“I made ice cream with snow. I collected it and put it in the freezer,” she exclaimed, looking up at her father with wide eyes for approval.
“Yummy. I bet it’ll taste just like winter,” he said and then lifted Cora up in his arms, and she giggled.
“We can save it for summer, and then we can take it out of the freezer and eat some snow when we want!” she exclaimed, and Ivan threw his head back and laughed, delighted at his daughter’s latest idea. I realized that I was laughing too, I was happy being in their presence. Cora was a blessing, and I could see why Ivan wanted to do all this for her.
“I can’t wait for summer now, but Cora, you should be in bed honey,” Ivan said and placed her gently back down on the floor again. Cora scrunched up her nose and shook her head, rushing towards me.
When she clung to my legs, I felt a tug in my heart. I was glad that she liked me. For some reason, I wanted her to like me even more than she already did.
“I can’t sleep. Maybe you can read me a bedtime story?” she said, looking up at me with her large blue puppy-dog eyes.
“Of course I will,” I said, stroking her hair and looked up at Ivan who had a shocked expression on his face. It was like he was in disbelief that his daughter liked someone else, other than just him.
“If your daddy approves,” I added, and he nodded his head vigorously.
“Yes, sure, but you have to be good. Run upstairs now. Siena will be up in a few minutes,” Ivan said, and Cora jumped with joy, before running out of the room.
I was still smiling, watching her go when Ivan stepped up to me.
“Please tell me if this is too much, Siena. I know Cora can be demanding,” he said, and I shook my head.
“It’s not too much. I want to read her a story, she’s lovely,” I said, and I noticed how soft Ivan’s voice had gotten. He ran a hand through his hair and let out a deep sigh.
“She’s never really had a mother. Anna was never present in her life, even when we still lived in Switzerland. I’ve noticed her recently looking for some female attention,” he said, and I smiled at him.
“It’s understandable, and you don’t have to worry. It’s just a bedtime story,” I said and then I left the room, following Cora’s path up the stairs. I knew that Ivan was watching me the whole time, but he didn’t follow me upstairs. As I climbed up in silence, I could hear my own heart thudding maniacally in my chest.
* * *
Ivan was waiting for me at the bottom of the steps when I came out of Cora’s room. He had his hands stuck inside the pockets of his pants and the closer I got to him, the more quickly I melted.
He was watching me. His eyes flitting over my body. His gaze resting for a moment on my breasts and my belly and down my legs. It was like he was studying me, and undressing me with his eyes. I liked being watched by him. I had waited all my life to be seen like this by him. I could feel the back of my neck grow hot with desire.
When I reached the last step of the stairs, I stopped, our faces were at level with each other’s now.
“She’s fast asleep,” I said, in a low whisper, almost like I was afraid that Cora was going to hear us.
“Thank you,” Ivan said, searching my eyes.
“Should I show you where the guest room is?” he asked and I shook my head.
“May showed it to me just now,” I told him, and Ivan continued to stare at me. I wished I could ask him everything that had bubbled inside me all these years. I wished we could go back to high school and I could do things differently. For instance, if I were to go back, I would gather the courage to actually speak to him, and I would actually have the nerve to look at him directly in the eye.
“Why did you ask me to prom?” I blurted out before I could stop myself. The sound of the music from the gramophone in the living room was like a soft lullaby in the background. Ivan’s forehead creased before he took in a deep breath. I got a whiff of his rich masculine cologne and wondered if I would remember that scent forever. I probably would.
“Because I wanted to. There was no other girl in that school I would have rather gone to prom with,” he said, in a voice that was firm and confident.
I could feel the color draining from my cheeks. That was not the response I had expected from him. I thought he was going to say that it was a joke, that he was trying to make some girl jealous, maybe even, that he had felt sorry for me. Why else wouldn’t he have kissed me? Why would he have left it at a peck on my forehead? He could see that I was confused, that I didn’t believe him.
“I know this sounds silly now, but I had a crush on you. I just kept away from you because I didn’t think you would ever go out with me. I didn’t even expect you to agree to go to prom with me,” Ivan continued and let out a small casual laugh. How had he not expected me to say yes? Was there any girl in that school who would have been stupid enough to reject him? Was he kidding himself?
“It just came as a surprise to me,” I blurted out again, and Ivan nodded his head.
“I don’t blame you. We had barely ever spoken before that. I didn’t know you at all, the way I know you now, in just the span of a few hours,” he said, and his eyes traveled all over my face. No doubt he could see the way I was blushing. My cheeks were as red as a firetruck. Our bodies were inches away now, and I was so close to just melting into his arms. I had wanted him so desperately all my life.
“And you asked me on a date, the night before you were leaving for Switzerland?” I said, and Ivan nodded his head and pursed his lips apologetically.
“I shouldn’t have. I made things worse. I was a foolish teenager, and I thought that I wouldn’t be able to leave without asking you out, at least spending one evening with you,” he said, and I felt my mouth run dry as I stared at him.
My gaze drifted to his perfectly bow-shaped thin lips. I found myself drawn into his face and I noticed how strong his chin was, and how defined his jaw was.
“And Siena, even if you don’t know this already, it was a lovely evening. I was glad that I asked you out, even if it was my last day in town,” he continued and leaned towards me just an inch. I wondered if I imagined it, but now it felt like I was even closer to him.
“And I should have kissed you when I had the chance,” he added, and my mouth fell open. He was talking about kissing me, the kiss I had thought about all these years. I had never stopped wondering how my life might have changed if Ivan had just kissed me that night.
I was still thinking about what he had said when he leaned towards me. In a flash, before I had a chance to react or gather myself, he had brought his lips to mine. Our mouths grazed, and I heard myself gasp, just as he pressed himself to me.
Our lips were fused together, and Ivan’s hand reached for my waist, pulling me closer to him. I could hear myself panting as he kissed me harder. His tongue pushed through my lips and entered my mouth, exploring me. Time stood still. He moved his face away from mine slightly and took a moment to look into my eyes. The feeling was so intense that I couldn't even handle it.
Instinctively, my arms reached up, and I wrapped them around Ivan’s neck, and now I was standing on tiptoes as I kissed him back. I was pressing into him, and he leaned backward, lifting me up by inches off the floor.
Our tongues collided, our lips slid over each other’s, and I felt like I was being transported, through space and time, to nearly twelve years ago when I was just a kid with a massive crush on the hottest guy in school. Now that guy was kissing me, and we weren’t kids anymore.
Chapter 10
Ivan
I lifted her up in my arms, while our lips remained pressed together. The kiss I had been waiting for since I was a teenager was finally happening, and I wanted more than that now. Siena had wrapped her arms around my neck, and as I took the first step up, she pulled her mouth away from me.
This is the kiss I had been waiting for for years. There was a fire burning in her gaze as I climbed up the stairs. She hadn’t said a word, and I continued on my way. Ha
ving her in my arms was explosive. I could feel my cock throbbing in my pants, growing hot and hard for her. I wanted to take her right there, on the stairs. I wanted to rip her sweater right down the middle and see her breasts spill out of their confines, but I couldn’t. Cora was home, so was May and my father, I needed to do this is in the privacy of a room.
Neither of us spoke, and she barely moved as I carried her into the guest room. I kicked the door open, and she gasped, tightening her hold around my neck, and then I kicked the door shut behind me and kissed her again.
Siena welcomed my mouth in, parting her lips so that I could slip my tongue into her, exploring every corner. My tongue wanted to taste more of her, just her mouth wasn’t going to suffice. I carried her to the edge of the bed and then I dropped her. She fell on her back on the bed, her body bouncing on the mattress and I wasn’t going to give her a chance to change her mind.
I stepped away from her, just for a moment to look down at her body. Our eyes met, and she parted her lips, and I pounced on her again. My hands worked feverishly to undo the buttons of her jeans, and I slid them down to her ankles. Her legs were shapely and long. I ran my hands over her skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps along the way.
Siena moaned and moved her hips, just as my fingers found the smooth silk of her black thong. It barely covered anything. I had to shift the material just a little bit, and I was greeted with the magical soft folds of her pussy. Siena moaned again, moving her hips in a circular motion.
I wanted to do so much more to that pussy, but instead, I focused on getting her completely naked. My hands traveled up, dragging her sweater up along with me. She was wearing nothing but a matching black silk bra underneath it. I pulled it up and tossed it on to the carpeted floor.
Her breasts were still hidden by the bra, but it wasn’t going to be for long. I wanted her nipples in my mouth. Gently, I pulled down the straps of her bra and just as gently, her breasts spilled out. My breath choked in my throat. I had fantasized about Siena’s naked body for so long, but she was even more beautiful than in my dreams about her.
In front of me were her two perfectly juicy breasts, with rose-colored sensitive nipples. I caressed them, and she lifted up her hips. I pinched her left nipple, and she bit down on her lip and moaned again.
“Ivan, I want to see you naked,” she murmured as I squeezed both her breasts. They fit so perfectly in the palms of my hands.
“Your wish is my command,” I grunted, overcome with the need to thrust my cock into her, no foreplay, just sweet release. I straightened myself up, working quickly to take off my pants and shirt. Siena had lifted herself up on the bed, supporting her body with her folded elbows.
She was watching me, her eyes were glowing as my clothes came off, one article at a time. Her mouth hung open, as she followed the shape of my body, the ridges of my abs, the muscles of my thighs. She looked like a girl who was fascinated, and she wasn’t shy of demonstrating that fascination. Her eyes grew wide, and as my boxers came off. She focused on the rock-hard growing cock that hung between my legs.
I knew I was bigger than average, that was what all the women I slept with insisted on, but Siena looked like she was actually in awe. A smile creased my face. I wanted to be inside her, I wanted to show her what it felt like to have my cock reach deep within her.
We were both completely naked now, staring at each other. I watched as her breasts rose and fell gently. We were both out of words. She had pressed her thighs together, hiding that delicious pussy from me, but I stepped forward, grabbing the sides of her legs and gently prying them open.
Siena made herself fall back on the bed again, and I stretched myself over her, wedging myself between her legs. I kissed her between her breasts, then up in a trail to the bottom of her neck. Then I moved up her neck, till I was nibbling on her right earlobe.
She moved her body, thrusting her hips towards me so that now my cock was grazing the entrance of her hot sticky folds.
“Please…Ivan,” she begged, in a deep mumble and I knew what she wanted. I wanted to give it to her right then too, but not before I had tasted the rest of her.
I lowered my face down to her breasts, and then just as I protruded my tongue towards her left nipple; I also moved my fingers down her belly to that hot triangle between her thighs. I started sucking on her nipple at the same time as my fingers began stroking her pussy.
Chapter 11
Siena
Ivan’s mouth was on my nipple, and his fingers were sliding up and down the slit of my wet pussy. I knew I was dripping with juices and his fingers slipped in them, as his thumb sought out my clit.
I was in a daze. Nothing else other than having his mouth on my body mattered. His tongue lapped on my nipple, his mouth closed on it, and he sucked. I tried to make my hips meet his, but he was keeping me pinned down on the bed.
I had never seen him naked before, but I’d imagined it, and he was even hotter in real life. His body was ripped and muscular. He was strong and ferocious as he fondled me, setting my body on fire. I’d noticed the girth and length of that cock too. He was big, and my pussy throbbed with the desire to have it inside me.
I moaned, keeping my eyes pressed tightly shut and weaving my fingers through his thick dark hair. His face was pinned to my breasts as he continued sucking and his fingers played havoc with my pussy.
I could feel the knots in my belly tightening, my pussy contracting and throbbing with the need to have him inside. The more he rubbed my clit, the bigger it grew, and the louder I moaned.
When Ivan pulled his mouth away from my breasts, he slipped his forefinger into me. I purred and lifted my hips up, and when I opened my eyes, I saw that he was looking at me.
“I should have done this to you that night,” he growled under his breath, and I nodded my head, lifting my hand up to squeeze my right breast. My body was moving of its own accord, while his forefinger slid in and out of my pussy, parting my folds, preparing it for his cock.
“Yes, I wanted it. I wanted you to take my virginity,” I purred, surprising myself. I hadn’t expected to ever say it, to reveal my innermost desire to him. Ivan grinned, staring down at my quivering body as he pumped his finger in and out of my pussy with more force.
“Can you handle two fingers? ” he asked, and before I could even nod my head, he had slid two fingers into me. I gasped and moved my hips. I couldn’t control my moans anymore, I couldn’t stop my body from shaking. He was going to make me come with just his fingers, but I wanted more. Now that I finally had him, I wanted the whole of him.
“Ivan…please, I’m going to come,” I pleaded with him as he thrust his fingers in and out of me, his thumb continued to stroke my clit at the same time.
“Not so fast, Siena,” he growled and just as suddenly as he had penetrated me with his fingers, he pulled them out.
I gasped again. I hadn’t realized how badly I would want those fingers back inside me, and how close I was on the edge of an orgasm. My pussy throbbed, my body quaked, and I flexed my toes to control my feelings.
Ivan had stepped away from me, and now he was stroking his cock. I stared at him, my mouth wide open with desire. His cock looked angry and big and throbbing, and he stroked himself in smooth slow motions as he stared at my body, straight at the folds of my pussy.
“Spread your legs, Siena. Do it now,” he growled. It was a command, and I was ready to take orders. I parted my legs, spreading my thighs wide so that he could look straight at my pussy and I arched my back, thrusting my hips up.
When Ivan placed his hands on my legs, I tried to brace myself, but nothing would have prepared me for that cock. He thrust himself in, with no regard for taking it slow. That was how I wanted it too. We had wasted so much time, too many years. Now we were both overcome by an animalistic need to possess each other. He owned me now, his cock was deep inside me.
“Come for me, Siena,” he growled as he started pumping over me, his cock sliding deep inside and then sliding out. He
was reaching that spot, that deep innermost magic button in me that was going to make me explode. I didn’t have a chance to breathe, my pussy was already there, and he knew it.
I gripped his strong muscular arms as my body revolted. I wasn’t going to hold back any longer. Ivan pumped into me with brutal force, in and out till I was coming. I screamed his name, my body jolting while my orgasm released itself, right on his cock.
He was staring at me, at my face, at my bouncing breasts and as I came, he pulled out of me. He replaced his cock with his fingers, stroking my quaking pussy and spilled himself on my belly. He was grunting as he came, his eyes were intensely looking into mine as if our souls were locked and we both came together.
The room was filled with our moans, and my body was covered with sweat. He had shot his seed right on my belly, and I could feel the sticky fluid in my navel now. We were still breathing hard, our moans were loud in my ears.
When Ivan’s orgasm began to die, he stepped away from me, his cock was still in his hand, still erect and covered in deep veins.
I was panting, out of breath and desperate for his arms around me.
“I should let you sleep,” were his first words. Ivan’s face was darkened and pinched. I could feel a panic descend on my heart. Was I expecting us to cuddle after sex? This wasn’t about building a relationship. This was about getting all those pent up desires out of our bodies. I still couldn’t stop the choke from rising up in my throat.
Ivan was getting dressed, and I couldn’t do anything but sit on the bed, my belly still covered with his cum.
“Tomorrow is a big day for me, Siena,” he said, in a firm voice. It was like he was giving me an excuse for why he was leaving so suddenly.
“Of course,” I murmured, just as he hurriedly stepped out of the guest room and shut the door behind him.
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