Page 9 of The Brigadier

He proved me wrong, pulling out and driving into me with force. I liked it rough and he was giving it to me. When he grabbed one arm, yanking it over my head and pinning it against the wall, I thought I’d died and gone to heaven.

For seconds there was no one else around us, no aspect of danger or anything else. A stranger was fucking me and it was fabulous. We worked together, the electricity soaring. I bucked hard and his cock managed to slide in deeper, stretching my pussy muscles. I ached from how large he was, but it was a wonderful feeling, the perfect welcome to my new city.

We were breathless, our moans and his growls adding to the forbidden moment. I’d never known passion like this and prayed one day I would find it for a long-term relationship. Not that this would ever turn out to be anything. Nothing this delicious ever lasted.

I knew the moment wouldn’t last, both of us still aware of the awkward and possibly dangerous situation we were in. He pumped four times and suddenly, the most powerful climax rushed up from my toes. I was so off guard I had to bite back a scream. I pressed my head against the wall, closing my eyes.

“Beautiful. Just beautiful,” he said in a husky voice.

The mesmerizing effect only increased as the orgasm swept through me. I couldn’t breathe at all and that was fine.

When I sensed he was close to erupting deep inside, I squeezed my muscles. As if I was taking some control myself. His entire body tensed and with three hard jerks, I felt him erupting inside.

Filling me with his seed.

The deliciousness slowly ebbed, our breathing returning to normal. He pulled away by a few inches, which allowed him to press his lips against mine. Afterwards, he touched his forehead to mine, his breathing still ragged.

“That was amazing,” he said, his voice even deeper than before.

“Yes, it was.”

“What’s your name?”

I wasn’t certain I wanted to tell him. “Let’s just leave this wonderful moment as a special blip in time. Okay?”

His chuckle sent a wave of vibrations through me. “Fair enough.” He backed away, immediately shifting his cock back into his trousers and fastening.

After a few seconds, I came to my senses, fixing my soaked thong and pressing down my dress. He took my hand and started pulling me back into the light. God. The man wanted to see my face. What if he was hideous?

Not possible.

He stopped just short of pulling us under a more intense light, but it allowed me to see additional features. Man. I’d been right. He filled out a suit like no other man I’d met, his entire face chiseled.

But there was something familiar. Wasn’t there? Where? How?

Another sound caught my attention, and I bit my lip. We’d come ‘this’ close to being caught.

“Who the fuck are you? What are you doing?” I easily recognized the man’s gruff voice.

My father’s soldier had found me and he was growling at the newcomer. Growling? Really? Who did he think he was, some barbarian in combat mode?

I just shook my head.

“Get away from her.” Even the soldier’s voice was entirely different. As if he was ready to kill the man and he’d had no idea what we’d just done.

“It’s okay, Sergei. I’m a guest. Remember me?”

Whoa. Whoa. My curiosity was piqued to the point I was frozen all over again.

My stranger’s voice. I knew it. A strange sense of foreboding trickled down my spine. No way. None. Zero. I had to be wrong.

I heard a thudding footstep and silence. “Oh, God,” the soldier said in full embarrassment. “I’m sorry, Mr. Kuzmin. I apologize profusely. It’s been a long time. How are you?”

“Excellent. I didn’t know you still worked for my brother.”

The deep, sexy voice that had provided me with the best alluring, salacious fantasies I’d had in a very long time was also taboo. Completely off limits and forbidden.

My thoughts alone of dropping to my knees and sucking the man’s cock would eventually land me a special place in hell. I was certain of it.