Crave (Beneath The Secrets #3)

65. Lara

CHAPTER 65

LARA

I let out a shriek as he flips me onto my stomach, my head is fuzzy as I suck in a breath. With my head buried in the pillow, I’m soaked for him, I can feel it dripping down my thighs as he caresses my ass cheeks.

“Fuck me, Alexei.” I hardly recognize my own voice. It’s full of need like the little slut I am for this man.

I wiggle my hips and am rewarded with a slap that has me stifling a moan into the soft satin.

Anticipation builds in my core, I’m so close to the edge, ready to explode.

He works his hands up both my sides, his fingers dig into my skin.

“Please?”

I am so desperate for more, I could cry. My entire body is on fire and blood is pounding in my ears.

“Is this how you like waking up? Begging for my cock?” His deep Russian accent is thick with lust and it turns me on more.

“Every day if you want,” I reply.

I wish he wasn’t leaving me.

“Is that right? You were so fucking wet for me, were you dreaming about me?”

He pushes the tip in and it’s almost a relief.

“Always,”

This right here is all I’ve ever wanted, just waking up next to him, calling him mine. Letting him love me the way we both crave.

He wraps my hair around his fist, yanking my head back. I swear everything is so much more heightened when you’ve just woken up.

“I need to hear you come for me.” He sinks inside and I swear my eyes nearly roll to the back of my head.

“Gimme your wrists,” he demands.

So I push my chest more into the mattress and do as he says, placing them together behind my back for him. He grabs both in one hand, pulling on my hair so my head is back up and the pain sears through my skull, but it’s completely dulled by the fact he’s fucking me to the point I could forget my name.

And forget what he told me last night.

With every thrust, his groans fill the room, echoed with my own moans that I can’t even control.

“I said I need to hear you. I can feel your tight cunt strangling my cock, so come for me and make it loud, baby.”

I’m a complete hoe for anything he tells me to do and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

And I let go.

Just like he tells me to. Because with him, I am free.

My body jolts forward on the bed as he fucks me from behind, I let the violent orgasm ripple through every fiber of me. I can’t see straight as my body trembles around him. But he doesn’t stop, instead riding me through it leaving me gasping for air.

As he flips me onto my back, our eyes lock as he sits on his heels and strokes his huge cock. I don’t take my eyes off him, licking my lips waiting for him to tip over the edge.

I gasp as he leans forward, grabs me by the throat to sit me up, the tip of his dick between my breasts.

He tilts his head, roaring my name as the warm liquid spills all over my chest, running over my tingling nipples.

“Fuck, Lara,” he groans, loosening his grip on me, bringing his face back to mine with a satisfied smirk on his lips.

Damn, he’s fine.

He glimpses down at my breasts, tipping my chin up to him.

“Like a piece of fucking art,”

He softly wipes some of his cum with two fingers and hovers them in front of my lips.

“Open, taste what you do to me.”

His salty flavor is on my tongue, closing my mouth around his fingers I suck him clean and swallow.

When he leans in and kisses me, the realization that this will be our last time for a while sinks in.

“Let's have a shower, get cleaned up and then have some breakfast together?” he asks, running his thumb along my jaw.

“Sounds good.” I’m not hungry. I’ll eat so he doesn’t worry. I can’t have him losing concentration because of my damn issues.

“Good girl.” He drops another kiss on my lips making me melt against him.

“I’m going to miss this,” I whisper.

“Me too. I’ll be back before you know it, I’m sure of it.”

That’s the worst part.

We are all left in the dark, we have no control over this. Only that bitch, Tatiana, does.

And if she hurts my Alexei, I’ll hunt her down myself.