Beautiful Moon

　　Irena’s POV

　　“I’m done eating,” I informed him, my breath was a little heavy and the rate at which my heart was beating had increased.

　　I was too horny to keep sitting there and eating like nothing was going on and so I would rather take a stroll and do something else that would help me clear off the lustful thoughts in my head, at least for a while.

　　If I was saying this out, I would smirk, but smirking to myself would just make me seem crazier than I actually am.

　　“Alright then,” he cleared his throat, “you can head to the living room, I would join you in a bit, I would like to discuss some things with Charles,”

　　Some men would not get up for fear of exposing their erection, but it wasn’t the case for Alexey. He stood up after he said what he had said and smirked when he caught me staring at the huge bulge in his pants. I smirked back, I wasn’t a lady to shy away from these things, but the way he stared right at me hungrily caused blood to rush to my cheeks against my will. I fuck men and drive them crazy, one man shouldn’t be making me feel like a high school girl who is about to lose her virginity to her crush.

　　I took my eyes off his face and walked off, smirking as I felt his eyes on my ass as it jiggled while I walked away. I’m so glad that I wore this gown.

　　Feeling curious, I decided to check out the parts of the house I haven’t explored yet. Since Alexey had directed me to the living room, I decided to start my tour from there.

　　It was funny how I had walked through the living room without observing how good it looked. The living room was large and the walls were cream in color. The sofas were white and had cream and white pillows thrown on them. There was a large wooden table in the middle of the room and a huge chandelier with beautiful crystals in teardrops hung off the ceiling in the middle of the room. The floor was made of brownstone and a large soft white woolen carpet was draped on it, covering the majority of the room.

　　I decided to check the kitchen next, it was beautiful and large with so many kitchen utensils. I imagined Alexey cooking in the kitchen, naked with just an apron on and I felt a chill run down my spine.

　　I noticed that a cupboard was left open and so I stood on the tip of my toes and proceeded to close it.

　　I was overwhelmed by the familiar scent of someone and I could tell that Alexey was standing behind me. His scent was clouding my head and I inhaled, subconsciously letting out a sigh. I immediately wished I hadn’t done that because it left me exposed.

　　“Do you like the way I smell?” Alexey asked, his voice was low and the hairs on the back of my neck were standing erect, erect like the feel of his hard dick as it brushed my butt. If I could just press against him harder.

　　As if he could read my thoughts, he pressed himself against me and I whimpered. I instinctively pressed my body against his as much as he pressed his body against mine, I could then feel his hard cock between my butt-crack, and through our thin clothes, I could tell how toned his body was as he pressed his chest against my back.

　　I reminded myself that it was all about teasing him, I shouldn’t let myself lose control just from little touches or body contact here and there.

　　"You smell nice," I answered, sounding smoky. He smelled more than nice, his smell was engulfing me, clouding my head and leaving me a little dazed.

　　"Do you like the way I smell Irena?" His lips were directly on my ear this time and I knew he felt the goosebumps that covered the whole of my skin. He was holding me so close and I could feel and hear his heart hammer against his chest rapidly.

　　I wasn't going to answer and nothing he did would make me give him the answer he wanted to hear.

　　"You're not answering my question, Irena," he warned in the most sexual and devilish voice and my pussy clenched. If I was naked, he would see my pussy juice trailing down my leg. Look how much I was getting crazy for a man that hasn't even touched me properly yet.

　　Slowly he grabbed my waist and drew circles on my back with his thumb and it felt like my heart was going to burst in my chest.

　　"Irena, do you like the way I smell?" My name sounded like sugar in his mouth and I wanted him to fuck me while mentioning my name repeatedly, I wanted him to call my name while he came.

　　"I love the way you smell," I breathed out. Did I say something about not answering his question no matter what he did? I take that back.

　　I was panting like we've started fucking already when we've barely even kissed. My eyes were hooded and I closed my eyes and rested my head on his broad shoulders inhaling more of his scent and wanting to touch myself and masturbate to his voice and how he calls my name and as his scent engulfed me.

　　I almost told him that I not only loved the way he smelled, but I wanted to inhale his scent every day and hug him for a long time so that his scent would rub off on me and while I'm not with him, I wanted one of his shirts so I can take a sniff like a fucking addict.

　　I opened my eyes to see his reaction, he was staring at me with hooded eyes, blue eyes that were dark with desire and lust. I could feel his hard cock throb behind me and I moaned and subconsciously rubbed against it, making him moan in response and his grip on my waist tightened.

　　I wanted to be fucked so bad that it was getting frustrating. Yes, I'm ending up frustrating myself.

　　His hands left my waist and soon found refuge in my hair, he entangled his fingers in my hair before bringing up a lock to his nose and sniffing it.

　　I was flustered, and I was even more aroused. It was as if every little thing he did was to sexually torture me.

　　"I love the way you smell a whole lot, it drives me crazy," he whispered into my ear and I moaned deep in my chest. I could feel his eyes staring at my chest while he smelled my hair. He was taller than me, and since I was resting my head on his shoulder, he could easily see my breasts from the neck of the gown I wore.

　　"Like what you see?" I whispered, smirking.

　　He groaned and turned me, making me face him. I was about to ask about his intentions when he started talking.

　　"I want to kiss you so bad Irena, I want to suck on your lips and slide my tongue into your mouth. I want you naked under me with your hands tied as I fuck the hell out of you, fuck you to submission, make you say the dumbest and yet sexiest things you never thought a man could make you say, and then cover your face with my cum. There are so many dirty and nasty things I want to do to you and with you Irena, so many wicked things that will leave you feeling dirty and wanting more," he whispered hoarsely, staring into my eyes with parted lips and half-closed eyes.

　　His eyes screamed danger and I wanted to run towards it. I was always one for trouble. I was breathing through my mouth, for my nose had failed me and I'm pretty sure he could hear the thumping of my heart from just being this close to me.

　　It was as if he knew the impact of his words on me, maybe it's from the way my legs already felt like Jell-O or how I was breathing like I was running out of air, but he knew, he knew that he was driving me crazy.

　　"I want to hear your moans as I fuck you, I want to hear you moan loudly and say my name when you ride my cock. And while you're at it, I'll spank your fat ass and jiggle it because goddamnit woman, you're fucking beautiful,"

　　Oh fuck, I needed to get away from him before I do something else, this wasn't part of my plan, I wanted him aching for me, I wanted to tease him, and this was ruining my plan. My knees felt weak and for a second I wondered if I was a human or a vampire because his words had left me feeling physically weak and madly lusting after him.

　　I placed my hands on his chest and pushed him off me, "I need a change of clothes," I said weakly, secretly wishing he would hold me against my wish, place me on the kitchen counter, spread my legs, and fuck me long and hard.

　　He swallowed thickly, staring at the now dry but stained chest before looking back up at me. "Alright, I'll get you something to wear, but by the way, would you like to go horse riding with me?"