Life Begins (9 page)

              She felt the flood of liquid cover her thighs. Her legs fell wide to allow the body covering her to slide between them, his cock burning like a brand against her sensitive privates. That mouth of his made its way toward her neck and she found herself naturally tilting to allow it. Her breasts weren’t left for long as fingers began tugging and twisting hard at her nipples, the pain enough to bring her to orgasm.

              She ground her soaking sex against him, looking for the right angle to get that large cock inside her, to fill every bit of space she had. As soon as she found it, her hands grabbed hold of his ass, allowing her to work her cunt onto him. The burn of it as her muscles were forced apart made her feel alive and she wanted more of it, wouldn’t be content until she had all of it. Her thighs shook with the pleasure of it.

              “You are wild,” she heard him say in her ear. “Show me how deep you can take me.” She planted her feet on the bed to get the right leverage and as their groins met, her whole body shook at press hard against her cervix.

              “Yes,” she cried out at the gloriousness of the second orgasm.

              “Nice and juicy now,” he groaned. He began pulling out, slow and steady before giving her a firm thrust back inside. His upper body removed itself from her, hands planted at the side of her shoulders. The movement allowed him to tuck his knees slightly under her hips and grind her deep and stroke long. “Do not come, yet,” he told her, even as he did everything possible to ensure that she did.

              Her nails dug into his wrists as she braced her body for his thrusts. She wondered, as much as her mind could, if this is what being shot through with lightning felt like. It hurt, but it felt amazing. She felt the pressure, needing to come.

              The sounds of her pussy being forced open would have horrified her if she weren’t so aroused and desperate for more. Then his hips stopped moving, groin pressed hard against her. “I said do not come.” Then he needed to stop grinding against her burning clit till it hurt not to come.

              She whined. “Please, I can’t stop it.” Then, there was his thumb brushing against her left nipple. The motion was gentle, but with her pussy stuffed, the stimulation was just enough. Her internal muscles massaged him, adding to her great pleasure. She was glad at the simple kiss he gave her with that sneering smile of his.

              “You are such a bad girl to come.” He didn’t give her time to respond as he eagerly began to thrust again inside of her. “I am going to come now inside of you.” She could not believe how much her body responded. She wanted it, to feel him come and take his pleasure inside of her, to use her body for his own enjoyment.

              “Yes. Come.” She shut her eyes tight and braced for what she knew was about to come.

Chapter 9

              Josie’s eyes shot open. Sweat covered her body, and she felt extremely sticky between the legs. It had all been a dream. The best sex of her life and it had all been in her mind.

              She sat all the way up, touching her body just to make sure.  “That must have been some dream you had,” Žarko said behind her. “You couldn’t stop moving.”

              She fell back onto the bed, breathing heavy. Everything hurt and she was nearly ready to cry. How could it have been a dream? Žarko suddenly rolled to his side, thrusting her legs open and cupping her with his large palm.

              “Oh, you are having very good dream.” He slid his fingers beneath the edge of her panties. Her hand fell over top of his, not knowing if she wanted to stop him or to help him find the right spot. “You have made a mess.” Yes, she had. He pulled his hand away. “Too bad we cannot play.”

              She groaned. “I know, but it hurts.”

              He gave her a brief kiss before rolling out of bed. “Maybe I will rest in the living room. It is close to time to wake up anyway.”

              “I’m sorry,” she said, sitting up as she watched him put on a pair of pants. “I guess everything from the day must have gotten the best of me.”

              He leaned over her, kissing her. He had to know that he was making her need worse. She was practically tugging him back into the bed with her. “You dreaming of me makes me happy, not upset, because I now know how much you need me.” He then gave her a wink. “It is not long before I really have you.”

              When he left, she lay back in the bed, staring at the ceiling. That dream, it really played with her mind. Sex had never been that way for her. Gary had never been rough or forceful. She had never been told to hold off her pleasure. There had never in her life been the very hint that life in the bedroom could be like that, but she couldn’t imagine Žarko giving her the kind of sex she’d been used. After the pleasure she’d felt in the dream, she was pretty sure that she wouldn’t be able to live without the slight pain.

              “This man will be the death of me,” she whispered into the empty room. So, since she couldn’t sleep, she decided that it would be best to get up and take a shower. Maybe they could actually watch the movie this time. Or maybe, they could actually do the talking that they somehow kept forgetting to do.

              She found him coming out of the kitchen with two cups of coffee. Great. That was just what she needed. The sweet bliss of coffee. She reached for her cup, not even concerned that she wasn’t wearing a bra, or even pants under one of his t-shirts. Considering the whole bed thing, she figured that she could actually trust him not to take advantage of her. “I figure it might actually be good to actually talk before we have to pick up the kids.”

              “Fine, but first,” he said before setting his coffee cup on the table and then taking her own to do the same. She watched him, wondering what he was doing and what he planned to do with that serious look on his face.

              He didn’t leave her speculating for very long. His large hands reached out toward her breasts. She took a deep breath as she felt her nipples respond. “I just took a shower, Žarko. I thought you said we couldn’t play.” It was amazing just how fast she got wet.

              His thumbs began circling her tips. “You like to rub these against me at night,” he said as he watched her body react to him. “How easy will you come when I do this?”

              She nibbled on her bottom lip. He had no idea just how close she was already. “Pinch them, and I’ll melt like chocolate.” She did exactly as she said as soon as he did. He watched her the whole time, even following her to the ground.

              She was really glad for the orgasm, because it was everything her body needed. Žarko, for his part, couldn’t stop touching her, keeping her from coming down from her high. “Your panties are soaked.”

              Of course, and getting more so since he wouldn’t stop touching her. She wrapped one leg over his hip, grinding hard against the bulge hidden in his jeans. She kissed him hard, wanting him to stop or she wouldn’t let him this time. She’d do exactly like in her dreams, taking from him what she desired. “I could slide right inside of you right now, I bet,” he said against her lips.

              “You definitely could be inside me right now. So it’s time to either do it now, or stop playing with my tits.”

              He chuckled “Take your hand out of my pants, first.”

              “Stop moving your hips against me.” His hands finally left her chest and slid down to hold her hips still against the floor. She finally pulled her hands out of his pants. “I think we obviously are going to be doing this a lot, so I think it’s really time to talk.”

              He nodded against her neck before sitting back fully. He didn’t bother to hide the discomfort his swollen cock gave him. It didn’t surprise her when he climbed to his feet and began removing his jeans. “You may begin stating your terms.”

              She pulled her own uncomfortable panties off. “Don’t treat me like I’m not your equal. I want to be your wife and have a say in the decision making.”

              He joined her again on the floor, laying back so he didn’t squish his cock. “Done. I want for all children to be same. You will treat my girls as yours and I will treat yours as mine. I want you should come to me when you have problems, not keep it from me.”

              Somehow, she didn’t want to stay distant from him and so took the risk of straddling him. Her thighs shook the moment her wet sex touched his, but she wouldn’t give up the feeling for anything. “Is that what your first wife did, keep secrets from you?” she asked.

              He tugged her t-shirt higher, so his hands could hold firm to her waist. “She kept many things from me. You will not do the same.”

              “I will ask you to do the same. No secrets and no cheating. If you find you want to be with someone else, divorce me.”

              “If you ever find another man, I will slaughter him and lock you away in Serbia.” She had a strong idea that he wasn’t joking and planned to keep that in mind as a red flag moment. It was good thing that she wasn’t the sort of woman to test a man on his violent tendencies.

              “You will never put your hands on me,” she made sure to say. “Never in a violent way.”

              He only nodded. “Sex. What pleases you?”

              She removed her own shirt, revealing firm large breasts. “You know I love nipple play. I have only been with one man, so as far as experience of what pleases me?” She shrugged. “I don’t know.” She collapsed on top of him, hiding her face in his neck. She felt embarrassed by what she planned to admit. “I dreamed that you were hard when you took me and you wouldn’t let me come.”

              His fingertips brushed against her thighs. “I bet you disobeyed and came when I told you not to.”

              She shivered as she remembered her dream self-taking pleasure at everything he did. “Yes.”

              “Then that is punishment for dream self.” He tapped her between the legs, the shock of it vibrating through her. Liquid overflowed as well and she didn’t stop herself from grinding her lips along the length of his cock. “That’s good. You have me so hard.” She noticed he didn’t stop her from repositioning herself on him.

              This wasn’t a temptation she could fight. She lowered herself on him, her body so slick she practically glided over him. He tweaked her sensitive nipple, forcing her body to take him deeper. “You’re such a bad girl, bouncing on my cock.” He bent his knees to give her something to prop against. Bounce on him she did.

              “You keep playing with my tits.” He had firm hold of her nipples between this thumb and forefinger, applying pressure. She was sure she probably leaked some milk, but the pleasure couldn’t be denied. “I’m coming already.”

              He finally left her breasts to grasp her hips and begin helping her body move. “You are too sensitive. I feel your muscles fighting me.”

              Her head fell back as she groaned loud. He too, must have been fighting to hold on because it wasn’t long after that she felt all his muscles tense beneath her and his groan joined hers. He held her tight against him as he came inside her and she fully collapsed against him.

              Žarko ran his hands along her sweaty back and it was then that she realized that she had started to cry. She didn’t know why, either, but as long as he was willing to hold her, she was willing to allow him to do it. She felt his muscles contract as he surged upward, bringing them both to a seating position. “You are such a silly girl,” he said against her temple.

              “I’m not silly.”

              “Then you are feeling guilty and crying because of it.”

              He was probably right, but not for the reason he thought. She felt guilty because she feared that he would lose respect for her. They weren’t really in a relationship. She didn’t know him for long, or even really at all. There was even a little bit of her that was afraid and guilty that she had enjoyed it. He wasn’t the first man that she had found attractive. He may have been only the second man she had jumped into bed with, but she wasn’t used to not being in control of her body. She also had to think about the opinion of the group. She curled her body deeper into his body.

              “See,” he said, lifting her off him. “This is why we marry, yesterday. Otherwise we would have to find priest to serve penance because of feelings.” He helped her to her feet and guided her toward the back of the apartment.

              “I don’t mean to be silly, but…”

              He kissed her to stop her from saying more. “You do not need to explain. I like you being this way.”

              “I just don’t want this to fall apart. The kids need for us to have stability. There is still so much for us to talk about.” She wanted to be an example, a proper one to the girls because she didn’t want them making mistakes by getting into wrong relationships like she had initially.

              “See, I told you, you are perfect wife.” He suddenly nodded “You make sure that concern is for family.”

              Even though she knew that it would do nothing more than feed his ego, she allowed her body to fall into him.

              Josie had to hide her cringe the moment her mother opened the door to her south side bungalow. She could hear the kids screaming in the basement and had a feeling that she knew what her mother had been doing with them. “Tell me you didn’t buy a game console.”

              Her mother waved her and Žarko inside. “Of course I did. They saw that dance game in the store and so I had to get it. I hear it’s all the rage for working out now a days.” Josie really had to bite her tongue on that one. Her mother hadn’t exercised in years and had often complained about hating the very idea of it. “We’re in the middle of a dance off tournament.”

              Josie wished that she could erase the image of her mother trying to do the Dougie right there in the living room. She turned to Žarko and gave him a pained smile. “I’m sure you recognize right now that I must have been adopted. We should just take the kids and run before they can be even more corrupted.”

              Her mother swatted at her arm. “Girl, please.” She then reached for his arm and guided him to the stairs leading down to the kids. “The girls love dancing and you should really think about putting them in classes or something. I think they’ll have a great time.”

              “I’m sure they will.”

              Behind them, Josie pretended to strangle herself. “I’m going to the restroom.” Which she did because she needed stop feeling embarrassed. She then headed off to find her family and maybe get some cuddle time with her babies. By the time she joined everyone, she saw her mother dancing against Ljiljiana while Desa and Žarko sat on the couch with Jason between them cheering on everyone. Žarko held baby Jane in his arms and somehow, the image looked right. She sighed, before joining everyone.

              “Can we have an X-Box,” Desa asked Josie and her father. “This is fun.”

              They both noticed Žarko did not say anything. Josie, for one, had no idea what that could mean.