Page 31 of Seduced By the Russian

"Nikolai…"

"Now!"

"I wasn't planning on doing anything with him, Nikolai!"

"But you wanted him, even for the slightest second. If not, you wouldn't have let him touch you – wouldn’t allow his filthy hands to caress your back."

Lisa shook her head emphatically. She felt so small sitting in the middle of the bed, with Nikolai's dark eyes watching her, the pools inside crashing like waves in the night. Well, he always had that hold on her - it was hard to describe. It pushed her to the verge of danger yet held on to her tightly and tenderly.

"I hated every minute of his hands on my skin," Lisa revealed, her heart thumping wildly. She didn't know what Nikolai had planned out, but it sure as hell made her nervous and excited.

"Are you just saying that because you think it is what I want to hear?" Nikolai stalked over to her, and she realized that he had somehow lost the scarf around his neck, his chest in her line of direction.

"No!" Lisa shook her head again. "I promise! I was doing nothing with him."

About an hour ago, when she was downstairs with the self-conceited Volkov, the only reason she had not walked away from him was because of how furious it made Nikolai as he continued staring hard at them. Lisa wanted to play with him at his own game. Who said it was alright to bring that woman around here, throw the bitch around in Lisa's face, yet keep her from doing whatever she fucking wanted?

"And it will stay that way, because you are mine, krastoka." His eyes leveled with her, and he licked his lips in the most primal of ways, yet it managed to send heat down her spine. "You are fucking mine. Now strip."

Maybe it was because of his intense-laced voice, or the way his eyes swept through her without a care in the world, but in a second, Lisa was on her knees on the bed, pulling off her dress. Her hands loosened the flimsy rope at the back, and Nikolai ate her hungrily as she shimmied it down her hips, standing to get it off her.

“You. Little. Slut.” The Russian Bear grunted in approval as his eyes zeroed on her core, increasing the heat Lisa was feeling. "Did you ditch your underwear because you knew that motherfucker would be around today?"

Pulling her roughly to the edge of the bed, Nikolai slid three fingers into her at once, bringing her head close to his mouth. Lisa screamed in insane passion as her body opened up to accept all three fingers. "Did you anticipate him fucking you with his fingers in the bathroom with the music playing behind your backs?"

Lisa moaned in response, even though she tried to fight it. "No, Nikolai!" Her protests were feeble and weak, sounding like a love-starved woman. "I did it for you! I thought you would… I thought…"

Nikolai slid his fingers out abruptly, leaving Lisa sighing with need. He walked to the open drawers and poked around in the back until he found the collection he was looking for. Walking back to the bed, he placed all seven dildos on the bed and asked Lisa to pick one.

"I don't know… I have never used them before."

Of course. The first time he fucked her, she was a virgin. It would have been weird if she was experienced in sex toys.

"It's not rocket science," Nikolai murmured. "I'm sure you must have seen them being used in those dirty porn you used to watch when you thought no one was looking."

Lisa looked at him from beneath her lashes, and something tugged in Nikolai's heart. Swiftly ignoring it, he tried again. "Pick one, or I'll do it for you."

"The red one." Her shy voice held his dick captive, and Nikolai was hoping it wouldn't get released anytime soon.

"Great choice," he purred, returning the rest to the drawer. The silicon dildo had been personally made for Nikolai, as it was the exact shape and size of his cock. He got it six months ago, shortly before Lisa appeared in his life. And it had never been used. "It's the first good decision you have made since the evening started. Oh! That and the dress. I don't want to ask you who got it because I am hoping to God that the matron picked it herself. If not, whoever got it will regret ever meeting you."

"The matron picked it up," Lisa breathed, her eyes still watching Nikolai.

He grabbed a chair and sat by the foot of the bed, with his back reclined on the backrest.

"Start."

"What?" The look on her face was pure disbelief. She expected something else.

"This is me, Lisa. All of me. And I want to watch you play with yourself enough to get me fucking hard and coming. Use the dildo in your hand to bring pleasure to yourself, krastoka. Do it for me."

Lisa looked from the dildo to Nikolai. He already had his pants down, his hardening cock in view, the sight teasing her senses.

"You look like you need some help." The Russian Bear got her startled, grabbing the dildo and turning it on. The soft whir got Lisa jumping for a second, but that was quickly overtaken by the sudden thrust inside of her as Nikolai inserted the dildo inside her pussy. Lisa's eyes widened as it sent waves throughout her body, pushing her slowly to her limit. Her fingers scratched Nikolai's back through the shirt, and moisture sprung in the corner of her eyes. She bit her lips and threw her head back, lost in the moment.

"You can't have all the fun alone," Nikolai drawled, then placed her right hand on the dildo before returning to the chair at the foot of the bed, his hand hovering over his dick.

"That's right, krastoka," he murmured with a husky tone that had Lisa moaning out a little too loud if the room was not soundproofed. "Bury it deeper into you."

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