Instead, his hands worked their way around my front, sliding around my waist and then up to my breasts. My back was arched a little because of the way the coat was tangled behind me so my breasts jutted out, practically thrusting into his hands. When his warm palms enveloped them, I felt the heat begin to build and spin inside me. He wasn’t gentle. His big hands squeezed while his thumbs rubbed, finding my nipples through the layers of fabric. I squirmed and shifted under his hands, closing my eyes for a second. My wrists pulled at the coat, but the fabric was folded back on itself around them, too tightly bunched too pull the sleeves off over my hands. “Luka…” I said warningly.
His response was to bring one hand up and under my chin, tilting my head back so that he could kiss my upside-down face. His lips came down on mine, savage and hard, our teeth clacking together in our urgency, his tongue thrusting into my mouth. I drew in a shuddering breath through my nose and jerked my wrists again. This time, it wasn’t an attempt to get free. I just wanted to feel the cloth trapping me.
What the hell is wrong with me?!
He kept his hand under my chin, forcing my face up to meet his, while his other hand roughly massaged my breast. I writhed, sparkling hot pulses of pleasure twisting down from my engorged nipple to my groin. Then his hand was sliding down my body.
And I remembered the open door.
My eyes flew open. Even as I watched, one of the black-uniformed thugs strode past the doorway. He didn’t look inside, but Yuri would be back any second. “Mmmffp!” I said through the kiss.
Luka ignored me. The kiss was deepening with every passing second, his mouth open and hungry and mine was opening, too. Despite my protests, I was losing myself in him again. I knew we had to stop, but it felt so good.
His hand cupped my groin through the dress and I groaned. Then he started hauling the dress up my body. I suddenly felt the cool air of the cabin on my stockinged thighs, then on the bare skin above my stockings and that woke me up. I managed to pull my face away from him. “Luka!” I gasped. “Yuri will be back!”
I could hear how his breathing had changed, his huge chest expanding and contracting against my back like that of a bull about to charge. “Fuck Yuri,” he growled. His fingers ran lightly over the front of my panties, feeling me through the soft black fabric, and my knees buckled at the sensation. I could feel myself throbbing with need behind the material, my arousal already changing to wetness.
And then he hooked two fingers into the waistband of my panties and ripped them off.
“Luka!” I hissed. I thrashed with my trapped arms but...I don’t think I was trying to get free, exactly. I was embarrassed, scared of being exposed, but the pleasure he was giving me easily topped that. I could feel the darkness of it, the wrongness of it overwhelming me and dragging me down towards something dark and deliciously hot.
Luka’s fingers slid down over the lips of my sex and I moaned. Then they were spearing into me, spreading me with their thickness, and I bent forward, my legs going rubbery. Luka took my weight easily. His fingers slid up inside me, thick and knobbly and God I was wet—
A rustle of paper, in front of us. My hair had fallen forward over my face when I bent forward, so I had to toss it back to see.
Yuri was in the doorway, crouching slightly to set down the paper store bags he carried. He was carefully keeping his eyes on them. I felt myself flushing.
And then, as he stood, Yuri looked up and stared straight into my eyes and I felt a deep, hot jolt go through me. I could feel his eyes on my squirming body, on Luka’s fingers buried in me, and I saw a flicker in those normally emotionless eyes. Lust, and maybe sorrow.#p#分页标题#e#
Then he turned and was gone, and I was desperately breaking the kiss. “Luka!” I said, panting. “St—ahh!”
He’d started to stroke his fingers in and out of me, hard and fast, while simultaneously circling my clit with his thumb. A shudder went through me, the pleasure spinning faster and faster. “You want me to stop?” he asked, a smile in his voice.
I flushed even deeper as the heat spiraled out of control. Yes. No. I didn’t know what I wanted. We were in public, with people walking past the door and Yuri had just seen us and this was wrong but God it felt so good. I was wetter than I’d ever been, his fingers sliding easily in me and I could feel the hardness of his cock against my ass. But this was wrong. I couldn’t just let him use me like this, all restrained and...trapped.
“Nrrrggghhhh!” I groaned. Stars exploded in front of my eyes. My whole body went mannequin-stiff against him, my hips grinding against his thrusting fingers, and his mouth recaptured mine. I panted my orgasm between his lips, my breath coming in shuddering gasps.