Crave (Beneath The Secrets #3)

47. Lara

CHAPTER 47

LARA

Song- i know (faded) Ex Habit

“That was the best night ever,” I tell him between kisses as we stumble through his front door. I fumble with his jacket, trying to get it off him as he deepens the kiss, pushing me back against the wall.

“Anything for you.”

I let out a squeal when he bends down and picks me up, throwing me over his shoulder.

“Now for your next birthday treat,” he says and slaps my ass.

I bounce with each fast step he takes up the stairs.

He places me down on unsteady feet, and raw hunger fills his eyes as he unbuttons his shirt.

“Strip,” he commands.

I do as he says, as sexy as I can. Until both of us are naked and exposed to each other.

When he looks at me, like he’s ready to pounce, I don’t feel so ashamed of my body. But it’s always a nagging thought in my head. He’s just so damn good at distracting me from it.

My breath hitches as he steps forward.

I tip my head back letting his tongue explore my neck and he thrusts his fingers inside of me. Spreading my legs wider across his thighs, I straddle him.

He groans against my throat. “Greedy girl.” He nips at my skin.

“Yes,” I pant out as he slides in another finger and skillfully circles my clit with his thumb.

His hand glides over my breasts and up towards my throat.

“Now tell me. What else can I do to make you scream? I want to know everything that gets you going, Lara.”

He pulls back and bites his lip.

“I think it’s about time you gave me a hand necklace,” I whisper and lick my lips as I watch his reaction.

His brows furrow in a look of confusion. “Explain, is this another English term?”

“Choke me, Alexei. Your hands become my necklace.” I can feel my cheeks get hot.

He gives me a little smirk and dives his fingers in deeper.

“Why do you wanna be choked, pchelka? You trust my hands around your throat? Not many people would.”

I lean in and roll my hips against his palm.

“It will make me come so fucking hard for you, sladkiy.” I suck in a breath as he curls his fingers deep inside me.

“I trust you with my life. Do you want to learn?”

Leaning back, I guide his hand up to my throat. “You’ve strangled people to death before, right?”

He grins. “A few, yes.”

My eyes go wide as he grips my neck too hard, for a split second, then releases.

“Yeah, not like that,” I cough.

He gives me a lopsided grin. “Just testing.”

“Here.” I guide his fingers to the right point on one side of my throat and his thumb to the other.

“Now squeeze here, avoid my windpipe.”

Keeping the pace going in my pussy, his fingers tighten around my neck in the perfect position, and he peppers kisses along my jaw.

That fuzzy feeling in my head appears, and all I can focus on is him. How he makes me feel. My mind is free of anything other than this man.

“You like this, I can feel your pussy tightening around my fingers.”

“Hmm, mmm.”

As my eyes flutter closed, I grip onto his hard shoulder as my climax builds from my core.

“Fuck,” I pant.

He releases his grip, sucking on the tender skin instead.

“Feels like you need more, baby.”

“Oh, we can take it even further. Are you ready to learn how to make me come so hard I nearly pass out?”

He pulls back and assesses my face. When he bites down on his bottom lip, I can’t resist leaning forward and sucking on it.

“If you cover my nose and mouth with the other hand, choke me with this one and fuck me at the same time.”

“You better not pass out on me,”

I giggle and shake my head. “Then pay attention to my reactions, sweets.”

A growl erupts from his chest, his hand squeezing my throat as he pushes me onto my back on the mattress.

Spreading my thighs wide open, I hear him pull down his boxers.

“The birthday girl wants my cock, I can’t ever say no to that request. Pull your knees up, I wanna sink deep inside my pretty pussy.”

Oh fuck.

“Tighter. I want to be able to see your fingerprints tomorrow.”

He does as I say, and a strangled cry escapes my lips as he pushes himself inside me, inch by inch. The groans that come from him only push me further.

“Such a good girl for me, yet so fucking naughty.”

When he pulls out and drives back into me, my eyes nearly roll into the back of my head.

“Deep breath, baby,” he growls into my ear.

Filling my lungs with air, I lock eyes with him and I know he’s on the final straw of restraint. That crazed look is in his eyes and damn, it’s hot.

His palm clamps over my mouth and nose and his fingers tighten around my throat. As the blood pounds in my ears, almost matching the intense rhythm Alexei is fucking me to.

“So beautiful, Lara.” He praises.

At the point my head starts to spin, he moves his hand allowing me to take in more air before clamping it over again.

My legs shake against him, I close my eyes.

“Look at me, Lara. I need to see you,” he demands.

As I open them, my back arches and his piercing hits the spot.

“Such a good girl.” His deep voice, and his dirty words have me on the edge of exploding.

“I’m about to fill you up, baby, you better come with me.”

He removes his hand and I gasp for air.

“Holy shit,” I pant.

“Give it to me. Come for me.” His words send thrills through me.

With one final thrust and his hand back in place on my neck, I fall apart for him.

He rolls us over, so I’m on top cuddled against him as he strokes my cheek.

“Still alive, that's good.” There’s amusement in his tone.

“God. So good. You’re a natural.” My breath slows as my limbs relax.

“Only for you.”

I stifle a yawn, and he pokes his finger in my mouth, almost making me heave.

“Alexei. That is so annoying.”

His chest vibrates beneath me as he laughs. “I know. Funny though.”

I shuffle on my side and snuggle up against him.

“What’s the plan for tomorrow? I’m not working.”

I trace my finger idly over his six pack.

“Then we go have some fun. I will think of something.”