Page 81 of Love Me in the Dark

Angelina

The sheets brushedmy oversensitive skin, and anticipation skittered up my spine as I waited. I had nothing seductive to wear, so I was naked in bed instead. The dense darkness outside the window fell hours ago, and I’d spent that time arguing with myself over the wisdom of my plan.

The romantic little girl inside me loved Viktor’s words this morning, but I had no idea if I could trust this man. I knew I felt the pull towards him that he’d spoken of, and he was incredibly handsome, which I wasn’t sure I’d find again. So while I hadn’t fully embraced the terror of plan C, I wanted to rid myself of my virginity, and I was certain Viktor would make that enjoyable. Then I would find out how and when he planned to help me find Rada, and if he was lying, I’d need to escape.

I had scoped out my route earlier because all the doors and windows downstairs were locked. Next to the balcony in this room, a wooden structure was attached to the wall where all the ivy grew. It seemed solid, and all the plant roots clung thickly to the wall.

I knew Rada would be proud of me. She always told me to have at least two or three plans in case the first went to devils, which was her favourite phrase.All the planning helped me feel less guilty for lying here while she was still imprisoned.

The door handle turned, and I froze, butterflies assaulting my stomach. Viktor entered wearing the same suit he had worn earlier. His eyes found me, and I gulped. Steeling my courage, I sat up in bed, and the covers skimmed across my skin as they fell, exposing my top half to him. His gaze heated, and he prowled towards me.

“What are you doing,Puhcho?”

“Trying to seduce you,” I answered honestly.

He approached the edge of the bed, bringing his intoxicating aftershave with him.

Reaching down, he cupped my cheek. “There’s notryingneeded. You captured me with that first look.”

“Show me,” I said, boldly, my stomach flipping over.

He leaned over, bringing his lips close to mine but hovering just above them as my pulse accelerated in my chest.

“Tell me what you want.”

Seizing his wrist, I guided it down to my breast. His breathing hitched and I enjoyed finding a chink in this powerful man's armour.

“I want you to fuck me.” I shivered as need pulsed through me.

Viktor's lips crashed into mine, and the rough rasp of his beard coupled with the soft firmness of his lips made me moan. He flicked his thumb across my nipple, and I arched into his touch.

“A better man would say no,” he muttered, although the look on his face told me he had no intention of declining my offer.

Ripping the bedding away, he pressed me back against the mattress, and his clothes brushed against my naked skin. Ifumbled with the buttons of his shirt as the sensations of his kiss overwhelmed my brain. His tongue swept into my mouth as I gasped, abandoning his buttons and gripping his suit jacket. He lifted his head away and I sucked a breath as he trailed kisses down my jaw to my neck, biting and sucking the skin there.

“You are mine,” he murmured against my skin.

His possessive words ignited something deep inside me. Everywhere he touched was sensitive, and I grew wet between my legs. He pulled back and stood up. I watched him as he ripped his suit jacket off and made quick work of the buttons I’d half opened. The strong lines of his chest came into view, and I squirmed on the bed as he exposed more of his body. He removed his trousers, and the black boxers he wore were straining at the front; the outline of his erection caused me to gulp in anticipation. I waited, but instead of removing them, he grabbed my legs, yanking me down the bed. I trembled as he settled on his knees between my spread thighs. He gripped them possessively, his eyes roving over every naked inch of me. I fisted my hands, resisting the urge to cover myself as I lay splayed open to his gaze.

“You are perfection,” he said, his voice was gravelly and deep.

Without warning, he leaned forward and pressed his face to me and licked a strip up the centre of my pussy.

“Viktor!” I squealed.

His fingers dug into my flesh as I tried to close my legs, pinning me in place.

“Lie still and let me worship my pussy.”

“Y-your pussy?”

“Yes, mine.” He stared back up the length of my body, and I shivered at the ferocity of his gaze.

He returned to licking and sucking and I moaned as tingles of pleasure flooded out from everywhere he touched. I gripped the sheets beneath me and bucked my hips up to meet him. Thesensations were overwhelming, and a pressure began building. Viktor nudged my entrance with his finger; the blunt thickness sent a new spiral of need through me, and I thrashed my head from side to side.

“So snug it’s going to fit my cock like a glove,” he groaned, and I shuddered as he slid his fingers in deeper, filling me.

The feverish need building inside me melted away my nerves, and I couldn’t wait to feel him inside me. Viktor returned to his task and focused intensely on my clit which sent shocks of pleasure through me. His finger massaged something deep inside me, and I exploded, screaming his name as he used his skilled tongue to prolong my orgasm.