by Leona Lee
“You are so beautiful,” he murmured. “And responsive,” he added as he palmed her breasts before bending to suck on a nipple, which quickly puckered in his mouth.
He couldn’t resist nipping at it with his teeth, causing her to cry out, as she strained to pull her hands down. He gently stroked her cheek as he leaned down to kiss her. He chuckled, as he smelled her arousal. He was going to enjoy opening this one up to the pleasures of the flesh.
He paused a moment to remove his shirt, tossing it off the side of the bed. Reaching for his belt, he slowly slid it off as he felt Sarah shiver beneath him, as she strained her arms. Looking down at her, he gave her a wicked smile as he contemplated her response. Perhaps he would find out another time. He reached down to massage both her breasts as he rubbed his thumbs over the sensitive nipples.
As she writhed beneath him, she brushed up against his pants creating a different sensation against her rapidly fevered flesh. She rubbed her legs together to relieve the growing pressure between her legs, as she could feel herself growing moist.
Pinning her legs down, he continued to play with her breasts as she ineffectually tried to raise her hips.
“So much passion for one so inexperienced,” he said as he rained kisses slowly down her body. Kissing lightly along her pelvis, Sarah moaned. Climbing off her, “Look at me,” he commanded as Sarah turned to watch him. He unbuttoned his pants and slid the zipper down before dropping his pants. Stepping out of them, Sarah’s eyes widened as his erection sprang up. Grabbing his cock, he slowly stroked it up and down as Sarah watched.
Reaching up, he released her hands. “Touch me.” Sarah rolled to her side as she tentatively reached out to touch his cock, which jumped in her hand. Pausing, she looked up at him unsure. “Go ahead. That’s not the part that bites.”
Sarah slowly ran her fingers up his cock and marveled at how smooth the skin was. Her hand looked so small as she mimicked the same strokes he was doing. “Harder,” he commanded. “Squeeze your hand tighter, but not too hard.” As Sarah followed his commands, he closed his eyes.
“Like this?” she asked him as her touch ignited a fire that had been simmering inside him for years. Stilling her hand, he raised it to his lips as he kissed her palm.
“Yes,” he said simply.
Climbing back on the bed, he pushed her over onto her back as he lifted her legs to his shoulders. Kissing the insides of her legs, he slowly worked his way up her body as Sarah moaned. When he reached her mound, he inhaled. Her arousal was intoxicating to his senses. Nipping the inside of her thigh, he licked up her slit until he reached her clit, which had grown hard and was throbbing. Pushing against it with his tongue, he suddenly sucked hard as he pulled it into his mouth. As Sarah arched, he slid a finger inside. Finding no resistance, a second finger joined as he began to finger fuck her. So, she lied, and isn’t a virgin after all, he thought to himself.
Abruptly pulling his fingers out, he lifted her hips and slammed into her. At the sudden shift in pressure, Sarah cried out in pain as her body tried to accommodate his girth. “It hurts. Vitaly, please slow down.”
Vitaly paused but did not pull out. “You are not a virgin,” he stated flatly.
“I am. I am.”
“Your hymen.”
“Horses, you oaf. It broke years ago. Please, you’re hurting me.” Vitaly pulled out as Sarah began to cry and gathered her up in his arms. As she tried to pull away, he pulled her against him.
“I’m sorry. I thought-”
“I know what you thought,” Sarah replied as she sniffled.
“Shhhh,” he soothed. “I was wrong. I’m sorry.” He rubbed Sarah’s hip and leg in slow circles as he nuzzled her neck. As Sarah calmed down, she relaxed in his arms. She could hear him whispering in Russian as he kissed her neck.
“What are you saying?”
“It doesn’t matter,” he replied as he continued to kiss her.
As his hand swept up her leg and over her hip, he rubbed her stomach gently as Sarah buried her head in the pillow. How could this man go from insufferable pig to turning her back on? Sarah asked herself. Everywhere he touched her, she felt a slow heat build inside her. Sliding his hand up between her breasts, he rubbed across the top of her chest and down her sides. Sarah soon began to crave his touch in more intimate places but was unsure how to tell him.
As her legs shifted, he slid one leg between hers as he pulled his knee up tight against her. Continuing to stroke her, Sarah began rocking back and forth, as she ground herself against his leg.
“That’s it, little one,” he said as he continued to kiss and touch her. “Ride my leg. Show me what you want.”
Moving his hand down, his finger found her clit and he began to push at it lightly. Adjusting his knee, he put more pressure on her clit as Sarah began to ride his leg faster.
The pressure against her clit felt incredible. She couldn’t believe she was behaving this way. As the pressure built, Sarah moaned louder. Her first orgasm hit as he continued to rub her clit.
Rolling her under him, he kissed her deeply as she wrapped her legs around his waist.
“More, please,” she whispered against his lips.
“What did you say?”
Cupping his face, Sarah kissed him deeply. “Take me, Vitaly. Please. Now.”
Groaning, he buried his face in her neck as he entered her slowly, worried that he might hurt her again. He moved in and out of her, as he slowly worked his entire length inside her. Pausing, they both moaned as their bodies lay pressed together.
Sarah whimpered in frustration as Vitaly paused. Tightening her legs around him, she began to move up and down encouraging him to keep going. Lifting his upper body, he looked down at her. “Look at me,” he commanded. “I want to see your passion.”
As Sarah looked in his eyes, he began moving in long strokes, in and out. He could feel her muscles clenching around his cock as he began to increase in speed and shorten his thrusts. Their breathing sped up as Sarah raised her hips to meet each stroke. As the pressure built deep inside her, she knew that this orgasm would be much stronger. As she grew close, she clutched at his shoulders digging her nails into his back.
At the sudden pain, Vitaly slammed into her pushing Sarah up toward the headboard. Holding her tight, he continued to slam into her, as Sarah’s orgasm hit. Crying out, she clenched against his cock as Vitaly yelled out. His orgasm hit hard as he froze, buried deep inside her. Her spasms milked his cock as they rode out their orgasms. As they both slowly came back down, he slid out of her pulling her flush against his body.
Grabbing the blanket, he covered both of them as he stroked her head and kissed her neck. Nuzzling against him, Sarah could barely keep her eyes open. As she started to fall asleep, she thought she heard him say something.
“Mine,” he said, as he drifted off to sleep.
Chapter 9
The next morning, Sarah woke in an empty bed. She wasn’t sure what she was expecting and she was still embarrassed about her behavior. She had always considered herself a good girl, but despite spending such a short amount of time with Vitaly, he had her wanting to do bad things. Sitting up, she pulled her robe tie loose from the headboard, as she blushed. He had swept her off her feet, not in a nice way and she was loving every moment.
While she could now readily admit that she felt very little for Daniel, she never thought that she would enjoy the way Vitaly treated her. He was powerful in a way that Daniel never could be, and the way he looked at her turned her insides to mush.
Getting out of bed, she retrieved her robe from the floor and tied it close. Stepping out of the bedroom, she found Vitaly in the living room already immersed in work. Without even looking at her, he began.
“I let you sleep in, but we need to get to the office. Coffee is in the kitchen.”
Nodding her head, she grabbed a cup of coffee before returning to her room to get ready. How that man could so easily go from hot to cold was amazing to her. Vowing to do the s
ame, Sarah jumped in the shower.
As Sarah walked into her room and shut the door, Vitaly took a deep breath. He was tempted to take the day off and spend it in bed with her, but he didn’t want her to know how quickly she had captivated him. If he were to maintain control, he would have to keep his distance from her at times. The safest thing for him to do would be to send her back to California, but Vitaly wasn’t prepared to do that.
Sarah emerged from the bedroom ready to go. He was pleased to see her dressed in another one of the dresses he purchased for her. As they rode to the office, he pointed out various highlights from Battery Park to Wall Street to the 9/11 Memorial Museum. When they arrived at the office, Sarah’s earlier concerns were forgotten in her excitement.
The east coast division of VIC Enterprises was significantly smaller than the corporate office. Taking up one-half of a floor in a modern building near the financial district, Sarah was introduced to the office manager, Betty, a matronly woman who handled all the reception and basic office duties. Simon was in charge of business development and his current assistant, an intern from Columbia University, was a bubbly Clara. Marcus was responsible for procurement and he and his staff were at one of the business sites dealing with renovations. As Sarah followed Vitaly into his office, she was surprised again at the amount of open space. Since his office also functioned as meeting space, she set up her laptop at the conference table and prepared to get to work.
The next several hours flew by, as Sarah was engrossed in the work. Betty had lunch delivered in and other than the occasional interruption when other members of his team came in to discuss aspects of their projects; it was close to seven when Sarah realized that it was getting dark out. Even in school, she had never been so engrossed in her work before and she found that she enjoyed it immensely. Standing up, she stretched, arching her back as she relieved tight muscles.
As Vitaly caught her movement, he looked up to see her wrap dress, part in the front exposing her right leg almost to her hip. Not realizing that she was being watched, Sarah calmly adjusted her dress before looking at Vitaly. Tilting her head, she tried to get a read on what he was thinking, but was unable to do so. Before she could speak, they were interrupted by loud laughter as Marcus, Pete and Cindy came walking in.
They had spent the entire day down at the New Jersey Port prepping the small office and getting the remaining paperwork taken care of to begin offering freight and transport services. After their dinner the night before, Nico Demolios was the first to step up giving authorization for VIC Enterprises to conduct business there and the local Union was quick to agree. Cindy had stopped by the New York Port office and after considerable flirting, was able to get Steve Markos to agree. Of course, the box seats to the next three home games at Yankee Stadium did wonders in securing the deal.
As the team suddenly took notice of Sarah, all eyes were turned to her. Smiling, she held out her hand and introduced herself. Unsure what else to say, she stood their awkwardly before Cindy grabbed her arm.
“Come on, let’s go freshen up while Marcus talks about whatever he’s dying to talk to Vitaly about,” Cindy said as she tugged Sarah out of the room. As they left the room, Marcus turned to Vitaly.
“She’s cute.” As Vitaly stared at him, Marcus eventually broke eye contact. “So, there’s a cocktail party tonight that we really should attend. Took some doing, but I managed to get us on the list.”
“And why weren’t we on the list before?”
“It’s sponsored by Dimitri Nardiv. I ran into his PR manager at the gym this morning and let him know that it might be very bad for business if Nardiv insisted on excluding us from a charity event. He agreed. Mostly out of fear, I suspect.” Looking at his watch, “It’s already started. If you have other plans, we can go without you. I know how you feel about him.”
“Is this a formal function?”
“Oddly, no. And since I did manage to get a look at the guest list, at least some of us should be present.”
Vitaly stood up as the women came back in the room. “We’ll all go,” he stated flatly, as he reached for his bag. Seeing that they were getting ready to leave, Sarah put her laptop away and slipped the files back in her bag. As she turned to follow them out, Vitaly took her bag from her and slung it over his shoulder as they walked to the waiting car.
The cocktail party was a casual affair for industry professionals at a gallery on the west side. The student-created art showcased would be offered up in a silent auction and any money made from sales would go toward scholarships. When they arrived, Vitaly and Marcus quickly surveyed the room preparing to divide and conquer, as there were numerous vendors and potential customers that they were interested in doing business with.
Before Sarah realized what was happening, everyone walked off in a different direction. Unsure what to do with herself; she walked over to the bar. After accepting a glass of white wine, she turned to survey the room, bumping into a large body that had come up behind her.
Jumping back, she squealed as she spilled wine and a pair of large hands stopped her from further damage. As Sarah looked up to apologize, the man took the glass from her hand as he motioned to the bartender to refill before grabbing napkins off the bar and carefully wiping both his and Sarah’s hands.
“I’m so sorry,” she finally managed to say. “I wasn’t paying attention.”
“Not to worry,” came a very thick accented reply. “I am pleased that it was only white wine.” At Sarah’s blush, he placed a finger under her chin and tilted her head up to look at him. “What is your name?”
“Sarah, Sarah Jenkins,” she blurted out and she put her hand out to shake. Taking her hand, he raised it to his lips, kissing it as he squeezed it lightly.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you Miss Sarah Jenkins. You may call me Dmitri,” he told her as he handed her wine back to her.
“Oh, this is your party; again, I’m so sorry. I can’t believe I did that.”
“Not to worry. Come, let us walk around and look at the art. Perhaps, if I’m walking beside you, there will be less opportunity for me to get wet,” he teased.
“Oh, but shouldn’t you…that is to say…I…shouldn’t you be mingling?” Sarah asked, as her voice trailed off.
Turning to smile at her, he grasped her elbow and escorted her away from the bar, “Oh, but I am. So, tell me, little one. Did I see you walking in with Vitaly Chekov?”
Smiling, “Yes, I’m interning as Mr. Chekov’s personal assistant for the summer while his regular assistant is out on maternity leave.”
“And do you like working for…Mr. Chekov?”
Sarah nodded, “I can’t believe how much I’ve learned in such a short time. It’s been amazing.”
As Sarah looked at the painting hanging on the wall, Dmitri’s eyes narrowed, as he contemplated ways to exploit the relationship.
As the other members of VIC Enterprises worked the room, Marcus walked up to Vitaly. “Well, she works fast.”
“What are you talking about?”
“Your intern,” replied Marcus as he pointed across the room.
As Vitaly turned, he stilled. Sarah was talking and laughing with none other than Dimitri Nardiv and they weren’t alone. Nico Demolios from the New Jersey Port Authority and two other men were vying for Sarah’s attention, as she seemed to be entertaining all of them with a story. Vitaly dug his nails into his palms as he squeezed his hands into fists.
Of all the people she could be speaking with, it had to be him.
Vitaly briefly remembered a time when he and Dmitri were friends. Both were new to the country and eager to make their way in the world. But Dmitri wasn’t interested in hard work; he wanted to take the easy route. When the two decided to go into business together, they were offering shipping services to small vodka manufacturers eager to make a name for themselves in North America. But what Vitaly didn’t know was that wasn’t all they were shipping.
Dmitri had a sideline where he was importing cont
raband with the legitimate products. When Vitaly found out, they fought and rather than risk prison, Vitaly dissolved their partnership and moved out to the west coast. While he knew that coming back to the east coast was a risk, his business was expanding and he needed to get a foothold on both coasts.
As Marcus looked at Vitaly, he’d never seen him that angry. Tapping him lightly on the arm, “Hey, boss, it’s been a long day. Why don’t you and the intern call it a night? We got this.”
At Vitaly’s nod, he was about to motion to Sarah when Vitaly stalked over there. Grabbing Sarah by the elbow, he pulled her back toward him. “Time to go,” he practically growled.
“Vitaly, it is so good to see you, old friend. I was just telling your lovely Sarah here how we used to work together. Won’t you have a drink to toast to old times?”
“Another time, Dmitri.”
Gripping Sarah’s elbow, he turned on his heel and practically dragged Sarah out of the gallery.
“Vitaly, you’re hurting me, what the hell is going on?” Sarah demanded as she jerked her elbow out of his grasp.
“Go to the car, Sarah.”
“No! Not until you tell me what’s going on.”
“Sarah. Do as you are told.”
Crossing her arms over her chest, Sarah started at Vitaly. “You’re behaving like a Neanderthal. Now, what is going on?”
Vitaly was doing his best to control his anger. Seeing Sarah with Dmitri set him on edge and he wasn’t interested in dealing with her little tantrum. And now, she was calling him a Neanderthal? He would show her Neanderthal. Growling under his breath, he shoved Sarah into the alley they were standing in front of. Pushing her face first against the wall, he pressed tightly against her.
