Page 30 of Slipping into the Dark Side

“Everything you want to do, I’ve already thought of.”

Yakov brought his fingers closer to the center of her. “That sounds like a challenge.”

“Good.”

His thumb graced her vagina, and she took in a sharp breath. It wasn’t enough, not nearly enough.

Yakov unzipped the back of her dress and the fabric fell at her feet. She was left in a bra and panties, and he stood back to admire her. She didn’t falter under his gaze. She was relaxed against the wall, and her fingers danced up her stomach and along her neck, tempting and seductive.

Yakov pulled off his shirt, and her gaze dropped to look, but her expression changed, and everything in her shifted. He stepped into her arms even as she tried to fight. “It’s fine, it’s fine,” he assured, kissing her neck and cheek, hoping to bring back her desire. “My father enjoyed pain. Especially giving it. He whipped us any chance he got. But he made sure never to leave a mark on our face.”

“Oh, Yakov.”

He clenched his teeth. “Does it disgust you? You wouldn’t be the first.”

Her hands ran over his skin. The track marks were in the dozens. There wasn’t a place on his back or chest that wasn’t covered in them. It was years worth of marks that wouldn’t fade. He was mutilated, and it revealed what she wondered. His soul must be just as ruined. But, like the unmarred parts of his body, there were untouched parts of his soul. And those pure areas now belonged to her.

Tatianna kissed his chest, right over his heart, and his eyes closed as he held her to him. He hated her for it because loving her wasn’t what he wanted to do. But now, there was no fighting it.

He lifted her by her thighs, forcing her to wrap her legs around his waist, and he brought her to the desk. “Lay down,” he ordered and observed as she stretched out on the desk over his papers. He took a pair of scissors and dragged them along her trembling stomach. He cut her bra in two freeing her fat tits. The nipples were hard and pointed. Then he dragged it down and cuther panties in two, revealing the small patch of blond hair over her pussy.

She shifted from the excitement. Her breathing only increased.

A finger danced over her nipple, and her back arched off the desk as she moaned. “Don’t play.”

“You aren’t ready.”

“I want you, please.”

Yakov rounded the desk, becoming between her legs. She didn’t hide herself and roll away. Instead, she lifted her feet to the desk and exposed her vagina for him to devour. He didn’t hold back. Yakov dropped to his knee and pressed his mouth against her lips, moaning at the delicious liquid that landed on his tongue. She was surprisingly wet, but he wanted more. If she was going to take his cock, she was going to need as much lubrication as she could get. His tongue wiggled inside her like a worm, rubbing the sides and diving in too deep before he sucked on her clit. Her hips bucked, and he grabbed them, keeping her still. He slipped a finger inside, feeling the contraction as she clenched with her impending orgasm. But he wasn’t ready to give in to her yet. He stopped and pulled back, grabbed his shirt off the floor to clean his face. She was watching with a heaving chest. Yakov picked her up from the desk and brought her to the couch, but instead of laying her down, he dropped her to her feet. She was unstable, holding onto his shoulders.

“Turn around.”

“What?”

“You’ve thought of this, haven’t you? Turn around.”

Biting her lip, she turned around and leaned over the armrest, presenting her ass without instruction. He smacked her harshly, and she moaned and pushed back. Yakov undied his belt and pushed down his pants to his knees. He spit on his hand, rubbed the tip of his cock, and pressed it against her pussy.

“Last chance.”

“Do it.”

He shoved in.

Chapter fourteen

Gravity

Yakov had his hand buried in her hair, holding her close as she rode him. Her hands were on his shoulders, but her energy was depleting. Two hours of fucking was catching up to her. She was in pain, he knew, but she didn’t want to stop. Every position she had ever envisioned before was at her disposal, and she didn’t want to end. She wanted to be unforgettable.

The rumors of Yakov’s reputation with women weren’t kidding, and there would be so much competition, but she was ready for it. She would be the best he ever had.

With one last wave of strength, she bounced on his cock, her heavy breasts wagging with every move. He gripped his fingers in her ass as he met every thrust. Her hand came between them, and she rubbed on her clit till she was coming violently,and her whole body caved. She cried and collapsed, but Yakov wasn’t done. He stood with her on him and put her on the desk. With her ankles in his hands, he spread her wide and pounded into her. She moaned loud and carelessly, clinging to the desk. Then he yanked out and jerked off till his cum spread over her stomach. He caught himself with one hand, holding himself above her as he panted.

She was smiling at him, and as ridiculous as it was, he smiled back.

Tatianna knew it then that he was infatuated with her. She would have the power she ever wanted from a man capable of world domination. It was thrilling.

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