Rogue Hearts

His hands slid up her leg. “Sometimes distractions can be amazing.”

“I thought you wanted to talk about us,” she said. She shifted her weight like she might move away, but she didn’t.

Already, he could hear the hesitation in her breath and almost feel the pulse in her thigh beating against his hand as he slid up farther. “That’s what I said, but being this close to you has me changing my mind.”

He took that moment to let his hand reach her covered pussy. She was wet and ready for him just like he thought she’d be. All thought of talking escaped him as he pushed her panties aside and stuck two fingers inside her.

She moaned. “Andrei.”

“God, I love the way your beautiful skin flushes when you get excited like that.” His thumb flicked her clit, and she moved forward, forcing his fingers in deeper. “We could turn this into an argument or a discussion. It doesn’t matter, but one thing is certain. I’m going to fuck you tonight and make sure we both enjoy it.”

He didn’t wait for her to say anything to contradict him. He removed any chance of that by claiming those sweet, luscious lips of hers. Before any talk of what they were to each other happened, he wanted her to feel how much he wanted her, needed her.

He loved the way she opened up to him, making it easy for him to take control. He moved his fingers inside of her and found that special spot to make her moan even louder. In that moment, it didn’t matter what anyone else thought or wanted them to do.

Fuck what was right or wrong, because he craved her more than anything or anyone. Andrei knew without a doubt that she wanted him. He could not get her out of his mind all day, and he’d be damned if he was going to let anyone take her away from him. He couldn’t get enough of her. They hadn’t been together in days, but it felt like weeks. Too fucking long. He had to be inside of her soon or he was going to go crazy.

Andrei lifted her up and carried her to his bed. He took his time removing her clothes she was an orange for him to peel. He had to get to the succulent fruit inside, no matter the cost. He caressed her tummy and moved up to cup her breast, so ripe that it filled his hand perfectly. He enjoyed her fingers roaming through his hair as he went down further to kiss her tempting opening that was just for him.

He used his tongue to find her clit, and when he did, the muscles in her thighs contracted around him. He could feel tremors going through her body as she arched her back and began to thrust against his tongue. He grabbed her hips with both hands to hold on and keep contact with her clit. She screamed with pleasure as her clit expanded enough for him to suck even harder on it.

His fingers found her luscious opening again as he continued to explore her clit and discover the addictive reactions she had from his attentions. He knew and she was coming, could sense it but a pending storm ready to explode. Her screams were endless as copious amounts of juices poured out of her. To Andrei, her taste was the sweetest thing he’d ever enjoyed, and he licked away every bit of the sweet nectar she provided for him.

His cock pressed hard against his boxers for he had become hard as a brick and felt the pre-cum dripped from his tip.

He couldn’t wait anymore, so he rose up and shoved his boxers down his legs like a man possessed.

“Are you ready for me, Victoria?” he asked.

She moaned, still in her euphoric afterglow.

“No, baby. I want to hear you say it. Tell me how much you want me.”

“I want you, Andrei,” she said. “Need you. Please.”

Her words took away any restraint he had left. He guided his tip to her opening and felt the wetness that still lingered there. His cock throbbed as he pushed into her hot, dripping pussy that belonged to him. Her body was his. All of her belonged to him, and he was going to make sure she understood it now and remembered that in the future.

Victoria felt so good around him that he had to keep from coming too soon. He stilled himself, forcing his body to cooperate until they both had their fill.

When he finally regained some sense of control, he moved. Victoria sighed into his ear, and he immediately wanted more. He found a steady rhythm moving in and out of her. She held onto his shoulders as if she was holding on for dear life, but even that wasn’t enough for him. He needed primal and raw ecstasy. He wanted her to claw at his back and scream his name.

Her pussy gripped his cock hard, testing his patience and endurance. If she wanted more, he could give her all she wanted and then some.

He picked up each stroke, each thrust powerful and hard so they both felt it and remembered. Thrashing around, scratching, biting one another like this was their last fuck ever. He didn’t know if his desperation after his father told him to end it flavored his urgency, but it wasn’t long until he felt her orgasm thrum through her body and into him, setting him off. He followed her peak and exploded deep inside of her, filling her with every essence of him.

They came together and returned back to reality before collapsing in each other’s arms. There was no more doubt in his mind. This woman belonged to him. She was his, and no one was ever going to take her away from him. That was a silent oath he made to himself, and he would be damned if he’d ever break it.

Chapter 11

Victoria

“Why am I getting a call from a prominent judge asking you be removed from the Stavenoff case? You haven’t even been back in court a day!” District Attorney Andrew Smith ran his fingers through his already graying hair. Being DA took a toll on you, no matter who you were or how well you did your job.

“I know, sir,” Victoria said. She was expecting to have a little more time before she talked to her boss about what happened in court, but apparently Judge Hughes moved fast. She’d come clean to her boss about her and Andrei. There was no other choice, and she wasn’t a liar, despite the reputation lawyers made for themselves. “I am still able to do my job well, sir. I didn’t mean for this to happen. I promise.”

“Well, I hope not. This isn’t some nightly television drama, Bellamy. We practice real law here. More than that, we’re public servants who represent the people. Most public legal systems would let you go even at the hint of a scandal.”

“We didn’t know we’d be facing each other in court again.” The room was spinning, and she felt nauseous. Recently, she wasn’t handling stress well.