Temptation (36 page)

“I don’t care how long it takes, I will earn that trust from you. I don’t care how many times I have to remind you that you belong to me. I’ll do whatever you want me to, whatever I need to do to make you see I’m not going anywhere. I’ll never leave you like he did. No matter what happens, I’ll always be the one you can count on.”

Viktor holds me tightly against him. I snuggle into his arms, grateful he understands me. He just gets it. I know I haven’t told him I love him but I know in time I’ll be ready to tell him. I close my eyes listening to Viktor’s heartbeat. The sound is comforting, and as I doze off, I think that maybe, just maybe, I can finally let go of my past.

I wake the next day feeling different. Lighter somehow and my head is finally clear. It’s almost as if someone lifted so much weight off me. I don’t know if it was from letting everything out last night with Viktor, or if it’s because finally, I want to move forward with my life. I really like this feeling. It’s like nothing can bring me down and make me not feel so … happy. Viktor walks into the kitchen and comes directly to me. He kisses me sweetly and when he pulls away, I grab his arm pulling him back for more. He chuckles against my lips and kisses me again.

“If you don’t stop, we’re going to be late.”

“So, let’s be late then. Come on, Vik. Break some more rules with me.” I pull him back to me and wrap my arms around his neck. I hear him groan when I lick his lips and bite them. He grabs my back forcefully bringing me to him while taking me completely off the bar stool. He lifts me up and sits me down on the island. I wrap my legs around him thinking this is becoming my new favorite spot. He kisses me again, but this time he kisses me hard, rough, like he’s hungry and I’m the main course. I moan into his mouth loving the minty taste of his toothpaste. He pushes his hard cock into my clit and I squeeze his waist with my legs.

But just as fast as he starts, he pulls away from me. “We have an hour to get ready and be at the club.” I pout and poke out my lip. “Come on
, moya lyubov'
, I’ll make it up to you later.” He kisses me on my nose and walks away from me. I sit on the bar for a few more moments before I let out a frustrated huff and jump down.

I walk over to him, swinging my hips, loving how he watches me with every step I make. I run my hands up his bare chest once I reach him and ask, “Are you sure you don’t want to do dirty things with me? To me?” I watch as he licks his lips and his eyes darken. “Come on, Vik. Being bad has never felt so good.” I start to back away from him, hoping he’ll take the bait.

And he does.

Viktor grabs me by my waist, turning me quickly, so my back is to his front. He takes my hands and puts them behind me, arching my back. He sucks my neck hard and as I cry out he says into my ear, “You like tempting me don’t you? I know you do, and I’m going to show you just how dirty I can be.”

“Yes! Please, Vik.”

With a free hand, he slides slowly down my breasts, caresses them one at a time before pinching my nipples through my tank top. Viktor’s hand progresses down making my stomach quiver. He continues to kiss and bite my neck and down my collarbone as he reaches the tie on my shorts. As he’s pulling the string loose, he whispers, “How wet are you for me?” I moan as his hand pushes downward and slips it under my panties. Taking his middle and ring fingers, he slowly slides down my wet pussy. “Fuck, Ava, you’re so wet and ready for me.” He nips my ear as says huskily, “You want my cock in that tight pussy don’t you,
moya lyubov'
?”

He thrusts those two fingers inside me, making me call out his name. His thrusts are deep and slow. Every time he goes inside of me, he makes my body jerk at how powerful he’s finger fucking me. I have to lay my head back against his chest for support as he continues. I can feel his breath on my neck and he’s panting just as hard and fast as I am. He’s hitting my favorite spot and just as I’m about to come, he pulls his fingers out of me.

“Vik, what are you doing? Don’t stop.” He chuckles and lets my hands go from behind my back. He turns me around and I watch him lick his fingers clean. I hear him moan and it sends chills down my spine. I love watching him and seeing how much it pleases him to taste me.

He takes his fingers out of him mouth and smiles at me. “Damn, your pussy tastes good. If you’re a good girl, I might lick you later.”

“Vik, you can’t say things like that to me.” I can feel my face flush and I know I’m red as a beet.

“Why not?” Viktor pulls me into his chest as he says, “I know you love it when I talk dirty to you.”

I smile and look away from his intense gaze. I do love it. Every time he talks dirty to me, it makes me feel sexy, desirable, and loved by him. I don’t answer him, but I know he knows what I’m thinking. He steps away from me, taking my hand in his. He lets go of my hand at the end of the island, and moves the few items laying on it. I watch him wondering what he’s up to. I did ask for dirty and now I’m nervous but excited at the same time. As he walks back to me, I notice excitement in his eyes. He’s trying not to smile, but I can tell by the way his eyes change and the way they seem to be glowing at me, he’s just as ready to play as I am.

“Turn around. Hands flat on the island,” he tells me.

I do exactly as he says. I slowly turn and place my palms on top of the island. I feel him behind me and I gasp when he tugs my shorts down quickly. My panties are soon gone, but my top is roughly pulled down to my stomach. I don’t know why this is turning me on so much. Maybe it’s a mixture from earlier when Viktor didn’t let me finish and now not knowing what he’s doing or will do to me. He places his hand on my back and slides it down as he pushes on me. I know without being told what he wants me to do. I lean down and rest my chest on the kitchen island and I spread my arms out beside me. I grab tightly onto the edges of the island and take in a deep breath. I let it out when I feel him to move again down my back going to my ass. He caresses my ass and I feel my face flush again knowing he has me so exposed like this. Viktor smacks my ass once and I can’t help but to cry out. It’s a strange feeling. It hurts when he does it again. But on the other hand, I’ve never felt so turned on before. He pushes my legs farther apart with his foot and I have to step up on my tip toes to stay somewhat comfortable in this position.

“Fuck you look so beautiful like this. Don’t move,” he demands and I hear him walk out of the kitchen. For a second I panic, thinking he’s just going to leave me like this, but just as quickly as he leaves, I hear him come back. He doesn’t say anything to me, instead he drops the condom package on the island, right in front of me. He’s showing me he’s prepared and I can’t help but want to raise up and kiss him for it. Even though he probably wants to fuck me, he takes the time to reassure me he has the one thing that makes me comfortable.

He starts to touch me again with his hands and it’s getting hard to stay in this position. As much as I love feeling him touch me everywhere, I want him to move faster. I’m getting impatient with him taking his time with me. I feel him going to my ass again and I don’t have a chance to prepare myself before he slaps me hard. This time it was harder than the other times. I cry out in pain and I close my eyes trying not to let the pain get to me. I have to hold onto the edges tighter as he does it again. He rubs my ass in circles after each slap and after the fifth one, I don’t know how much more I can take.

“Vik?”

“I know,
moya lyubov'
.” He moves down my ass with his hands to my thighs as he says sweetly, “You have been such a good girl.” He drops to his knees and I can feel his breath right by my pussy. “My dirty little girl.”

“Fuck Viktor!” He shoves his tongue into my pussy and I almost come completely off the kitchen island. He holds my legs still with his hands as he tongues my pussy. I can feel him moaning as he fucks me with his tongue, and when he squeezes my ass cheeks hard with each hand, I can’t hold any longer. I let go and I shut my eyes tight as my orgasm rushes through me. My legs start to shake but Viktor doesn’t stop until I’m done.

I open my eyes as he stops licking and tongue fucking me. I feel him raise up from being on his knees as he touches my back again. I watch him reach for the condom, then seconds later, I see the empty wrapper fall in front of me.

Viktor grabs my hips, holding on to me tightly as he says, “Hold on,
moya lyubov'
, this is going to be quick.”

As soon as the words leave his mouth he shoves his hard cock deep inside of me. We both yell out together and I start to raise up to get closer to him. He doesn’t let me get an inch off the island. His pushes me back down, and holds me in place. He holds the back of my neck as he starts to fuck me hard, fast, and rough. All I can do is hold on and enjoy the ride. I can hear his hips smacking into my ass. I find I love how the stinging on my ass actually intensifies how it feels with him inside of me. Viktor lets go of my hips with his other hand and reaches around to play with my clit. I know it’s not going to take much at this point for me to come again. I can feel the familiar building and the burn in my stomach. Viktor rubs my clit fast and presses on my bundle of nerves and hard at the same time. I can feel Viktor’s thrust becoming slower, but deeper. I know he’s close. I’m right there with him. He shoves himself deep again and pinches my clit with his forefinger and thumb.

That’s my undoing.

I can feel him pulsating inside of me as I continue to come with him. He slowly lets go of my clit and takes his hand off my neck. He grabs my arms slowly pulling me up and turns my head to him so he can kiss me. I moan into his mouth as he kisses me tenderly. He gives me a peck on my lips and pulls away from me. I feel strangely empty when he moves out of my pussy. I sigh as I watch him walk away and tosses the condom into the trash. I slowly move away from the kitchen island and fix my top. I pick up my panties off the floor and put them on as Viktor walks back to me. He kisses my forehead, then my nose, and finally makes it to my lips.

“We’re going to be very late if we don’t leave now,” he says while smirking at me.

“It’s not my fault you’re so tempting and alluring.”

Viktor laughs and kisses me once more before taking my hand. I follow behind him up the stairs to get ready for another night at the club. I smile knowing tonight is going to be a great night. Nothing can bring me down from the high I’m feeling right now.

Viktor takes my hand and brings it to his lips. He kisses the back of my hand and I smile at him loving this side of him. I take part of the blame for being so late. I called mom, and talked to my sweet Gabbie for too long. Viktor didn’t seem to mind that I had stayed on the phone for twenty minutes with her. He sat by me, rubbing my hand and smiling at me when I’d laugh at the things Gabbie said. I even put her on speaker phone so he could talk to her. I loved hearing how excited she was just hearing his voice.

Viktor kisses my hand once more before bringing my hand down to his lap. I turn my body in the seat so I can watch him drive. I like seeing him behind the wheel and being in control over everything he does. He looks at me and smiles. My stomach does a flip and I can feel the butterflies like crazy. I’m overwhelmed at how much I love this man. I look away for a second thinking about last night, and knowing I still haven’t told him how I feel and it isn’t sitting well with me. I know I should tell him. I know if I do, he’ll be glad I told him, but at the same time I’m so scared to say it out loud. I can’t help but to still feel scared of Viktor leaving me. I might have told him everything, but I’m still not completely over it.

“What are you thinking about over there so hard?” Viktor’s question pulls me out of my head.

I turn back to him and smile. I open my mouth to tell him, but instead I say, “Nothing. Just wondering about you being a loan shark. How did you start up with that anyways?”

I watch him move in his seat almost as if he’s uncomfortable talking about it. I almost tell him never mind and bring up something else then he starts to open up.

“My father was a loan shark. Not like I am now, but he had a side business along with the butcher shop he owned back in Russia.” I place my elbow on the arm rest between our seat and I lean in closer, very interested in what he’s telling me. “Sebastian and I used to help my father out a couple times a week after school. As we got older, we worked more and more at the shop, and one day he told us about his side job.” I watch him rub a finger over his lips. He looks lost in the past right now. “My mother didn’t too agree with him bringing us in for help, but overtime she got over it.” He clears his throat seeming to snap out whatever trance he was in. “Anyways, that’s how I knew so much about it when I came to America when I was twenty. Sebastian and I wanted to start a club together, but we thought we could make more money coming and starting a business here, in America.”