Bend For Him (Volkov Crime Family 1)

“Get in,” he said, opening the door to his car.

The parking lot was packed. I climbed inside. He got behind the wheel and drove us to the far end of the lot, around to the back of the strip mall. There were a few spaces tucked underneath a row of trees with low-hanging branches. He pulled the car across three empty spaces and parked. I couldn’t see another car or person in sight.

He turned to me. “Do you know why I brought you out here?”

“You said we should celebrate.”

“Yeah, I did. And that’s partly true. But the real reason.”

I shook my head. “I’m not sure.”

“I wanted you to see my world. I wanted to show you off, but mostly I wanted you to understand that my life isn’t just an endless string of fights and killings. You come from a mob family, so you know how close those groups can be.”

“My family used to be close, but I’m not sure anymore.”

He shrugged. “We’re still close. We’re a little family, even if none of us are related. We’re a brotherhood… willing to die for each other. That’s almost better than family, yeah?”

“Why are you telling me all this?”

“Because you need to know the kind of man you’re involved with.” He leaned closer to me and reached out. I leaned in to his touch and let his hand slide against my cheek. I turned into it, my heart racing at the calluses on his fingers.

“And what kind of man’s that?”

I met his eyes. He stared back

“Protective. Angry. Willing to do whatever I have to do to get what I want.”

“What do you want?”

“I want a lot of things. But right now, I want this.” His fingers moved back, intertwining into my hair. “I want you lips. Your eyes. Your tongue. Your hair. Your legs wrapped around my hips. I want your moans, your sweat, your cum.”

My mouth hung open as he leaned closer. He kissed me, slow at first, then harder, his tongue sliding against mine, invading my mouth, sending a thrill of desire all through my skin.

I couldn’t help it. I melted into that kiss. I bit his lip and shifted closer. He turned to me and pulled off my top, throwing it onto the floor. He kissed my neck, teased my breasts, then unfastened the top button of my jeans.

I wiggled out of them. His hands roamed my skin, sending jolts of desire all over.

“I’m not going to wait to take you home,” he said. “I don’t have the patience for that. Not when you look this good. Not when I want you this bad.”

“You don’t have to wait. I’m right here.”

“I’m a greedy man, little bird. If I’m going to have you, I’m going to have every inch. I won’t settle for halfway.”

“Good.” I leaned closer, ran a finger down his bottom lip. “Right now, I’m all yours.”

He pulled me across the center console and pushed his seat all the way back. I straddled his hips and leaned forward, my ass inches from the steering wheel. He gripped my hips as I pressed down along his hard cock through his jeans. I rolled my back and rubbed myself against him, panting as I did it, pleasure blooming through my body.

His growls of delight sent waves of pleasure through my body. He bit my lip and spanked my ass hard. I rode him faster, gliding my soaking wet pussy over his hard cock, then couldn’t take it anymore. I reached down, unbuckled his belt, pulled it off. I tugged at his jeans and pushed them down enough to feel his thin boxer briefs.

I started riding again, grinding myself down along his shaft. “Gorgeous girl,” he whispered. “Perfect, gorgeous girl. Your wet little pussy’s soaked through those panties. How long have you been thinking about this, huh?”

“All night,” I moaned.

“That’s right. All night, sitting in that bar, thinking about my thick cock between your legs. That’s filthy, you know that? Meeting all these new people, but all you can think about is my thick, hard cock.” He grabbed my hair hard and pulled as I rode him faster, moaning, pleasure writhing through my skin.

“I can’t help it. You make me feel this way.”

“Damn right I do. You want to be down on all fours for me, ass in the air, let me lick up that soaking wet pussy, let it drip down on my tongue. I’ll taste every inch of your gorgeous little body until you’re moaning and begging me to fuck you into submission. You like it when I fuck you rough, girl?”

I gasped as he spanked my ass and pulled my hair. Pleasure rocketed through me. “Yes,” I moaned, and I worked my hips faster, riding his boxer briefs against my panties.

I couldn’t help myself. I came then, back shaking, body trembling. I came hard as I rode him, grinding down on my panties, soaking through, making his shaft wet.