On Her Knees (3 page)

Chapter
Four

Karina
felt him before she even turned around, but now she got a look at Viktor right
in front of her, his hair perfectly styled, his eyes piercing as he seemed to
take in every part of her, the scent of him enveloping her in every sense of
the word. He stood so close to her she knew if anyone walked around the corner
they’d certainly take notice of the intimacy of it all.

“You
thought I forgot about what happened?” he asked, but she could see by his
expression he already knew the answer.

“I
thought you were too drunk and didn’t remember.”

God, why say that?

She
could have slapped her hand over her mouth for the words that came out. But
Viktor didn’t show any emotion, and instead moved an inch closer to her, lifted
his hand, and placed his fingers around her wrist. He had his finger at her
radial pulse, and she felt her heart beat faster, all from that small touch.

“I
remember everything, Karina, and I want more.”

****

If
Viktor considered himself a good guy he would have let Karina walk away,
wouldn’t have even put her in this situation. But he was determined in all
things, and when he wanted something he didn’t stop until he got it.

She
was here, with him, and he could tell she wanted this. But he wouldn’t go
further until she actually
said
she
wanted him. As he looked into her face, saw the rosy color of her cheeks, the
way her lips were glossy and parted, and could see the rugged, arousal-filled
expression in her eyes, Viktor knew she wouldn’t stop this. She wanted this as
much as he did, and that was a massive turn-on.

“You
want me. I can see it in your face, the way you’re breathing, shifting on your
feet. You want me as much as I want you.” He leaned down an inch and ran his
nose up the side of her face. “Tell me.”

He
placed his hand on her hip, and moved it down. Viktor pulled back and stared
right in her eyes, watched as her pupils dilated from her lust, and heard her
suck in a breath of air. When he stopped at the hem of her dress he swore she
stopped breathing altogether … the same as he did. He’d never been this hard before,
never needed a female so badly. His cock felt like steel in his slacks, the tip
already slickened with pre-cum, and his balls drawn up tight.

“I
want this,” she said, but it was soft, as if maybe she wasn’t sure she’d
actually just said the words.

“You
sure you want this, want me, Karina?” he asked in a low voice, keeping her
pressed up against the wall. Moving his hand to her face, he cupped her cheek
for only a second before moving it down to rest at her pulse point right below
her ear. Her pulse was racing beneath his fingertip, another arousing sign that
she was just as deep into this as he was.

“Yes.
That’s crazy, right?”

He
wanted her acceptance of this, her willingness. “No, because I want you.” That
was what made him a fucking madman for her, obsessed and feeling like he’d tear
through his own skin just to sample her. It was about her giving him this of
her own free will, and because
she
wanted it, too. Her wanting him was the high he needed, like a drug addict
getting his next fix.

She
is
your drug, your weakness.

Yes,
he knew that, had known that from the moment he realized he couldn’t stop
thinking about her until she was his.

“Someone
might see us, question all of this,” she whispered softly with a hitch in her
voice. He looked down at her lips and moved his hand lower, over her
collarbone, across her large breasts pressed against the silky material of her
gown, and over her arm. He placed his finger at her radial, feeling her pulse
beating wildly there, too. A low sound left him at that, at the fact she was
frantic for him.

“Even
if they do, I don’t fucking care,” he said against her lips. He looked into her
eyes as he gathered the bottom of her dress and brought it up, exposing her
thighs.

“This
is so crazy.” Her eyes were wide as she looked at him.

“It’s
crazy, but so fucking good.” He moved his hand under her dress, sliding it
higher until he reached the junction between her thighs, the sweet spot that
could have made him come right in his slacks. She wore a pair of little cotton
panties, and even though he wanted to touch her cunt, he couldn’t lie and say
feeling that little strip of fabric covering her pussy didn’t turn him on
something fierce.

“Tell
me to touch your pussy.” He liked to hear dirty shit while claiming a female,
but with Karina he knew it would be the sweetest of all because of her
naturally submissive side and shy demeanor. “Tell me, baby.”

There
was clear arousal in her expression, in her body language, but she was also
nervous. He knew it was a combination of the fact there were people right on
the other side of the wall he had her pressed up against, that she was here
with
him
, and the fact she was
overloaded with her desire. He could see that on her face, and it made his cock
jerk.

She
didn’t speak right away, but despite that he felt her heat, her wetness between
her thighs. Her little panties were soaked in the middle, and he ran the pad of
his finger back and forth, lightly over the material, seeing her pupils dilate
even more for him. It took a lot of willpower not to just pull the fabric aside
and touch her bare flesh, feel how wet and hot she really was for him. He
wouldn’t ask her again, but he knew he wouldn’t have to because she’d give in.
He saw her resistance crumbling in the face of her lust.

“Touch
me,” Karina said softly. When she closed her eyes and sucked in another breath,
he knew she was relinquishing herself in this one moment, and giving herself
over to him finally.

Viktor
grabbed the tiny elastic edge of her panties, pulled them aside, and touched
her pussy. She was all slick, smooth, hot and soaked, and it was all for him,
all
because
of
him
. Taking his other hand, he placed it on the wall beside her
head, curled his nails into the wallpaper, and held off from groaning.

“What
if someone hears, or sees us?” she asked again, but her words held no strength.

He
leaned down to bury his face in the crook of her neck, inhaling deeply. She
smelled sweet, like cotton candy, and he ran his tongue up the length of her
throat.

“And
if they do?” Honestly he didn’t care if anyone saw them. It would probably turn
him on knowing someone saw him claiming her, finally having her.

“You
wouldn’t care if someone saw you with me?” She sounded slightly surprised, but
she also sounded drugged as fuck, and he knew it was probably taking a lot of
power for her even to speak right now.

He
pulled back only enough to look in her eyes after she spoke. Without saying
anything right away, Viktor worked his fingers over her pussy lips, and
couldn’t stop the groan that left him at the smoothness of her flesh. He
started grinding himself against her, his cock aching to be deep inside of her
body.

“Tell
me how it feels.” It would turn him on like nothing else for her to admit to
him that
he
was the one making her
feel incredible. Call him narcissistic, but Viktor didn’t fucking care. He
wanted Karina to give him this. He didn’t know if she realized it or not, but
she was working herself on his hand, moving her pussy back and forth ever so
slightly.

He
was an arrogant bastard, and he got this sick kind of power knowing that she
was doing what he said, saying what she felt.

“It
feels good.”

He
looked into her eyes, and pressed his thumb against her clit at the same time
he placed the pad of his index finger right at her pussy hole.

“It
feels really good.”

He
groaned softly. “Is this a virgin pussy?”

Her
eyes widened for a second, but after a moment she shook her head.

“Good,
because when I have my cock in your cunt I don’t plan on taking it nice and
easy. I won’t be able to control myself.” Her gasp pleased him.

He
worked his fingers through her folds, moved them up and down her slit, and then
started rubbing her clit back and forth, wanting, no, needing her to come for
him.

“Viktor.”

“Call
me Sir.”

She
didn’t say it for a second, but then licked her lips, her cheeks becoming a
nice pink color. “Sir, wait.”

He
loved hearing her say that, but he wanted her screaming it as he fucked her,
scratched his back as he pounded his dick in and out of her, and wrapped her
legs around his waist tightly, holding onto him.

“I
want to fuck you,” he said against her neck.

“God,
Sir.”

“I
want my cock in your cunt. I want you in my bed, under me, and giving me
everything because you need me as much as I fucking need you.” He stroked her
faster, harder, and knew she would get off in a matter of seconds. He wanted
her to climax with the staff just feet from them, only a wall separating what
he was doing to her from the party. But he slowed his actions, and as a result
she dug her fingers into his chest. “I want you to tell me you want me inside
of you,” he said low, husky.

“Oh
my God,” she whispered. Karina started moving her hips back and forth, grinding
her pussy on his hand with faster motions. He wanted to keep going, wanted her
to come all over his fingers, to get off right at this party, for him, because
she couldn’t help herself. But finding reserve and self-control, he pulled away
from her only an inch. She made this soft sound of disappointment, and he
fucking loved that. He lifted his hand, feeling her pussy cream coating his
fingers, and showed her the product of what they’d just done. She was breathing
harder now, and when he moved his fingers closer to his mouth he heard her stop
breathing altogether.

“Tell
me,” he demanded.

“I
want you inside of me.” Her words were soft, but genuine.

While
keeping his focus on her eyes, he sucked the digits clean, moving his tongue
around his fingers and licking off all of her cream. He moved toward her again,
grabbed her behind the head, holding her in place with his hand tangled in her
hair, and slammed his mouth on hers. He forced her to taste herself on him, and
when she moaned and tried to pull him closer he moved back again.

She
was shaking, and he knew it was because she was close to the edge of coming. He
let her breathe for a few seconds, wanting her like an animal, but also knowing
this was probably a lot to take in. He might like to be in control with all
things in his life, and just the thought of having Karina in all ways made him
harder than he’d ever been in his life, but he didn’t want to frighten her.

“Am
I scaring you, baby?”

She
shook her head, and he was pleased she didn’t hesitate. “I just…” She paused
for a second, and he gave her a moment to finish speaking, not rushing her. “I
just don’t understand any of this. I don’t understand why you’d want me when
you can have supermodels.”

He
lifted his hand and ran his thumb over her bottom lip, loving the little sound
she made. When he dipped his finger into her mouth and looked into her eyes, he
watched the plethora of emotions cross her face. “Suck on my thumb, rub your
tongue around it.”

She
wrapped her lips around the digits, licked at his flesh, and moaned softly. He
pulled his hand away, and cupped her chin, holding her immobile.

Viktor
got pissed that she didn’t think she was anything special, that somehow the
other women he’d associated himself with were better than she was.

“I’m
not beautiful like them, and I don’t want to give myself to you and get ruined,
Viktor.” He liked her calling him Sir, liked that power, but he also liked
hearing her say his name in that breathy tone. He didn’t know what it was about
her. He hadn’t even been inside of her yet, but he already knew one time
wouldn’t be enough. Doing something he had never done with a woman, he would be
honest with her in how he felt.

“In
my eyes you outshine those other women, Karina.” He smoothed his thumb along
her cheek, looking at her mouth. “You’re special in more ways than you know.”
He looked into her eyes now. “I don’t understand any of this either, but how
about we just go with it?”

She
was silent for a second, not responding, but he didn’t rush her. Finally she
took a deep breath in and nodded slowly.

“Okay,
Viktor.”

Her
voice had this strength moving through him.

“But
a part of me is afraid of the power you have over me.”

He
couldn’t stop the groan that came from him. He moved an inch closer, ground his
cock into her belly, and placed his lips so close to hers he knew once he
started speaking they’d brush together.

“Baby,
I’ll admit something to you that I’ve never said to anyone.” He paused before
continuing. “You’ve had a power over me since the moment I saw you.” And then
he crushed his mouth to hers and kissed her like he was starving. “The things I
want to do to you…” he said against her mouth and started kissing her harder.