I enjoyed the slide of her tongue against me as I pulled out of her mouth. I forced my jeans down my legs and kicked them off. As I climbed into bed next to her, I hauled her alongside me so we were entangled together. After rolling her on her back, I positioned myself between her legs.
“Are you on the pill?” I managed to ask as I rubbed the tip of my cock along her pussy lips.
“Yes, but you need to wear a condom,” she gasped.
“I’m clean,” I swore, surprising the shit out of myself since I had never wanted to go bareback with anyone before now. “It’s been a few months since I’ve been with anyone else and I got tested during my physical right before school started.”
Her hips lifted as she slid against me, leaving a trail of moisture on my cock. “I’m clean too,” she murmured, and I started to inch inside before she pushed at my chest to look me in the eyes. “But I still want you to wear one.”
“Please, Aubrey?” I pleaded, disappointed by her answer.
“I’d rather we not take any extra risks,” she said softly.
There was something in her eyes that told me she was serious. Now wasn’t the time to get into her reasons, so I rolled over and grabbed a condom from the bedside table. I’d bought them right before my first date with Aubrey and wasn’t going to mess up my chance with her just because she wanted me to use one and I didn’t. Fuck, I didn’t even know what the hell was up with my need to feel her without that layer of latex acting as a barrier between us.
“Whatever you want,” I murmured as I put the condom on before lining our bodies back up so that I rested between her legs again.
“All I want is you,” she whispered, pulling my head down for a kiss.
“Moya printsessa,” I growled as I sank into her pussy. Every thought in my head was obliterated by pleasure unlike any I’d ever felt before. “Holy fuck.”
“So good,” she sighed. “I need more.”
Her fingernails were digging into my ass as she tried to bring me deeper inside.
“I’ll give you everything you need,” I promised as I began to thrust, my hips pumping hard and deep. I moved slowly, trying to maintain control while every movement Aubrey made seemed designed to shatter it.
She writhed underneath me, fingers raking up and down my back. Her hips slammed upwards, meeting mine with each and every thrust.
“More,” she begged. “Harder. Faster.”
Her pleas had the opposite effect and made me slow my strokes. I slid my hand under her back to arch it so I could reach her breasts. I lowered my mouth, wrapping my lips on a nipple and sucking deep. I eased back inside and held myself there.
“Patience,” I whispered darkly as I moved to pay the same attention to the other side. I bit down, wanting to leave my mark on her.
The sting of my teeth sent her over the edge, and I felt her tighten around me as she screamed out my name. The fluttering of her pussy walls against my cock pushed me closer towards my own climax. I grabbed her hips and thrust in and out, wildly out of control. I pumped as hard as I could, slamming inside over and over again.
Sweat dripped from my body, and I moved to my knees to get more leverage. I gripped Aubrey’s hips tight as I lifted her to me with each stroke. My balls drew up and tightened, the telltale tingling warning me that I was close.
“Yes, Luka,” Aubrey groaned, her pussy still milking my cock. “Just like that.”
The throaty sound of her voice was the last straw, and I felt the fire lick through my veins as my climax hit me. I planted myself deep inside as come shot from my body. I held myself still as my cock jerked over and over again. Once I finally settled down, I slowly slid out and immediately thought that I would stay there, inside her, for just about forever if I could.
“Fuck,” I groaned as I tried to catch my breath. I dropped down onto the sheets beside Aubrey and pulled her onto my chest.
“Why didn’t I say yes to this a month ago?” Aubrey joked. “I had no idea what I was missing out on this whole time.”
“We’ll just have to make up for lost time then, won’t we?” I asked.
I dropped a kiss on her lips before walking to the bathroom to get rid of the condom. I grabbed a wet washcloth before returning to Aubrey, who was sprawled naked on my bed. Damn, she looked fucking good there, right where she belonged. I nudged her legs open so I could gently clean her pussy, and she hummed in response when I swiped the cloth against her drenched flesh.
“That feels nice,” she sighed.
I’d never felt the need to care for a woman I’d slept with like this before. It made me feel like an ass to compare Aubrey to any other woman at a time like this, but what had just happened in bed between us blew any of my past experiences out of the fucking water. I hadn’t expected our first time to rock my world like that, but now that it had, I planned to do whatever it took to make sure I had many more nights like this with her. Things had just gotten a whole hell of a lot more serious for me.
I climbed into bed with her and pulled the sheet over us, enjoying the feel of her in my arms. Aubrey lazily swirled her finger across my chest and sighed deeply with satisfaction.
“What did you say earlier?”
“What do you mean?” I asked, not sure what she was referring to.
“When you were saying something in Russian. It sounded kinda like princess?” she clarified.
Damn, she’d caught that even in the heat of the moment. I liked that my girl paid attention when we were together. “I called you my princess,” I muttered under my breath.
Her fingers stopped moving, and I could feel her smile against my chest. “Your princess, huh?”
“Are you going to make me be all mushy now?” I murmured, dropping a kiss on her head.
“Hey, you’re the one who gave me the nickname,” she retorted, giggling softly.
“Only because it fits you so perfectly,” I said as I ran my fingertips up and down her spine.
“You’re so damn sweet,” she mumbled sleepily. “Too good for me.”
“Nothing’s too good for you, Aubrey,” I disagreed.
“Mmmmm,” she sighed. “Lucky me.”
“I think it is me who is the lucky one, but do you know what this really means, moya printsessa?” I asked as I turned her head towards mine so she could see how serious I was.
“No. What?” she said softly, those beautiful blue eyes of hers slowly drifting closed.
“I’m the lucky one because you really are mine now,” I growled, pulling her body closer. “And I’m not giving you up for anything.”
Chapter 9
Aubrey
Luka and I quickly fell into the habit of having me spend the night at his place. It had gotten to the point where I felt a little guilty that my parents were paying room and board for a single when I almost never stayed there anymore. That guilt was tempered by the knowledge that they would flip their shit if they knew that I spent so many nights with Luka. My mom had already met him, but my dad always seemed to be busy when we were able to meet her for lunch or dinner.
Luka’s schedule was still crazy. The team had won the last eight games straight, and their coach was pushing the team hard because he had visions of making it to the Frozen Four this year. As one of the assistant captains of the team, Luka had a lot of responsibilities that he took very seriously. Add to that my dad’s work schedule and it was a recipe for lots of missed opportunities for the two most important men in my life to meet each other. Either that or my dad was avoiding it because my mom told him that I’d finally met a guy I was absolutely crazy about. It was a toss-up between either scenario.
Luka had just gotten back into town last night after going home for Thanksgiving, and I felt guilty that he had come back early a day so we could spend a little time together. He didn’t get the chance to see his family as often as I did, but as much as I hated to take time away from them, I hadn't been able to say no when he’d asked me if I wanted him to come back Saturday. That had given us all o
f last night and most of today before he had hockey practice to be together. Luckily, my parents were distracted by having my two oldest brothers home for the holidays and hadn’t even blinked an eye when I told them I was heading out yesterday afternoon.
Lexi: Wanna go swimming?
Me: Yes!
Lexi: Ask Luka if he wants 2 come down 2.
Me: Will do. Need me 2 bring anything?
Lexi: Nah. Drake’s friends have it covered.
I wandered into the bathroom to find Luka, who was shaving. I stopped to stare at him first, almost forgetting why I’d come in the room in the first place. There was something incredibly hot about watching your man shave.
“Hey, Lexi wants to go swimming. Want to come with?” I asked, wrapping my arms around him and placing a kiss on his back.
“If you’re going, then hell yes I’m coming too,” he retorted.
“Awww, would you miss me if I went swimming without you?” I teased.
Luka took one last swipe of his chin before he ran the water and splashed it on his face. He turned in my arms as he wiped off with a hand towel. Then he tossed it over his shoulder and pulled me up for a kiss.
“You know I’d miss you.”
“Just like I’d miss you,” I reminded him.
“Do you have a suit over here or do we need to run over to your room first?”
“I’m sure Lexi has one I can borrow,” I answered.
Luka didn’t like that answer very much as he gazed down at my chest. “I don’t think so,” he said.
“Oh, c’mon. I’ve borrowed suits from her before. It’ll be fine,” I reassured him.
“Go get it and show me,” he commanded, kissing me on the forehead and setting me away.
“Bossy,” I grumbled, earning me a little swat on my ass. “Hey!” I yelped.
“I want to see you in that suit before we go down, Aubrey,” he said gruffly.
“Okay, okay. I heard ya,” I sassed back before running next door to grab one of Lexi’s spare bikinis. I was feeling pretty feisty, so I picked out one that I figured would drive Luka wild, too.
When I got back to Luka’s apartment, he was already dressed in swim trunks and ready to go. I went into his bedroom and slipped the bikini on before wandering into the bathroom to pull my hair up into a ponytail.
“Nyet,” I heard Luka hiss as he strode into the room behind me. “This suit is much too small for you to wear.”
“It’s fine,” I said. “I’ve worn this one before. Besides, it fits me just as well as my other bikinis that I have in my room anyway. So we’d just be wasting a trip if you made me go change.”
I watched in the mirror as Luka’s head dropped down to his chest. He sighed deeply as his hands clenched against my almost bare hips. “You’ll wear one of my shirts over it on the way down,” he conceded.
“I could do that,” I agreed. “But you do realize everyone at the pool will still see me in this suit once we’re down there. Right?”
I could swear I literally heard him growl at my teasing reminder. “True, but there usually aren’t that many people down there.”
I debated whether or not it was wise to share with him that Lexi had mentioned that Drake’s friends were joining us. I decided it was probably better to let him explode now and get it out of his system instead of waiting until later. I turned and wrapped my arms around his body before jumping into the fray.
“Well, that might usually be true, except it’s not just us joining Drake and Lexi at the pool today.”
His arms tightened around me, holding me in place. “Who else is coming?”
“Lexi might have mentioned that Drake had some friends who were going to be there,” I admitted quietly, waiting for the explosion.
“Does Drake have any female friends?” he asked.
The question surprised me. “No, not that I know of. Except for maybe me.”
“So what you’re really telling me is that there are going to be a bunch of guys down there while you’re prancing around in this barely there bikini,” he muttered.
“Yes, that’s exactly what I’m saying.”
“Yóbanny v rot,” he growled before lifting me up onto the vanity. “I cannot be expected to let you run around with all those guys like that without making sure you are very well pleased before we join everyone.”
“Don’t you trust me?” I sighed as he pulled the bikini bottoms down my legs.
“It isn’t you that I don’t trust, but it can’t hurt to remind you of how good we are together. Can it?” he asked as he thrust two thick fingers inside me.
“No,” I whimpered.
He stopped moving his hand. “No it’s not a bad idea or no you want me to stop? Which is it, moya printsessa?”
“Please don’t stop,” I begged.
“Nikogda,” he murmured darkly before plunging his fingers deeper.
I got even wetter at the sound of his raspy voice speaking in Russian to me. I loved knowing that he was so worked up that he didn’t even realize he switched between languages. I lived for these moments when he lost control. I couldn’t control the whimper that passed my lips as he nudged my legs open wider with his knee.
“Luka,” I sighed as he pumped his fingers harder.
“Yes, Aubrey. Say my name. Hell, scream my name, because I’m the only guy who gets to see you like this. Who gets to watch your beautiful face as you come so hard,” he growled. “I’m the only one who gets to drive his cock into your sweet little pussy.”
“Yes, Luka,” I repeated. “The only one.”
“It’s me you need to worry about, not anyone else. If any of those guys look at you today while you’re dressed in that tiny bikini, and I know they will, I want you to remember that you’re mine,” he snarled.
There must be something wrong with me, but Luka’s possessiveness was making me even hotter for him. “Yours,” I agreed, trying to soothe him.
“And I’m the only one who gets to taste you,” he muttered before yanking my hips forward so I was spread wide open for him.
His fingers continued to stroke me deep inside while his mouth wrapped around my clit. He twisted his hand to reach my g-spot as he sucked one me mercilessly. My climax was swift and fierce as my legs tightened around his head, trying to hold him in place.
As I lay there panting, sprawled on his bathroom counter, Luka pulled his fingers out of my body and lifted my legs so they went over his shoulders. He licked at me softly at first, letting my body settle. I felt myself relax, and then he trailed his tongue back up to flick at my clit.
“No more,” I begged, even as my body tightened once more.
He looked up at me and his eyes flashed dangerously. “Again,” he rasped out as his hands slid down my thighs until they lifted me up and his thumbs spread me open at the same time.
I felt his tongue stab into my body over and over again as I lay there helpless against the onslaught of desire his touch made me feel. The second climax was softer than the first, but it left me dazed, and he rubbed his chin against my inner thigh when it was all over, gently kissing my skin.
I could see his dick, long and hard, pressed against his swim trunks as he gently placed my feet back on the floor. “What about you?” I asked.
“Be a good girl today and I promise you can have as much of my cock as you want, moya printsessa,” he murmured before he bent down to pick up the bikini bottoms.
Luka leaned against the door and watched me put myself back together, smiling smugly. I grabbed a washcloth and wiped up since my two climaxes had left me a bit of a mess. I glanced down as I cleaned up and immediately realized why he had such a huge grin on his face even though he hadn’t gotten off with me either time.
“Luka!” I cried out. “How could you?”
“How could I what?” he asked innocently.
I gestured between my legs where a dark hickey had already formed on my inner thigh. He’d left his mark on me before, but it was always where it couldn’t be seen
. This time, he’d done it so that nobody would miss it if I went downstairs in a swimsuit of any kind unless I never took my shorts off.
“You did that on purpose,” I accused, knowing damn well he’d wanted to make sure that every guy down there knew I was his girlfriend.
“You didn’t seem to mind at the time,” he argued. “Your legs were wrapped around my head to make sure I didn’t go anywhere. And I gave you a second orgasm to make up for it.”
“Why don’t you just get out a Sharpie and write your name on my forehead?” I muttered under my breath as I pulled the bikini bottoms up. I turned to look in the mirror as I grabbed the brush and pulled my hair up into a ponytail.
Luka stepped closer to me and gently traced the skin on my lower back above the bikini. “Or we could just tattoo it right here,” he suggested.
“A tramp stamp?” I sputtered, thinking that he was joking until my eyes locked with his in the mirror and I realized he was serious. “I’m not getting a tramp stamp of any kind, let alone one with your name on it.”
He rubbed his cock against my ass and glanced back down. “Damn. It would be so fucking hot to see my name on your skin as I take you from behind.”
“It’s not gonna happen,” I snapped at him. “Especially not when you do crazy things like this.”
“You know you love how crazy I am about you,” he whispered in my ear.
“Argh,” I growled in frustration, knowing that he was right.
The totally insane thing was that I wasn’t even that upset about the hickey. My feelings for Luka grew stronger each and every day, leaving me very vulnerable. Stunts like this, as ridiculous as they were, made it clear that he was just as susceptible to me as I was to him. That knowledge left me feeling safer in our relationship.
“Maybe I should get a tattoo with your name instead,” he wondered aloud as he walked away to grab some towels so we’d be ready to go.
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