Page 21 of Ice Cold Hearts

“As much as I would love to see those perfect lips wrapped around my dick, we don’t have time. We’re almost there,” he says regretfully.

I eye the bulge in his pants.

“From the looks of things, so are you.” I smile coyly and reach for his belt again. “So what do we have time for?”

He groans. “You’re nothing but trouble, you know that?”

“So make me behave,” I challenge.

“We have less than ten minutes,” he protests halfheartedly.

“I like hard and fast.”

This time, he doesn’t stop me. As soon as I undo the zipper of his pants, he spins me on his lap so I’m facing away from him. Then he hesitates. Confused, I turn my head to look back at him.

“Condom,” he explains.

“IUD,” I counter. “I test regularly at the hospital clinic. I’m negative for everything. You?”

“Negatives across the board,” he answers. “You sure?”

“Shut up and fuck me, Alexei,” I demand.

I call out his name as he slides his length into me, making him clamp his hand around my mouth again. I roll my hips hard against his. Alexei slides his other hand up to cup my breast. My moans are muffled by his hand as he fucks me.

“You are stunning,” Alexei whispers between kisses to my shoulder and neck. “I wanted to go slow with you. To tease you until you were begging me to fuck you. But you just had to have it your own way.”

He pinches my nipple gently. I scream into his hand and jerk my hips in a desperate attempt to get him to fuck me harder.

“You really do like it rough.” I feel him smile against my skin.

I’m so close.

I try to tell him, but his hand makes me largely unintelligible.

“Will you be quiet?” he growls.

“Mmm-hmm,” I answer.

He moves his hand off my mouth and rests it gently on my hip.

“Alexei, please,” I beg. “I’m so close.”

“If you stay quiet, I’ll let you come with me. Can you do that, Kitten?”

“Yes, Alexei,” I whisper.

His hand slides from my hip to my clit. My whole body shudders, but I stay quiet.

“Good girl,” he says then kisses the shell of my ear.

He thrusts into me hard and fast, still playing with my clit. I reach one hand behind my head and grip his hair, making him swear.

“I’m about to finish,” he breathes.

He bites into my shoulder as he comes inside me, sending me right over the edge with him. We stay there for a moment, breathing hard. Then Alexei slides me off his lap and digs his hand into his pocket. I’m confused until he pulls out a handkerchief and cleans us both up.

“No sense in staining that gorgeous dress.” He smirks. “I might want you to wear it again for me.”