Anastasia by A. Marie

Anastasia

After eating, a new waiter walked into the cabin to grab our dishes, bowing a goodbye once he finished. I watched him earnestly as he turned on his heel and walked out of the cabin, leaving Valentino and I completely alone. I watched as he just stared at me. The atmosphere fogged up with sexual tension.

“Come here,” he finally said. I stood up from the chair and walked over to him. Valentino pulled his chair out slightly. His eyes dropped from my eyes to my breasts just before traveling down to my waist. Being under his heated gaze left me aroused.

My exhilaration only increased when his hand crept underneath the white shirt when he pulled me onto his lap. He smelled so good, and I was loving every inhale.

His hand ran through my hair before he grabbed a handful of my strands and craned my neck back, so I was vulnerable to him. I could feel my bottom right on top of his semi-erect cock. His other hand curled around my waist, pulling me in closer.

I made sure to move my hips against him just to turn him on even more. His hands traveled up my waist to my breasts where he tore the shirt open, leaving a few buttons to fly everywhere. With my breasts now bare, he fondled them, making my eyes roll back.

“The cabin is ours for the night,” he whispered into my ear as my eyes shut. I couldn’t take it anymore. I straddled his waist before placing my lips aggressively against his. He immediately responded, encouraging me to push away his suit jacket.

“Take it off,” I moaned against his lips, growing irritated with his jacket. He chuckled softly before removing it. Suddenly, he erupted in laughter. I frowned. I couldn’t figure out what was so funny.

“Are you laughing at me?” I pouted, breaking our kiss once more. He shrugged his shoulders with a grin on his face before leaning back.

“You are quite aggressive when you’re horny,” he observed. I rolled my eyes and stood up. Pulling my shirt together with my hand, I held it there to keep him from seeing my bare upper-half.

“You’re worse,” I let out.

My embarrassment could be seen as heat crept up to my cheeks. Turning around, I headed toward the door, but I was stopped when he grabbed my arm. I wasn’t sure if it was his intention to make fun of me, but it felt like it.

“I never said I didn’t enjoy it, Bambolina,” he stated. I was no longer in the mood for him, so I just turned back around to walk away, but his hand on my arm wouldn’t allow me to. Letting out a sigh, I looked into his eyes to see that the playful spark he was sporting earlier had evaporated.

“Do you have a condom?” I asked randomly. His expression was quickly replaced with one of mock of a frown. I narrowed my eyes as I watched him. Whatever he was about to say, I knew that he would not mean any of it.

“I completely forgot to bring one. That really sucks, but we can still have fun.” He smirked before leaning down to kiss me. I wrapped my arm around his neck just before I broke the kiss.

“No condom, no sex,” I whispered into his ear seductively. He pulled away from me with furrowed brows.

“What did you just say?” he asked. I shook my head back and forth before hurrying into the bedroom and locking the door behind me.

Valentino was fast, seeing as I soon heard him wiggling the doorknob and knocking on the door.

Laughter filled the room as I allowed myself to make fun of him now. It was very important to me that I return the exact same treatment he had done to me. I knew one day I would be able to get my revenge from the time he left me hanging a few mornings ago.

“It’s like that?” he asked. I only smiled at his words before the sound of him walking away could be heard from outside the door.

Moments passed and I no longer heard anything, so I took that as a sign that he left to give me some alone time.

There were no clothes for me to wear, but I knew that I should probably take a bath. Shrugging my shoulders, I walked into the adjoining bathroom and let the water run.

The restroom looked just as romantic as every other room in the cabin. There were lit candles, wine by the tub, and even roses all around it. Plus, the dim lighting only added to the romantic appeal.

All of a sudden, I felt bad for Valentino. He had brought me here and I locked him out of his own room. Maybe I would let him in after my bath.

Taking off the torn-up shirt, I slipped out of my shorts. I had to bend over to remove my slippers from my feet. Once I was ready and the tub was full, I turned the water off and climbed in. The hot water coaxed my muscles into instant relaxation. My eyes quickly shut as I leaned back, letting the water work its magic.

“You’re enjoying a bath without me? How heartless of you,” Valentino suddenly said. My eyes snapped open as I gazed at the beautiful man before me. He was taking off his shirt, displaying his every muscle.

“How did you get in?” I asked, letting the worry drip from my words as he unbuttoned his pants. His body was perfect, and his muscles flexed with every move he seemed to make.

“I have my ways,” he alluded. Valentino pulled down his boxers, giving me a perfect view. I couldn’t help but stare in amazement. He was huge, sexy, and all mine.

Slowly, my gaze trailed up his body to his beautiful eyes as a smirk made its way onto his face. Biting down on my lip, I watched him get into the tub right behind me. Since he was a giant, it took a lot of moving around on my part until I rested perfectly, right on top of him.

“I was going to let you in after I finished my bath,” I told him. He didn’t say anything. He kissed my jawline and trailed down my neck. I giggled slightly at how it tickled. That didn’t seem to stop him at all, he just continued to move his lips expertly against my skin. He always knew exactly what to do in order to get me aroused.

Turning over, I wrapped my arms around his neck once more. My lips met his, and his tongue was quick to massage mine. I could feel his growing erection against me, leaving me more excited as we kissed. His hand pulled my ass closer, so I was pressed up against his cock. I began to grind against his length, loving the feel of him against me.

“Stand up and turn around,” he said. I did as told and leaned forward with my hands against the wall. He ran his hand up and down my clit, and then inserted a finger, working it in a circular motion, massaging my walls. He inserted another finger, and then a third, continuing to work my hole until there was little resistance. I thrust my hips, meeting his fingers each time they thrust into me, fucking myself with his fingers.

He pulled his fingers out and moved between my legs. I could feel the tip of his head against my cunt, pressing only slightly. He probed me with just the tip, then the head pushed in. I moaned as the edge of his large cock passed the entrance.

He grabbed my hips and started stroking in and out of me, going a little deeper with each stroke. I slightly rocked my hips, encouraging him to go deeper. Finally, with one firm stroke, he penetrated fully, slapping his balls against me. I moved my hips in a circular motion, tightened slightly, and milked his throbbing shaft. He held still and let me do the work for the moment.

As I rocked my hips and pulled him in and out of me, he grabbed my breasts and started fucking me. He began slowly, picking up the pace as he went, repeatedly pulling nearly all the way out, and then burying his shaft to full depth. My moans turned to murmurs of, “It feels so good. Keep going. Don’t stop.”

He pinched my nipple bud while his lips went over to my neck. I could feel him sucking against my skin as his cock slid in and out of my folds.

“I love it when I am inside of you,” he groaned as his hands slid down from my breasts to my ass, where he squeezed my flesh. A moan climbed out of me once again as soon as his finger came down to toy with my clit. My body shuddered and I knew I was close.

“Say that again,” I moaned. Even though I had no clue what he said, it sounded completely sexy coming from his mouth.

“Come for me, baby,” he said between thrusts. My head fell back once again as he rubbed my clit up and down, and then in circular motions. My body felt like it was tingling, and my head was on fire as pleasure coaxed my veins.

Finally, I could feel myself coming. “Fuck!” I moaned as my body shuddered against him. His hand came up to my neck, where he held me against him, while he sped up his thrusting in and out of me. Suddenly, he let out a quiet grunt before coming.

“Did you just come inside me?” I questioned. He only turned on the shower in response as the bathwater funneled down the drain. He completely ignored my question and just stood underneath the water as it sprayed through his hair. I watched his strong arms move up to use his fingers to comb through the jet-black strands. He looked like a model, especially when his piercing eyes met mine.

“Am I talking to myself, Valentino?” I asked. I could still feel his cum leaking out of me. It was beginning to piss me off that he just completely ignored me.

“Fine, whatever,” I said, ready to step out of the shower. He grabbed me by my waist and placed me in front of him. Letting out a sigh, I looked at him as he stared down at me.

“I didn’t mean to, but at the same time, I kind of did,” he whispered into my ear before his teeth tugged at my earlobe. A chill ran down my spine at his words, and I found myself relaxing within his hold. I knew that the minute I got home I would take one of Orabella’s Plan B pills or get him to buy me some.

“I forgot that you’re old and would want kids by now,” I teased with a smile.

“I’m not that old. You’re twenty-one,” he muttered into my hair. Wrapping my arms around his muscular waist, I placed my head against his chest and immediately could feel my heart swooning. Everything was perfect in his arms.

“I’ll be twenty-one tomorrow,” I stated. In all honesty, it had completely erased itself from my thoughts. I never really got the chance to celebrate my birthday, so I didn’t really give it much thought.

“I know, Bambolina. Why do you think we’re here?” he asked. My smile seemed to grow as we just held onto each other and allowed the water to grace our skin. After a moment, we took our time lathering and massaging every inch of each other’s bodies, probing my tender slit, and tantalizing his erect cock, still sensitive from stimulation.

After drying ourselves, we walked into the room, wrapped in towels, and found a bottle of champagne. There was also an assortment of cheese on a platter sitting on the table. I was quick to pop open the champagne, allowing it to fly everywhere before pouring it into a glass. I held it out for him, but he shook his head as if to say he didn’t want any.

I drank the entire glass of champagne with a disgusted look on my face. It tasted bitter. I had thought that since everyone loved it in movies it would taste great—boy, was I wrong.

“Today is the best day of my entire life. No worries.” I smiled as I thought about how free I felt. “No stress. There is protection and love. I love you, and thank you for all of this.”

He spun me around, making me giggle, until I landed back on the floor, where he kissed me. He didn’t have to say that he loved me back because I just knew that he did. Based on the way he looked at me and kissed me, I knew that deep down in his heart, he loved me.

When he pulled away, he pecked my lips once more, causing me to smile as I ran and jumped on top of the beautifully decorated bed. As I jumped, the towel completely slipped from my body, leaving me to flush a crimson color, quickly placing it back on.

“No, no, no. Leave it off, Anastasia,” he told me, grabbing my towel. I tried to pull it back from him, but that only ended with him winning and me falling directly on top of him.

Based on the dark look in his eyes and the way he was quick to take off his towel, I knew what we were going to do for the rest of the night.

That thought left a naughty smile on my face.