. Jessica did Kegel exercises because it improved the strength of her orgasms. The more tension, the greater the climax.

Giving Jessica an experimental squeeze, Alex froze then slapped her ass. “Relax.”

The heat of his smack only made her sex clasp him harder as an involuntary wave of tingling pleasure danced along her nerves. His hands felt huge as they rubbed her heated bottom. “You will bruise easily. I will take care how hard I hit you.”

She let out a soft moan as his cock hit a new angle inside of her. “Please don’t. Do to me whatever you want, I trust you to make it good for me.”

His jaw clenched, and his hips pushed forward until he was filling her, deep enough that it stung, burned, felt amazing. “I do not have to hit you to make it hurt.”

Rolling her hips, she moaned and moved her body so his cock rubbed her G-spot just right. That intense bolt of sensation made her toes curl, made her wanton. She didn’t want Alex controlled above her. She wanted him to fuck her, now. She began to rock back against him, squeezing tight when he was all the way in and relaxing on the slide out. It actually heightened her own pleasure as well to grip him internally. Made his already substantial cock feel huge.

Alex went perfectly still behind her, his muscular body surrounding hers as he whispered against her neck, “Do not move.”

Her clit actually twitched as she froze, undone by the command in his voice. Even now, in bed with his dick buried in her, he radiated an authority she secretly loved. People were wary of him, deferential, and he acted like it was his due. Except with her he was protective, possessive, and seemed to delight in her happiness.

She was falling—or maybe had already fallen—in love with him.

Her whole body clenched, and she yelped when he thrust in hard enough to bring back that internal sting, his dick stretching her while her pussy resisted the intrusion. “I said, do not move.”

She whimpered, drawn from her thoughts by the overwhelming sensation of his cock making her ache, the sweat on his skin scenting the air and mixing with the musk of sex. He was a total tactile experience, from the rough brush of the hair on his legs against hers to the magnificent body built for fighting. She blindly reached out and clasped his hand, holding it tight.

“I’ll try,” she whispered.

He went down on one elbow, still filling her, and moved her hair over to the side so he could kiss and nibble her neck. His voice was thick and raspy as he growled, “There are some things you should know about me, Jessica. Some kinks that I have that may be new to you. Understand that even if you do not want to do something, it does not mean I do not want you or I will be disappointed. Only means is off the table for us.”

Confused by the arousal still coursing through her, thanks to his gently rocking hips, and the need to pay attention, she gently shoved against him so she could roll over onto her back. As soon as she did, he moved back between her legs. They both gasped as he filled her once again.

Giving her a challenging look, he said, “I like other men and women to watch me fuck you. To see the beauty that is mine. To covet you. Seeing you come is a sight to behold, skin flushed, lips swollen, and your nipples begging for my lips.”

The mental image was so instant, so hot, that she couldn’t help her body’s reaction. When her pussy spasmed, he chuckled then nipped at her skin, earning another squeeze. “I would also like to watch a woman touch you, taste you. Watch you come in her mouth while I play with your perfect tits.”

Her breath caught at how downright naughty that was, and her hips pressed up into him. The thought of being with a woman while he watched was a little intimidating, and a lot hot. Her imagination conjured images of some pretty blonde woman licking between her legs while Alex fucked her mouth.

“Mmm,
prinsessa moya
, you never fail to please me. I also want to watch a man touch you, taste you, make you climax.” She shivered beneath him, being seduced by his dark talk as his movements began to speed up, drawing her mind back to her body. “Maybe I watch him fuck you.”

Her heart skipped a beat at that one, unsure if she liked the idea or not. It felt too close to cheating and she would never do that. Ever.

“Not yet,” Alex mused, “but the desire is there.”

Before she could protest, he reached between them, his fingers stroking her mound just above her pulsing clit, their harsh breathing breaking the quiet of their bedroom, along with the occasional car horn from outside. While they lounged in bed, the world outside their room continued on, and she found the idea of spending the rest of the afternoon making love with Alex was exactly what she wanted. Her heart lurched as she stared up into his eyes, her fingertips grazing his face as he rocked slowly in and out of her. His body covered hers without crushing her. He easily held himself above her on strong arms, the muscles bulging enticingly while he made love to her. She gave him a small smile, and his breath came out in a low rush, an almost pained sound. Then she kissed him, the gentle strokes of her lips meant to soothe his pain.

“Perfect,” he whispered. She laid back down, her hands still wrapped around his muscular neck. “I am lucky man.”

Her reply was lost when he did a twisting thing with his hips that hit her deep inside, just right. A sharp burst of delicious sensation exploded from her belly out, and she cupped her breasts, rolling her thumbs over her nipples. He groaned, and she opened her eyes, watching him while she toyed with her breasts.

“I will tie you up, flog you, fuck you, and make you orgasm so many times you pass out. Then I will fuck you some more, in front of room full of people, your submission to me on display for them, the warmth of your passion warming their bodies even though they can only look, not touch without my permission. I will clamp your nipples then your clit, special made jewelry for your pretty cunt. I cannot decide if I want to put gold or platinum on you.” He traced his fingertips lightly over her chest. “Maybe pearls.”

Her body was too busy chasing her orgasm to filter her thoughts as she whispered, “Clamps? Won’t that hurt?”

“Yes.” His grin was anything but reassuring, more sinister promise than anything else. “But I will make it so good for you.”

Their gazes met, and she forgot how to breathe, too caught up in Alex’s passion, his desperate need for her, and in the way he stared at her like he could never get enough of looking at her. It was all there in his eyes, plain as day, and she knew he loved her…maybe as much as she loved him. She wrapped her legs around his waist and cupped his face in her hands, trying to touch as much of him as she could.

The corner of his lips twitched in a smile before he leaned down and kissed the sweet spot behind her ear. “Perfect for me, Jessica,” he whispered. “This feeling I have for you, it consumes me. You are everything to me.
Lyublyu tebya vsem sertsem, vsey dushyu
.”