He pulls me right back into his chest. “Reminding you that you like when I’m in control, too.”
“N-not here,” I stutter, looking around in panic. “We’re out in public. People will see.”
His eyebrows lift. “So?”
I try to push him away again, but it doesn’t make the slightest bit of difference. He might as well be a stone pillar rooted to the ground. “I can’t, Uri… not here…”
“What did I tell you about tonight?” he demands as his eyes get really dark.
I bite my lip. “My adventure, your rules.”
“Correct. My rules. And if you want to come tonight, you’re gonna have to follow them.”
“You’re all about controlling what I want,” I blurt suddenly. “But what do you want?”
His eyes flash with desire. He turns and sits on the bench, adjusting his position so that his erection is very obvious. “Do I need to explain?”
No, Mr. Bugrov, you do not. I don’t need him to do anything else. I drop down to my knees, pull his zipper down, and just like that, I’m having my second dessert of the night.
Uri’s cock is hitting the back of my throat when I feel the vibrator buzz to life again. Oh, God, am I gonna survive this night? Even as the vibrations shiver up, I keep sucking, getting faster and faster as the vibrator settings kick up a notch.
At some point, my fear of someone stumbling upon us disappears. It probably has something to do with the fact that I’m just struggling to breathe. While I’m sucking, Uri leans right over me and slips his hand over my pussy. He starts playing with my outer lips while the vibrator goes crazy.
At least I’m not being noisy. Uri’s dick does a good job of stifling my screams. Just when I feel his body start to spasm, he pulls the vibrator out of me.
Ah, sweet relief.
But also, strange emptiness.
Before I can process what’s happening, Uri’s pulling me off my knees and onto his lap. His eyes lock onto mine. “Time to fill you up with a real cock, kiska.” He slaps my ass hard. “Let’s see how much you can handle.”
I’m not sure myself but still, I grab his slick erection and slide it inside me. I start pushing my hips against him, desperate for the high that I’ve been chasing for the past two hours. Just a little more, another few thrusts…
“Yes! Yes! Yes!”
I’m screaming. But I don’t care. The only thing that matters is that orgasm. The only thing that matters is him.
He keeps his hands on my ass; my eyes close and my body spasms violently. And then, thankfuckinggod, I come so hard that I let loose a scream that sounds more Agatha Christie murder mystery than Fifty Shades of Gray.
Whatever. I’ve earned this orgasm. I’ll celebrate it however I damn well please.
I grip his neck, my lips resting against his forehead as I come down from the high. There’s an unsettled unfurling in my stomach that I can’t quite decipher.
Could it be that we’ve had unprotected sex for the third time in a row?
Could it be that the hole I’ve had inside me since Ziva’s death feels smaller than it’s ever been?
Maybe it’s how I’m starting to realize that, as much as I may want this man, I know deep in my bones that I can’t have him.
Or maybe it’s that, despite all the reasons I should’ve hopped that fence again and ran screaming for the hills…
I still don’t regret staying.
33
URI
“Say that again.”
I throw Alyssa a disbelieving glance while she giggles. “I’m serious. He wanted to learn.”
“He wanted to learn how to knit?” I repeat. “Lev. My brother?”
She gives me a satisfied smirk. “Mhmm. He walked into my room yesterday while I was knitting and he was really interested. So I’m starting classes tomorrow.”
My first thought is, He’s just walking into your room now? Instead, I shake my head. “I’ll have to see that to believe it.”
She shrugs. “He may like it; he may hate it. But I think it’s a positive sign that he wants to try something new.”
“The little suck-up doesn’t want to try something new. He just wants to be close to you.”
Can’t really blame him.
“I know,” she says softly. “I enjoy spending time with him.”
As I drive into the estate, I notice a car parked just outside on the turntable.
Fuck.
“Uri, I just wanted to thank you for taking me out tonight. I know that…”