Page 45 of Tracking Shadows

"Say it," he commands. "Beg for it."

I open my eyes, meeting his dark, intense gaze. "I won't beg."

A flash of challenge enters his eyes, but he merely chuckles and steps back, breaking contact. "Fine," he says, his eyes glittering with a dangerous light. "Have it your way."

Before I can respond, he reaches out, grabs my wrists, and turns me around. He guides me back toward the table, positioning me with my palms flat against the smooth wood.

I feel his hands on my hips, guiding me back until I can feel the tip of his cock rubbing against my pussy. He teases me,rubbing the head up and down my slick folds, torturing me with what I need.

"Alexei," I breathe, my body arching back, silently pleading for him to stop teasing and give me what we both want.

"What is it, Irina?" he asks. Why is he so maddeningly calm? He continues to rub the head of his cock against my clit, sending sparks of pleasure through me. "You want something?"

"I want you inside me," I whisper, my voice thick with need. "Please."

He leans forward, his mouth close to my ear as he speaks. "That's not how you ask," he purrs. "Beg for it."

I bite my lip, my body trembling with the effort of staying still. "I won't beg," I say again.

"Suit yourself," he says, and then he's back to teasing me, using the head of his cock to stroke my clit, bringing me to the edge but never taking me over.

The pleasure is building, coiling tight in my core, and I can't take much more. "Fuck! Please, Alexei, please," I gasp, my voice breaking as I struggle to maintain control. "I need you."

He stills, and for a moment, I think he's going to deny me. "What was that?" he asks against my ear. "I couldn't quite hear you."

I swallow hard, my pride warring with my desire. "Please," I whisper. "Please fuck me."

"With pleasure," he growls, and then he's lining himself up, the head of his cock pressing against my entrance.

He thrusts forward, burying himself deep inside me in one smooth stroke. We both groan, the sound filling the room as he stretches me, filling me in a way that sends sparks of pleasure through my veins.

His hands grip my hips, guiding my movements as he sets a brutal pace, driving into me with a force that sends shockwaves of pleasure through my body. I push back against him, meeting each of his thrusts with one of my own, my body moving in perfect synchrony with his.

He pulls out almost entirely before slamming back into me. The force of his thrusts drives the air from my lungs, and I cry out, my head falling back to rest on the table.

"That's it, baby," he growls, his teeth nipping at my neck. "Can you feel how deep I'm inside you?"

He pulls out again, and I whimper, not wanting to lose the connection and the feel of him buried so deliciously within me. But then he's filling me again, his hips slapping against my ass as he sets a relentless pace.

"You feel so fucking good, Irina," he pants, his fingers digging into my hips. "So tight and wet."

"Yes," I moan, my head falling forward as he hits that spot inside me. "Right there, Alexei. Don't stop."

He groans in response, his breath hot on my shoulder as he continues to thrust into me, his hips slamming against me witheach stroke. I can feel the buildup, the coil of pleasure tightening within me, and I know I'm close.

"Come for me, baby," he whispers, his lips brushing my ear. "Let go."

And I do. My body convulses around him, my walls clenching and releasing as pleasure washes over me in wave after wave. I cry out, my voice echoing in the room as I ride out the intense orgasm.

Alexei continues to thrust through my climax, his movements never faltering, and I feel his cock twitch inside me, still hard and demanding. He slows his pace slightly, his breath coming in sharp pants as he teeters on the edge.

"Not yet," he grits out, his hands tightening on my hips. "Not until you've come again."

I whimper, my body still shimmering with the aftermath of my orgasm. "I can't," I breathe. "Not yet."

"Oh, but you will," he says. "I'm going to make you come again, and then I'm going to fill you with my cum."

His fingers find my clit, rubbing it in slow, lazy circles as he continues to thrust into me. "Come on, baby," he murmurs, his breath hot on my neck. "Let go for me again."

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