Sergei by Roxie Rivera Read Free Book Online Page B

sweet cunt still teased him. Those whimpering sighs and her high-pitched cries as she came against his tongue echoed in his head. He was already thinking of all the ways he could make Bianca scream his name when he was finally able to make love to her.
    Her heavy, full breasts rubbed against his chest. Wanting to feel their weight, he cupped them. The dark discs of her nipples enticed him. He lightly pinched her flesh, drawing the points to puckered peaks. She sighed with such pleasure. Straddling his thigh, she rocked atop him and her wet pussy dragged against his leg. He battled the primitive urge to haul Bianca up a little higher and thrust up into the slick, feminine heat of her.
    Buying the biggest box of condoms available jumped to the top of his to-do list. He'd always been very careful with the women he slept with, never trusting birth control to protect against a pregnancy or relying on anything less than that latex barrier to prevent an STD. The underground fighting club where he competed required the fighters to be tested regularly because the matches usually left the floors so bloody. He trusted the results provided by the club doctor but he would never ask Bianca to rely on them. He'd never put her at risk like that. He'd have to get proof so she would believe he took her safety seriously.
    "Relax." Bianca placed her smaller hands on his chest and swept them across his pecs and down his biceps. "It's my turn to make you feel good."
    He groaned as her hand glided down his abdomen. "You already are."
    She sifted her fingers through the nest of curls there before grasping the base of his dick. "Look at how big you are, Sergei."
    His cock had always been a point of fascination for women. He suspected it was one of the reasons so many of them threw themselves at him—and used him to satisfy their curiosity. Hearing Bianca remark on his impressive length and thickness touched on a weakness in his emotional armor. He didn't want to think she was like that but…
    Eyes narrowed with concern, Bianca touched his jaw. "What's wrong? Did I—?"
    Framing her face between his hands, he sat up and peered into the dark orbs that had ensnared him those many months ago. "Why are you letting me have you tonight?"
    Her expression sharpened to one of annoyance. "What kind of question is that?"
    "I want to know if you're letting this happen because you actually want me or if I'm a box you want to tick off some list."
    "Did it ever occur to you that I'm wondering the same thing?"
    He was taken aback by her question. "Why would you—?"
    "Have you looked at us?" she interrupted. "You're, like, this ridiculously sexy Adonis of a man, and I'm this short, fat—"
    Refusing to listen to Bianca cut herself down, he corrected gruffly, "Beautiful, smart, talented, successful businesswoman." He shook his head. "You could have any man you want. I'm the one who had to chase after you, remember?"
    She studied his face. "Why, Sergei? Why me?"
    "If you have to ask that question, I haven't done this right. Maybe I need to take another turn right down—"
    "No." Smiling, she grasped his wrist and stopped his hand from slipping between her thighs. "I think I got the message."
    Sergei laced their fingers together. Even though he typically despised any signs of weakness, he allowed that hard mask he'd worn since his teenage years to slip momentarily. "Do you like me at all, Bianca?"
    She caressed his cheek but didn't answer immediately. Eventually, she admitted, "I've tried not to like you. I really have….but I can't stop what I'm feeling. I'm here with you right now in my bed and not in the guest room or downstairs on the couch because I want to be here with you. Because I want you ."
    Bianca kissed him then, her mouth so soft and sweet against his. She trailed her fingertips down his face, the pressure as light as a feather, and deepened their kiss. The erotic tangle of their tongues made his stomach clench and his balls ache. With a little shoved,