YURI (Her Russian Protector #3) (15 page)

Already my nipples had formed dark, tight peaks. He palmed my breast and brushed his thumb over my sensitive flesh. "God, you're so beautiful, Yelena. Such silky, warm skin…"

I gasped and fell back to the bed as he suckled my nipple. He eased the sharp arcs of delight caused by his suckling mouth with slow drags of his velvety tongue around my puckered flesh. I ran my fingers through his hair and lightly scratched my nails against his scalp. "Yuri."

He kissed his way down my belly and nipped playfully at my belly button. Grasping my dress, he dragged it down my hips. I answered his silent plea and lifted my bottom. With a couple of pulls, my dress and panties were whisked away and tossed to the floor. I felt a little silly for choosing my sexiest pair of undies when Yuri hadn't even paid them notice.

When he stood and started to undress, I pushed up onto my knees and crawled to the edge of the bed. I shoved his hands out of the way and flicked through the buttons lining his shirt. He toed out of his shoes and yanked off his socks before unzipping his jeans. I licked my lips as he stepped out of his jeans and boxers. That thick cock jutted forth so proudly.

He shrugged out of his shirt and let me run my greedy little hands all over his sexy chest. I couldn't get enough of his ripped physique. "You're so damn fine."

He laughed and kissed me, sliding his arms around me and taking me down to the mattress again. "No need for the compliments, Kitten. I'm already out of my pants."

I giggled at his lighthearted remark and then moaned with need as his wicked mouth found that spot on the side of my neck that made my toes curl and my tummy clench. He caressed my naked body with such reverence. His big hands teased and squeezed and stroked until I was so hot I felt sure that any moment I would spontaneously combust.

Only then did he slowly, teasingly, walk his fingers down my belly. Our gazes held as he cupped my bare mound. He nuzzled our noses together and nipped at my lower lip. "Spread your legs for me."

I inhaled a shaky breath but complied with his order. He brushed his fingers up and down the seam of my pussy. I ached so badly down there. My clit throbbed mercilessly. I could feel the evidence of my arousal seeping from my core.

Even so desperately aroused, I was clearheaded enough to think about consequences. Benny and Dimitri's impending parenthood was proof enough of what happened when a couple got caught up in the heat of the moment. For those two lovebirds, the unexpected surprise of a baby was a welcome one but for me? I wasn't ready for that responsibility.

I touched Yuri's jaw. "I'm on the pill but I won't have sex without a condom. Do you have protection?"

He kissed me long and hard and deep. "I would never put you at risk. I've got it covered."

"Thank you."

With the necessities out of the way, I closed my eyes and enjoyed the erotic caress of Yuri's hand between my thighs. He kissed my neck and cheek before sliding down a little lower in the bed so he could use his mouth to sensually torment my breasts. While he traced my nipples with his tongue, he parted the tender folds of my pussy and explored me with his fingers.

Head thrown back, I tried to calm my racing heart but it was impossible. Yuri's talented fingers discovered my pulsing clitoris. Every tug of his lips around my nipple was punctuated by the gentle pressure of his finger swirling over the throbbing pink pearl. I curled my hands into the fluffy white comforter and tightly gripped the fabric. His fingertip alternated between those lazy circles and a side-to-side motion until I was panting and pleading.

"Please, Yuri." I arched off the bed and into the heat of him. "Please."

"Soon," he whispered and abandoned his sensual torment of my nipples. Ruddy and swollen, they throbbed without his soothing tongue. I cupped my breast, supporting the weight of my aching flesh, but it wasn't the same as having Yuri's strong, masterful hands on me.

He zigzagged down my body, peppering ticklish kisses along my ultra-sensitive skin. I knew exactly where he was headed and dragged short, almost panicked breaths into my lungs. Sliding off the bed, he knelt at the edge and grasped my waist. Showing his impressive strength, Yuri pulled me toward him and used those big hands of his to spread my thighs wide open.

I trembled violently inside as he gazed at my pussy. He murmured something in Russian, his voice so incredibly husky, and then dipped his tongue between my dusky lips. I cried out and clawed at the bedding. The wild sensation threatened to make me scream so I stifled my moan with a hand pressed tightly to my mouth.

Yuri's head popped up at the stifled sound. He clasped my arm and tugged my hand away from my mouth. "Don't you dare hold back with me. I want to hear it all." He nuzzled his face against my hot pussy. I could hear the grin in his voice as he added, "Stroke my ego."

When he lapped at my exposed clit, I decided to do exactly as ordered and let loose a loud groan. Yuri pushed my labia apart with his fingers and coaxed my clit from beneath it protective hood. His skilled tongue fluttered over the little nub. My hips started to move as the wild urgings took hold.

I wanted to come so badly. Submitting myself totally to Yuri, I closed my eyes and concentrated on the feel of his tongue gliding over me. I reached down and threaded my fingers through his thick hair. His free hand moved across mine. The intimacy of the moment hit me hard.

Yuri hummed against my clit. The delicious vibrations rattled through me. The hand that had been clutching mine drifted away. Two fingers speared me and I gasped at the wonderful intrusion. He worked them in and out of my soaking channel at a leisurely pace, awakening all the nerve-endings in their path.

Overcome with ecstasy, I writhed atop his bed as his tongue found the perfect rhythm. He drove me crazy with his talented mouth and those thrusting fingers. Rocking my hips, I climbed the heights of ecstasy. My tummy fluttered and clenched. "Yuri. Oh.
Yuri
!"

I shouted his name as the rapturous waves of my climax tore through me. He groaned with excitement and forced my thighs even wider apart with his broad shoulders. Totally exposed and open to him, I had no choice but to surrender completely to the wicked ministrations of his mouth. He feverishly flicked my clit until I screamed a second time.

Head throbbing and body pulsing with the sheer delight of two incredibly powerful orgasms, I sagged against the bed. It wasn't until I heard the sound of a bedside drawer opening and closing that I also became aware of the pitiful, high-pitched whine Sasha made on the other side of the door.

"Ignore it," Yuri said as he tossed a strip of condoms onto the bed and climbed on top of me. "He isn't used to the sounds of lovemaking." With a mischievous grin, he kissed me. "I'm sure by the end of the week he'll have acclimated to the sound of you shrieking with pleasure."

My cheeks grew hot. "Sorry."

"Kitten, don't you dare apologize for that." He grabbed my hand and dragged it down between our bodies. "Feel how hard you've made me."

I gulped as I clasped his stiff erection. Hard was an understatement. I stroked my hand down the rigid length of him. His eyelids drifted together and his jaw clenched as I teased him with my hand. Wanting to show him the same pleasure he'd just given me, I asked, "Do you want me to suck you?"

His eyes flashed open. He traced my lower lip with his thumb. "I can't even tell you how many nights I've fantasized about you kneeling at my feet and taking my cock between these silky, pouty lips."

His heady admission made my tummy wobble. The idea that Yuri had been fantasizing about me in the same way I'd been dreaming about him made it all so much hotter. I nipped at his thumb. "Show me how you want me."

Yuri rolled off me and stood next to the bed. He pointed to the spot in front of him. "Kneel there."

I scampered off the bed like an overeager puppy and knelt at his feet. I'd never really been enthusiastic about giving a blowjob—it was simply part of the quid pro quo of relationships—but I couldn't wait to get my mouth on Yuri.

"Hands behind your back," he said in a voice tight with desire.

Apprehensive, I glanced up at him. He must have read the worry on my face. He cupped my cheek. "I wouldn't dare do that to you."

Reassured that he wasn't going to make this into something ugly, I clasped my hands behind my back. I noticed the way my new position thrust my breasts forward. Yuri gazed down at me with such appreciation. He swept his palms down my neck and across my breasts before taking his cock in hand and rubbing it from the tip to the base.

When I opened my mouth without being asked, he smiled down at me. Stepping forward, he brushed the head of his dick against my lips. I flicked my tongue out and swiped at him. I heard air hissing between his teeth as I sucked him gently, just the tip of him, and swirled my tongue along the sensitive underside of his cock.

He groaned and sifted his long fingers through my hair. Gathering a handful in one hand, he started to slowly pump his hips. I gazed up at him and was shocked to see such utter adoration etched into his face.

Relishing the way he looked at me, I bobbed up and down on his shaft. I painted his skin with my tongue and sucked him deeper and harder. The subtle rock of his hips pushed his cock against my tongue. Humming around him, I took more of him into my mouth.

He grazed his fingertips along my jaw. "Do you want me inside you now?"

I let his hard cock slip free from my mouth. "Yes."

"I can't promise that I will be gentle. I'm on the edge, Lena."

I sucked him into my mouth again and held his gaze as I took him long and slow and deep. When I released him, he shuddered. Nestling my cheek to his thigh, I whispered, "I don't need gentle tonight. I just need you."

He reached for my hand and helped me stand. With his fingers still tangled in my hair, Yuri claimed my lips in a possessive kiss. I could feel his trapped cock throbbing against my belly as he plundered my mouth. When he guided me down to the bed, I went willingly.

He knelt on the edge of the mattress and ripped open a condom packet. After he sheathed himself, Yuri moved between my open thighs. Planting his hands on either side of my head, he dipped down to kiss me. I wiggled my bottom until our bodies were perfectly aligned. With one rough thrust, Yuri entered me.

"Ah!" Head tipped back, I bared my neck to him as he rocked in and out of my slick channel. I was so damn wet and excited that it eased the sudden thrust of his huge cock. He took advantage of my bared neck and gave me a love bite that drew a yelp from my lips. My pussy clenched around his massive shaft. The tight squeeze amplified everything I felt down there.

Sweeping the hair from my eyes, Yuri captured my gaze. No man had ever looked at me like that. His ravenous gaze seared my skin. He cupped my face as he drove into me. The intimacy of our coupling was raw and powerful. It occurred to me that until this moment I'd only been
fucked
.

But this?
This
was lovemaking.

And it was splendorous.

I gripped his shoulders and wrapped my legs around his waist. Yuri's powerful strokes hit all the right spots. I shivered beneath him. When he shifted the angle of his penetration, I saw the proverbial stars. My nails dug into his tanned skin and I cried out as the first euphoric waves hit me.

"Come with me," he urged and kissed my neck. "I want to feel your tight pussy milking me."

I loved the way he spoke such dirty words with that sinfully sexy mouth. Yuri's pace quickened. Snapping his hips, he slammed his cock deeper and faster. When he reached between us to rub my clit, I gasped. "Yuri!"

"Come, Yelena." His lips touched mine. "Come with me."

And I did. There was nothing I could deny this man. I came so hard I saw spots dancing before my eyes. The blissful bursts started in my core and spread through my belly and up into my chest. I cried out his name again and again, no longer caring who heard me or how my loud shrieks ricocheted off the walls and ceiling.

Yuri hammered into me one last time. His forehead touched mine as he shuddered violently. I could feel his cock, thicker and even harder, throbbing inside me as he climaxed. My name left his lips on a pleasured sigh.

As we clung together and shared tender kisses, poor Sasha lost his doggy mind outside in the hallway. His outrageously loud barks rattled the walls. When he started to scratch and throw his weighty body against the door, Yuri grunted with annoyance and reluctantly pulled away from me. He pecked my cheek and gestured to the door. "I'm sorry."

Laughing, I shook my head and smiled. "It's fine. He doesn't understand."

Yuri grumbled something in Russian as he stood. I expected him to head for the door but he made his way toward the master bathroom. By now, Sasha made such a terrible ruckus I worried the bodyguards would come to investigate. "Do you want me to let him in, Yuri?"

He paused at the entrance of his bathroom and glanced back at me. "No. He needs to learn our routine."

"But the door—"

"Can be replaced," he said matter-of-factly and disappeared into the bathroom.

Sitting up against the mound of fluffy pillows, I slipped under the covers and tugged them over my lap. The way Yuri spoke of Sasha learning our routine convinced me that he was in this relationship for the long-haul. I wasn't simply a diversion to him.