Free Russian Killer's Baby by Bella Rose Page B

it to the floor. His pants were next. He unfastened them and shoved them down over his hips along with his boxers.
    She grabbed his shaft in her hands before he’d managed to kick off his boots. Feliks groaned and fell back onto her bed. Her soft palms felt so good against the raging hot skin stretched tight over his cock. When she began to pump him from base to tip, he was lost completely.
    “You’re so hard,” she whispered. Bending over, she placed her lips right on the tip of him and gave him a tender kiss. “I want to ride you, Feliks. I want to come while I’m fucking you. Can I do that?”
    He was going to die. He couldn’t even find the words to tell her yes. A knowing smile curved her lips, and she climbed astride him on the bed. She had never been a shrinking violet, but the Valkyrie teasing him into a frenzy was more than he’d ever dreamed of finding in any woman.
    She dragged her naked breasts over his torso. The soft flesh teased him, but when he went to touch her with his hands, she grabbed his wrists and pinned them down.
    “No,” she told him. “You’re going to let me play this time, or I’m going to stop and find some clothes.”
    Feliks didn’t argue. He enjoyed her boldness far too much for that. And in the soft light of her bedside lamp, he could savor the sight of her as well. It was any man’s dream come true.
    ANNIKA WAS DRUNK with what she might have called her feminine power. As she rubbed her body against Feliks’s, she soaked up every nuance of his reaction to her. The way his breath would catch and the sight of his muscles tensing reflexively was flattering. She was making him squirm. She was in control.
    Her core was soaking wet. Everything south of her navel was swollen and heavy with arousal. She spread her legs and felt her sex tremble as she let herself just barely glide up against the length of his cock.
    The slick meeting of their flesh felt incredible. She let herself dip lower and ground against him. He made a guttural noise that only served to increase her need. She wanted him so badly. She wanted this. It was as if her hormones were on fire for this man.
    She gazed down at him and felt a strong sense of possessiveness. Taking his hands, she lifted them to her breasts. He cupped the heaviness, and she gasped in delight. They were much more sensitive than they had been in the past, and the more he teased her nipples the more she felt a corresponding quiver between her legs.
    Feliks rolled the taut nubs between his fingers, pinching lightly until she could stand it no more. The empty ache inside her pussy could only be satisfied by one thing. Arching her back, she shifted her hips until she felt the tip of his cock catch against her slick opening.
    He hissed when she allowed his cock to sink deep inside her body. Annika cried out, the sound echoing around the room like an animal in the throes of lust. She didn’t care. She was past caring. The only thing that mattered was fulfillment.
    She put her hands on his chest. His slid down to her hips. He urged her to move, to rock against him even as she used her knees to ride him. The friction inside her body only made her want more. She could feel her orgasm building. Her legs began to tingle as the heat of desire gathered at the base of her spine.
    Beneath her, Feliks was using his hips to meet every motion of her body with the thrust of his cock. The sensation was exquisite. She let him set the pace, uncaring of who was in control. There was no her and no him. It was just the two of them in a race to find the top and see who could free fall the fastest.
    She shouted, uncertain of what she was saying and only knowing that she couldn’t stop. She was so close she could nearly touch the stars. Frustration began to build as she felt her peak slipping away. Then Feliks found the nub of her clit between her swollen pussy lips and gently circled it with the tip of his index finger.
    Pleasure exploded through Annika’s body. She