by Jessica Hope
An amused look passed his face. “I would like to take you to more places that you’ve never been before.” His double meaning wasn’t lost on her, and she shivered.
He finished off his glass of wine and stood. She followed suit and took a deep breath. The date was over, and she knew little more about him than she did before the evening started. But she somehow felt closer to him, as if this were an intimate moment that he shared with few other people.
Or was she deluding herself?
He didn’t take her home. Melinda swallowed hard when she realized that they were pulling up in front of the expansive condos in the heart of the city. “Is this where you live?” she said in a shaky voice.
Vlad turned his head to stare at her. “Yes. Are you concerned?”
Concerned? Yes. It wasn’t like they hadn’t had sex before, but that was in the heat of the moment. This was far different. He didn’t even ask her if she wanted to go home which meant that he’d planned this.
He’d planned for her to come here.
“Should I be concerned?” she said in a quiet voice. He hadn’t even touched her, and she’d never been so turned on in her life.
Shutting off the car, he turned to face her. “I don’t want you to ever be concerned when you’re with me. If you don’t want to go inside with me, then all you have to do is say something.”
Melinda couldn’t even begin to say anything. Instead, she opened the car door and got out. If she was going to see this through, there was no point in backing out now. Besides, she trusted him. As he joined her on the walk up the front, he put his hands lightly at the small of her back, guiding her. Even though the fabric of her shirt separated their skin, she tingled from the pressure of his touch. He didn’t even begin to look affected by it, but her heart was already racing.
He pulled out a key card and led her to the side door. “Private entrance?”
“The top three floors get a private entrance,” he said casually as he swiped the card and opened the door for her. To the left was a stairwell and in front of them was the private elevator. He slid his card in to activate the elevator, and it immediately opened. They both stepped inside, and she watched as he pushed the button for the top floor.
Of course he would have a penthouse apartment. Talk about a stark difference in social status, she thought wryly. As the elevator began to rise, Vlad turned and studied her. “I think we can both agree that the moment in my office took us both by surprise. Now that the awkward first moment is out of the way, I’d like to know what it is that you like.”
Melinda raised her eyebrows. She’d been trying to play the confident and suave woman all night, but she didn’t have a single answer for him. The truth was that she wasn’t experienced enough to know what she liked, and what experience she did have paled in comparison to the stolen moments in the office. And she didn’t even begin to know how to tell him that.
As if he read her mind, he smiled and leaned over and kissed her gently. “Don’t fret, Melinda. We’ll start with the things that I like, and from there, we’ll discover the things that you like.”
“What do you like?” she whispered.
His eyes darkened, and he smiled wickedly. “It’s far better if I show you,” he whispered as he slowly ran a hand up her bare leg.
She trembled.
The elevator stopped and the door opened. Vlad stepped back and gestured for her to walk in front of him. She stopped in front of the door, and he slid out his key and opened it. Once she stepped through that door, there was no turning back. He didn’t push or prod. Patiently waiting, he gave her a moment before she took one step in. And when the door slammed shut behind them, everything changed.
Before she could even blink, he had her up against the wall as he lowered his head to taste her again. This wasn’t the sweet kiss from the elevator. This was urgent and demanding. Her arms came up around his neck, but before she could get a proper hold of him, he grabbed her arms, spun her, and slammed her palms against the wall. She could feel him press up against her from behind, and liquid heat gathered between her legs as she felt his hard ridge rub up against her.
“Hands stay on the wall until I tell you otherwise,” he whispered in her ear.
Puzzled, she nodded. “Say it,” he demanded.
“Hands stay on the wall,” she repeated breathlessly.
“Good.” She felt the zipper of her dress slide slowly down and loosen around her body. “I didn’t get a chance to explore you last time. I have quite a bit to make up for. Lower your arms.”
Wordlessly, she lowered her arms and the dress slid down her body. He pressed her palms back up against the wall again, and she felt the heat leave her as he stepped away. “You have absolutely no idea how beautiful you are,” he said hoarsely.
The dress had come with a built-in bra, so she had only warn a lavender thong underneath. Although she couldn’t see him, she felt exposed under his roving eyes, but the sound of his voice sent shivers down her spine. She could hear the desire in him thicken with every word.
His fingers trailed down her side, brushing over the dip of her waist and the curve of her hips. Slowly, she felt him brush along the underside of her cheeks. Without hesitation, she widened her stance and silently begged him to touch the ache between her legs, but he had already moved on to the inside of the other thigh. As his hand trailed up, he moved towards her abdomen and pressed his body to her back.
He’d taken off his shirt and pressed his warm skin against hers. She couldn’t help but rub herself against him, and he responded by pinching her nipple. Hard. “No moving,” he said harshly.
With a cry of both pain and pleasure, she forced her hips to still. It was the hardest thing in the world to be so close to something that she wanted and not be able to move towards it. “Vlad,” she moaned as he rubbed her breasts gently.
He laughed softly and pressed his lips to the side of her neck. As her head rolled to give him more access, her hips swayed again. He pinched her other nipple, and her hips jerked in reaction as she moaned. “Fuck,” he hissed. “No moving.”
“I can’t help it,” she trembled. “Please.” His hands left her body, and she turned in panic. “No,
wait!”
He roughly turned her as he slapped her hands on the wall again. Her palms stung, and he licked her inner ear. “Do as I say, or we stop playing.”
Melinda took a deep breath and tried to keep her body still. Once again, his hands turned to roam and this time, they dipped lower. “So wet,” he murmured as he traced her outer lips. Her toes curled, and she forced herself to keep her hips still.
“Such a good girl.” He dipped his fingers in and began to slide them in and out. She choked back a sob as she struggled to keep from thrusting her hips and fucking his fingers. Every muscle in her body screamed for release. Her nails dug into the wall as he moved faster, and finally, she let out a guttural moan and swiveled her hips.
Chuckling, he withdrew his hands and turned her. “Vlad, please, this is torture,” she whimpered, but he only pressed her back up against the wall and kept her there with a hand wrapped around her throat.
“It’s not torture. It’s control. The longer you have it, the sweeter your release.” He crushed his lips to hers again as he picked her up. She wrapped her legs around him and slid her body over and over that hardened ridge shamelessly until she felt him sit her on a cushioned surface. He placed her arms down on the hardwood and let her go. Looking down, she realized that she was sitting on the back of a couch and leaned against a table that butted up to it.
“Arch your hips,” he commanded. She complied as he slid her panties off. “Widen your legs. I want to see you.”
Too aroused to be embarrassed, she widened her legs. “Wider,” he commanded. She spread them to the backs of the cushions, and his gaze turned intense. “Wider,” he said quietly. Frustrated, she lifted her legs up into the splits on the top of this couch.
“So beautiful,” he whispered as he knelt i
n front of her on the couch. He took one nipple in his mouth and suckled gently. As much as she wanted to run her hands through his hair, her position was unsteady up here. If she took even one hand away, she might lose her balance.
He knew that.
His lips trailed down her body until finally, he was placing kisses on her outer mound. “Please,” she begged. “God, please.”
She felt cold air rush towards her bud and squirmed as he continued to blow on it. If he didn’t touch her there soon, she was going to lose all control. And just when she thought she could take no more of his tormenting, he left her completely.
“Vlad, please,” she moaned. The need for release ravaged her, and she barely realized that he’d hooked his arms under her and was lifting her.
“Please what?” he asked in a haggard voice. Her legs wrapped around him as he settled back on the couch. Somewhere along the way, he’d taken off his pants, and she struggled to break free of his grip and take him inside her.
“Fuck me. Now,” she demanded, and he hissed as he positioned her over top of him and plunged inside her. She let out a shriek as he swiftly entered her and buried himself to the hilt. She was so aroused that the motion alone was enough to push her over the edge, and she’d barely rotated her hips over him before her body went rigid as she finally felt her release. As her toes curled and her fingernails dug into his skin, he started to arch his hips, thrusting inside her even as she fell apart. She’d barely gotten her breath back when the tension started to build all over again.
“Ride me,” he commanded in a harsh voice.
Sweat glistened over both of their bodies as she began to move. There was nothing but the slapping of skin and intense moans as she attempted to gain control of the situation, but he was always one step ahead of her. She couldn’t show him the same torment without tormenting herself, but finally, he broke. Flipping her over on the couch, he lifted her knees and drove himself home with a final shout. She bowed her back and accepted another shuddering orgasm as he emptied himself inside of her.
-End of part one-
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