Ivan's Captive Submissive (Submissive's Wish) (35 page)

“We can go anywhere you want, Gia. The world is now yours.”

Happiness filled her to overflowing and she scooted away from him with a giggle. The she tossed her braid over her shoulder, put her hands on her hips, and tapped her foot. “Mr. Kozlov, I don’t know what you’re trying to do here, but I will not be bullied into submitting to your perverse desires. I’m not going to jail for stealing pens.”

Ivan studied her with a predatory look that reminded her of a tiger stalking its prey. In a way he reminded her of a big cat, all dark menace and heavily muscled grace. Then he straightened his jacket and wandered over to the window, looking out over the city as he said, “Yes, but the pictures I have of you masturbating in my office chair will get you in trouble.”

“What?” Oh, he was good at this. She let herself sink further into her role.

“Tell me, Ms. Lopez, were you thinking about me when you slid your fingers through your pussy?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“I have pictures of all of it. Every delectable bit of your cunt exposed while you frantically fucked yourself. What had gotten you so hot? Surely it wasn’t from sitting in my chair. Then again, the way you give me those hungry, needy looks all the time is testing my patience.”

She wanted him in the worst way, but looked forward to pretending to fight him off. She wanted him to have to fight for her submission tonight, to see how far he would indulge her kinks. Keeping this policy of honesty with each other was important to her and she wasn’t going to give herself time to think about it too much. 

“The only way you’re getting that big cock in me is to hold me down and force me to fuck you,” she spat out. 

Ivan finally turned, and the lust blazing in his eyes almost frightened her. “Is that a challenge, Ms. Lopez? Do you want to fight me so you can pretend you don’t want this?”

“I don’t want you.”

“Liar. It was my name you were whispering as you came.”

She was one thigh press away from her orgasm. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Come here, Ms. Lopez, before I lose my patience.”

“No.”

He strode across the room and she fell back with a shriek. As he dove for her she rolled to the side and shoved a big pillow at him, then tried to scramble away. His hand locked on her ankle, pulling her back to him. She grunted and strained to reach something she could use to anchor herself, but all she could grab were useless pillows. 

“Get back here, Ms. Lopez.”

“No!” she shouted and pretended to kick at his face as he hauled her back. 

Soon she found herself partially pinned beneath him with his enormous erection poking at her ass. The thought of him fucking her in that forbidden place had her juices wetting her inner thighs. There would be pain, but there would also be pleasure. 

He moved so he was kneeling behind her with his legs on the outside of hers. He grabbed her braid and jerked her head up. “I get to fuck any hole on you I want. Don’t I?”

“Go to Hell,” she whispered even as her mind began to slip away. 

His weight lifted off of her back and she tried to move, but his massive legs held her in place. She could feel him shifting behind her and strained to see what he was doing. Before she could get a good look he had her hair in his fist again, pulling with a delicious tug. “Open that smart mouth again and you’ll regret it.”

“Fuc—”

Before she could finish the word he had his tie shoved between her lips and wrapped around her head in a gag. Mad, she chewed at the fabric, the faintest taste of his cologne filling her mouth. A moment later he held her hair again and forced her to look at his hand where he had a small, but very sharp pocketknife lifted towards her face. She froze as anticipation sang through her blood.

When he’d played with her last night the sensation of the knife on her skin had made her insane for him. Just the memory of it had her relaxing in his grip, eager for his touch. She lifted her ass and rubbed it against his heavy erection.

“I’m going to cut your clothes off. If you fight me I will nick you. Nod if you understand.” She nodded and he lifted fully off of her. “Not a wiggle, my Gia. This beautiful skirt clings to your ass and it will take a very steady touch to cut it without harming the delicate skin beneath the fabric.”

She nodded again and got into a comfortable position, using one of the pillows to prop herself slightly up. Ivan lifted her so her ass stuck up in the air and his growl of desire made her smile behind her gag. In taking away her ability to talk he also freed her to immerse herself in his touch. And the very real danger the knife represented to her made her arousal sharp and intense.

 He began at her feet, cutting the skirt and letting it fall to either side of her body, when he reached the curve of her ass he blew out a harsh breath. “I need a taste of you first.”

With that he set the knife to the side and grabbed her ass, licking at the exposed line of her soaked thong. When he pulled back she cried out, but then he slapped the flat of the blade on her lower butt cheek. “Still.”

He continued to cut and cool air enveloped her lower half as he sliced through the final inch of fabric. Then the blade slid between her skin and the thong. With a flick of his wrist he sliced first one side, then the other. The ruined fabric fell from her sex and she moaned, aching for him. 

“I’m going to fuck your pussy, then come in your ass Ms. Lopez.”

She gave a bunch of muffled protests, then bit down on the gag as his thick fingers teased the lips of her sex.

“I love how wet you get for me,” he said in a dark voice filled with passion. “It makes me want to spend the rest of my life inside of you.”

He scooped up some of her slippery arousal and began to work it into her anus. She relaxed for him, her breathing deepening even as her heart beat harder. There was an art to anal sex and she had a feeling Ivan knew exactly what he needed to do to make this insanely good for her. 

The only thing she had to do was relax and trust him.

“I’m not even going to play with you first, Ms. Lopez. You’re so aroused for me that I think you’ll come rather quickly.”

He pressed the thick head of his shaft against her sex and she dug her fingers into the pillow beneath her as he slowly entered her, making her feel every inch. When he finally pressed all the way to where her ass met his pelvis she felt his pants and realized he’d just unzipped himself and pulled his cock out, staying otherwise fully dressed.

How fucking sexy was that. 

Next time they did this she’d have to make sure there were mirrors for her to watch him. 

He placed his thighs outside of hers and she closed her eyes and rocked beneath him, meeting his thrusts, taking him as deep as she could even though it hurt. The pain only added spice to her arousal now and she craved that little hint of danger from Ivan.

She had no idea why she found it so hot that he could hurt her but chose not to, but she did. 

He gripped her ass with his hands and began to slam into her. Almost against her will, her arousal built until she was screaming out his name as she came with his cock stroking hard into her. When Ivan put his strength into taking her she had no more choice in how her body responded than a doll. Her orgasm stretched out until she was sobbing into the pillows, overwhelmed and overstimulated. 

Still, he didn’t relent. 

When he began to press two of his big fingers into her ass she mewled in distress, but didn’t have the strength to fight him. Another orgasm was on its way and she couldn’t make him stop the punishing, amazing way he was fucking the hell out of her. When his fingers breached her anus she tightened around him and he swore softly.

“Relax and take me. I will be fucking your tight little bottom tonight. How hard I fuck it depends on how well you listen to me.”

She nodded and let her body ease around his finger while he stroked in and out of her dripping sex at a slow, mind numbing pace. Every inch of his cock seemed to stimulate more nerve endings inside of her until her clit began to stiffen again. His scent filled the air and he pumped his fingers in and out of her bottom while doing the same with his dick in her pussy. 

A third finger pushed its way into her and he pulled out long enough to gather more of her arousal, then pushed his massive erection back into her while he lubricated her ass with her own fluids. The sensation of three of his fingers in her was intense and painful. She gave a distressed moan and he shushed her.

“When I put my cock in this tiny hole I will take care of you.”

Now she wasn’t sure if she should be eager or afraid of him taking her back there. He pulled all the way out of her pussy and removed his fingers from her ass.

“Turn around, I want you on your back.”

She rolled over as best she could, her shaking limbs not responding very well at the moment. She finally managed to get into the position he wanted and she watched as he lifted her legs over his shoulders. This opened her ass to him and when he leaned forward and pressed his erection against her bottom she moaned and pushed back.

“There, that’s a good girl. Slow and easy, fill yourself with me.”

Biting her lower lip, she involuntarily arched when he was half way in as a shock of pleasure tightened her muscles. He lowered one of her legs and reached between them, manipulating her clit as he slid into her at a pace that had her wiggling against him. That made him pause and he smiled down at her.

“So eager to be violated. You make me lose control. Not fucking you hard is testing my patience right now.” 

She lowered her other leg, then wrapped both legs around his waist. He was so strong that he stayed in a pushup position over her while she raised and lowered her body against his, helping to work his cock into her all the way. Once he was inside of her ass, filling her, she groaned and rotated her hips, trying to get her clit to rub against his rock hard lower abs. 

With a low growl he pulled out and moved back in, slow at first, then faster until they were both panting. He began to fuck her with short, jabbing thrusts that made her scrape her nails down his jacket covered back. She wanted to come so damn bad.

His breath hissed out through his teeth and slammed into her.

“Yes!” she couldn’t help her shout muffled through her gag any more than she could stop her building orgasm.

Playtime was over. Ivan took her now the way he liked to take her, hard and deep. He used every inch of his formidable cock to tease her and she raked his back again with her nails. This time he pulled her hands from his shoulders and held them over her head.

“No, little wild cat, you will not get your way. You’ll come when I let you come.”

She wanted to scream in frustration as he stilled within her, his cock throbbing so hard she could feel it. Squeezing down, she shivered at the edge of pain and her toes curled when Ivan pressed his body against hers, grinding into her clit. Needing more of his skin, she reached up and ripped his shirt open, the small buttons flying about the room. As soon as his chest was exposed she leaned up and suckled his small, dark nipple. 

With a low grunt Ivan froze and his dick twitched inside of her.

“You’ll pay for running that shirt, Ms. Lopez.”

He pinned her hands and resumed taking her, but he moved so slow now that it was torture. Fighting his hold, she bucked and writhed beneath him, meeting his unhurried thrusts with twists of her hips that ground her sensitive nub against his body and gripped the man within her. He picked up his rhythm and sweat dampened their bodies as he took her. Moving one arm at a time, he managed to drag his suit coat off and his ruined shirt, leaving him blissfully bare chested. She ran her fingers through his chest hair, whimpering each time his abs scraped her clit.

“My Gia,” he groaned out as his fingers found her clit and he began to rub it in a way that had her toes curling. “Come for me.”

He resumed his slow in and out plunge, but the way he stroked her sensitive bundle of nerves, rubbing it in a firm circle with his thumbs, destroyed her ability to think. Pleading with him, she begged him to make her come. She arched into his touch, her lungs seizing up as shocking pleasure tore through her. She didn’t come, she exploded. Lights flashed behind her closed eyelids and she took in a gasping breath as her body shook and contorted beneath Ivan as her climax spun through her and wrecked her, reducing her to nothing but sensation.

She was dimly aware that Ivan was achieving his own orgasm, but even breathing right now was a struggle. A few moments later, he gently pulled out and he used something to clean them both. Then, he collapsed onto the pillows next to her.

“I’m so glad I bid on you,” he panted out.

She giggled. “Is that your version of pillow talk?”

He pulled her on top of him where she lay limp and sated. “I love you, Gia, more than I ever thought I could love anyone.”

Emotions overwhelmed her and she whispered, “Hold me.”

“I’ll do better than that.”

He easily picked her up and carried her through the apartment to the master bathroom. After turning on the water he washed her quickly and gently, then himself as she sat on the small bench in the shower. Her body throbbed and she was just so damn happy. He toweled them both off, then carried her to his bed.

“You know, you don’t have to carry me everywhere.”

“Hush, woman, I like to carry you.”

“What about when I’m big and fat from being pregnant?”

He paused and looked down at her with such tenderness that tears filled her eyes. “When you are carrying my child you will not be big and fat. You will be as beautiful as you are now, maybe even more so because you will have our child inside of you. And you will be an amazing mother. The best any baby could ask for.”

“Oh.” She nuzzled her face against his furry chest overwhelmed by the sincerity of his gaze. “I’m in no hurry to have a kids yet, but when we’re ready, I think you’ll make a wonderful father.”

“Thank you, my Gia.”

He resumed walking and soon they were beneath the covers, both on their sides facing each other. She reached out and stroked his face, running her finger over the scar and down to his lips.