Chapter song ❤️ Tory Lanez and Jacquees slow grind
Sharp blue eyes follows him as he sit up taking fluid stride to the couch unbuttoning his suit jacket in a commanding stance settling his huge self to occupy the majority of couch. I could see why people feared him; Vadim is both intimidating and blessed with the looks. Dangerous and tempting. Loving the way his silver grey acquaint with my body, his hair sleek back itching for my hand to run through in throes of passion showing off his defined jawline. Plump lips drawing me to it, he smirks. My mind screams perfection melting under his gaze.
Breathing in, breathing out, feeling a migraine building up. He says nothing just watching me like the daredevil he is watch him back. Running in my head is to what extent do the Ivanov sons control everything around them. Control me. The fathers and now the sons.
I can never really escape them.
I was told not to mess with the Russians. I lived with them, grow up in their lifestyle, fucked two of their own who is bent on driving me crazy; and that's all it took for me to fully grasp the deeper meaning laced behind the words why people feared the family. To me, five words.
Never mess with the Ivanovs.
Guess it's too late for my own redemption seeing that I broke the number one rule as flashes of Andrei and Vadim having me floods my thoughts.
Firmly. "I will dance. I'll be your stripper." A devilish grin appears on his lips.
If that's what it will take to have my life back from two Russians ready to go the length to teach me hard lessons. I am theirs and they are not letting go; even if it means to make me a modern day Rapunzel.
Turning on my heels to get the hell out of this brooding sexy giant twice my size and his beautiful stormy silver grey eyes. He says.
"Now, Krasivaya." Face poker and daring, waiting for me to oppose.
Halting in my steps with a sense of hesitation. He continues. "Prove to me you can earn your freedom and I'll accept it as an act of providence."
Flexing his shoulders shrugging off the black jacket throwing it on the armrest leaving him in black dress shirt and grey pants. Reaching for the holster pulling it off placing it carefully on the centre table in front of him. He groans seemingly relaxed squaring my gaze with his dominant one.
"Make it good or..." Leaving the unspoken words hanging on the balance of my performance.
I glare at him, like how dare he?
Scanning the room in search of... there it is, my body directs me towards the wet bar shakily reaching for a bottle. I could feel his heated eyes on me making me gulp down the strong liquid in dire need of the alcohol confidence.
Dancing for those men is one thing cause you feel nothing; dancing for Vadim is everything my body reacts lustfully, as much as I hate to admit it I long to please him feeling my body come alive to seek his approval, his touch, wanting his tempting gaze on me. Hating myself for enjoying the moment when I should be furious he took everything from me giving me an ultimatum. Dance for him.
Announcing. "Don't touch me. That is the house number one rule."
He give a cocky grin running his hand through his brown locks with me sucking in a much needed air seeing as some fell on his face making him more sexier desire radiating in the room. Grey eyes darken as I pull down the zipper of my hoodie revealing a matching two piece white lace teddy contrasting against my toned skin. He growls fanning his gaze from my long legs to my creamy thighs meeting my slender waist up to the swell of my breasts hardened with arousal. I breath praying the goosebumps are not visible to his eyes.
Good love till your body gets weak, baby. Closing my eyes getting into play as Tory Lanez and Jacquees slow grind ring in my ears.
Dismissing his gaze lost in the song playing, hands fly above my head rolling my hips seductively, left, right and grind snapping to him watching me intensely eyes lock on the sensual sway of my hips. Throwing a leg in the air just like I do on the pole flexing my back touching the floor with my hands for balance landing on a perfect split.
Vadim's eyes dilate as hand reaches for his tie loosening the knot, grey pools darken watching my hips roll still in the split before snapping my legs together throwing my upper half forward to remove my heel leaving me bare feet back to split slow grinding my hips in beat to the song.
My body weakens knowing I have his unwavering attention on me. Caressing my breasts seductively going on my knees grazing my pussy while squeezing my breast. He growls creating a smile on my lips.
Biting my lips giving a flirty smile, I switch to all fours shaking my ass loving the primal look he gives as my ass jiggles; swiftly falling to my back raising my hips in the air rolling, whining and grinding seductively.
"Come to me, Krasivaya." He commands huskily.
And my body succumbs, not, turning to the side to watch his heated gaze on me trailing my hands from my hips all the way to my pussy parting my leg for him to see how juicy it is, eyes close sucking my lips in moving my hands further up to my chest pinching my taut nipples. Mmh.
He growls, threatening. "Don't make me come to you, Krasivaya." He warns creating a naughty grin on my lips.
Back on my knees dancing with my hands wildly running all over my body; eyes, lips, my neck, aroused nipples squeezing my breasts, clawing my waist sensually as my hips sway in wild abandon tapping my pussy lost in the song. Standing up, imagining I'm on the pole rolling my body like the stripper I am, throwing my legs in the air making contact with his eyes. Going low, twerking and jiggling my ass singing along with the song. It feels good.
Suddenly, it isn't my hands I feel replacing his with mine thanks to my imaginative state, soft moans escapes my lips as flashes of his hands on me like the night of Michael's party. His lips hot on my skin giving me promising pleasure as his dick thrusts into my clenching sex.
"Vadim." I moan loving the softness of his lips sucking my neck. His hands on my pussy in fast circles as the other fondles my breasts. Twisting my body to an odd angle just to crawl slamming on hips as if fucking the floor taking a swift turn rolling my legs in the air pushing back up sensually.
This time, it's his lips behind my ear whispering sweet Russian thrusting wild into me.
"Krasivaya." The voice held on edge too close to be a figment of my thoughts snaps my eyes open.
Standing proud, tall and angry yet excited seeing his visible dick print wanting to burst out of its restraint a few inches from my face. Tilting my gaze up seeing as he looks down at me heatedly. Arousal seeps out of my pussy soaking my panties watching his beautiful silver grey unblinking.
I grip his legs as support getting on my knees. Immediately, his hands wound my hips burying his head on the crook of my neck breathing deep. Mmh. I was beyond soaked.
Yelping when he tug my curls exposing my tender neck to him. Panting. "I say, don't touch me, Vadim. House rules."
Rip!!!
Gasping. My flimsy thong snaps around his fingers, he twirls me watching him sniff my thong. An animalistic groan gives way to a sinister smile staring at him in shock. It was so hot the way hungry eyes made my legs feel weak. And I love it. Fuck.
Gripping my hair sudden. He grins devilishly. "It's a good thing I own the house. So, I make the rule."
Cupping my ass cheeks hoisting me on his waist, my hands clings to neck surrendering myself wholly to him. "Enough dancing. I am going to fuck you now." Confessing, I nod needing this as much as he if not more.
Crashing is heard before my back meets the surface of his table watching the dangerous glint glowing in his eyes. My pussy leaks out more juice throbbing painfully I pulled him joining our lips together working on his buttons.
Just as I wanted it rough kisses covered my face, my neck finally my lips. Our breathing erratic pulling the shirt off him and him ripping my bra off, moaning at the touch of his cold skin on my warm flesh. He kiss me harder playing with my swollen breasts as I fumble with his zipper freeing his erect-blessed-above others-to-be-worshipped manhood wrapping my legs on his waist bringing him down with such force he slammed into me I feared the table will break.
"Ugh, Fuck!" We moan out.
He pulls out roughly, I arch moaning louder. "I'm going to earn you, Krasivaya. I am going to earn you hard." Vadim chuckles darkly slamming repeatedly in my soaked sex.
"Oh fuck, yes!"
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