"Huh !" My mouth fall open when l realized that he was still hard as rock and he still rode me at the same pace. This was going to be like last time I had sex with him. I was fine with it. The pleasure was building up over again and with our bodies currently slicked down with perspiration crushed against his hard chisseled chest , we joined together again and moved in unison all riding out of our highs . "Rianna , l want you on your fours", After pulling his dick out , he growled. Without any word , l just humbly compelled. I want to feel him, hard and fast. As soon as l was on my fours , he i'mmediately placed one hand on my hip and then he used the other to guide his hot turgid dick in to my dripping wet pussy and the moment he did enter , we i'mmediately groaned out in pleasure. ''Am gonna fuck you hard and you always think about me whenever you're with another man'' , He growled before he began to pummel my pussy in the way l liked it.He was right with that , it was honestly goi
"Oh, really", He laughed, griping my sides before he began to tickle me. "John please stop", I screamed out and tried to get away from him but he held me down. I was serious before about knowing his past but here he was turning it into a play - which l had to be fine with."Oh! John please", I screamed out through my bursts of laughter. His tickling fingers were relentless and I was about to blow a gasket. "Stop!! Please", After a couple of minutes, he finally stopped but before I could get my air, he Iowered his lips to mine and kissed me so passionately that I ended up melting in his arms. He could kiss me like this anytime he wanted. He leaned back then and stared down at me."What are you doing for the rest of the day?", He asked."Nothing", l shrugged my shoulders."Good", He kissed my lips lightly before he moved from me and laid on his back once more on the bed. "Because this is nice", He went on.Grinning, I moved back to our original position and rested my head on his chest.
"Malishka," John's Russian accent was strong today as I spun to grin at him. I was currently walking out of World History with Alecia and one of her friends when he surprised me."Hey," I greeted shyly as he walked up to me and wrapped his arms around my waist. He lightly kissed my lips and I giggled against them.The last two weeks have been a whirlwind of events. John was no longer keeping me a secret from anyone and almost seemed proud to flaunt our new - found relationship in everyone's faces - we hadn't actually discussed a title for it . Even now, crowds of people surrounded us and he wasn't afraid to kiss me like this. However, it didn't leave me well - liked with the female population on campus. If anything, I was hated by them all. Well except my roommates - they were cheering on us on the whole day."How was class ?", He asked, setting me back down to my feet but still keeping his arms tightly around me." It was good . How was your class?", My eyes roamed around, noting al
No, there was a ton of legal type documents and a red passport. Grabbing that first, I opened it to find John's photo inside but the information was all wrong.According to this, his name was Vladimir Ivanov and although I couldn't read most of it, I gathered when he was born and where he was born: Moscow. My mind was going a million miles per second as I tried to figure out what I was looking at. It made sense, though, becausethere was no way in hell his name was John Spencer and his Russian accent? It was all finally coming together, but what is he trying to hide? What is the purpose of this? I sifted through the other papers in the box, finding loads of legal documents with a new picture and a new name:. John Timothy Spencer. Born in New York City on date that was just a few off from the one in his passport. It was clear that were all fake now, but why?"What the fuck are you doing?!"I jumped, turning to find John - or Vladimir - standing in the doorway to the closet, staring dow
As l sat in the class the next morning, I found myself searching for John. This was the only class we had together and I was trembling in fear knowing that he could come in at any moment." Girl!", Alecia's high-pitched voice scared the hell out of me as she sat down. "Where have you been?! And why are your eyes all puffy?", She asked.I looked at Alecia only for a moment before my eyes started seeking John out once more. And then I saw him. He entered from the back, seeking me out immediately. Our eyes locked but the expression on his face was a cold one l had recognized from when we first met. He sat a few rows back and intently watched me. I found that I couldn't pull my gaze from his but Alecia snapped her fingers in front of my face, I turned forward."I have been in my room", I stated flatly, looking down at my shaking hands."What's wrong, girl? You look like shit," She pointed out. Glancing over my shoulder at John, l noticed he was still watching me like a hawk. Was he afrai
"Rianna, you need to go to the cops with this!"Evie demanded, looking between me and Alecia.Sighing, I shook my head."The last time I did that, it ended terribly for me", I had just told them everything that had happened in Arizona; how I had gotten in relationship with Professor Michael to my grades up - I had fallen for the bastard all while he physically and mentally abused and used me - and how he taped me and him having sex for the last time and was currently blackmailing me with it. That was the whole reason I fell off the deep end on his ass. I demanded that he give me a tape or I'd burn his house to the ground.When that didn't work, I took a baseball bat to his car and then his body. And that still didn't work because he turned the tables on me."He can't get away with this , Rianna! The guy is sick!""How did the police in Arizona even believe this physco over your story?"Staring down at the table, I remembered how it all went down. He's smart - I'll give him that - and
He stared over at me, really studying my face before he took a deep breath. "I guess this is as good of a time as ever to tell you my story.If you can trust me with yours, I should be able to trust you with mine", He spoke then I nodded my head in response."I have been in states for just over a year now. I needed to have an alias so the certain men couldn't find me. My mother was the one who actually gave me the name John Spencer. We searched some of the most common names in U.S and that's what we found. We figured it would make finding me more difficult", He sat down on the bed, careful not to touch me as he continued. "My father is a Russian mafia boss, Rianna. I was born and raised in the good life but soon after my seventeenth birthday, my father trained me to be one of his hitmen. Once he figured out how good I was with a gun, he put one in my hands as fast as he could."Hearing his story sent shivers down my spine but I remained silent, wanting to hear all of it before I made
"You got one thing right, Rianna. I would never hurt you and I'll always protect you", He held me so tightly that I couldn't help myself - I cried into his neck, letting it all out.Without another word, Vladimir pulled me towards the bed but stopped me before I fell onto it. He brought his hand up and grabbed my chin. The way he looked at me made my heart skip a beat and I was officially back under his spell."I'm going to kiss you, Rianna and then I'm going to make love to you," He stated softly but matter - of - factly.My knees went weak as I felt my body start to drop but his strong arms held me up. These simple words just changed everything.Vladimir gently removed my shirt, kissing the top of my shoulder as his fingers slid beneath my bra strap.My body felt like it was trembling as I tried to stay calm as I could. It wasn't fear that made me tremble.No, it was the pure power of him that was making me feel this way. His hands slowly removed my bra, dropping it on the floor wit