Hello Darling: Book 1 (Completed)

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Nastasia's POV

He kissed me deeply and my eyes widened. What...w-what? Kiss? He's kissing me! My hands moved to his shoulders and he yanked me forward, making me straddle his lap. He wrapped his arms around my waist and grabbed my ass with his hands. Why does this feel so good? His lips were as soft as I thought they would be. I had to pull back from him cause the air in my lungs was struggling. He latched his lips against my neck, kissing and biting the soft spot. I gasped and I felt his breath against my ear.

"Tell me if you want this or not. I will not do anything if you really don't want me to but fuck me, it's gonna be hard to pull away from these lips," he whispered. He moved my hips against him and I whimpered at the friction. 

"Ivan, why am I feeling like this?" I breathily ask.

"I have no idea. But I feel the same way." He grabbed my breasts, enjoying the feel of them in his hands.

"I'm nervous..." I whisper.

"I'll stop. I promise I will if you don't want this."

"No, no. I'm afraid of what this will turn into," I say. He looked up at me and nodded.

"I'm scared about that too. But I'm up for it if you are." I bite my lower lip and he groans. "Please don't bite your lip. It will make me do unholy things to you."

You know what? Fuck it. I don't care that this is my arch-rival. I need dick.

"Is that a promise?" I whisper.

"You damn right it is." He yanked me forward, connecting our lips again. I moved my hips faster against him and we both moaned in each other's mouths. He lifted my dress and grabbed my ass. He slapped it once then twice. I reached underneath and grabbed his shirt, removing it from his body. His chest was lean but muscular. He followed suit and removed my dress. Our chests touched and he brought me even closer. 

"Fuck, is this really happening?" He mutters.

"What? Us kissing?" I ask.

"Yeah. I've wanted this for years but you were too dense to figure out that I wanted to fuck you so hard. Especially when you roll your fucking eyes at me. I'll make you roll your eyes but they're going behind your head." He pushed me off and pinned me against the couch. He pulled my panties after making sure it was okay. He kept my knee-high socks and spread my legs apart. His fingers rubbed my pussy, feeling the arousal coat his fingers.

"Oh, fuck, you're so wet for me. God, I can't wait to fucking taste you." He kissed down my body, paying special attention to my breasts. Once he got to my pussy, he gave me a long lick up my slit. I shivered at the feeling of him. 

"Oh, shit..." He grabbed my hands and placed them on his head. He wrapped his hands around my thighs and moved his head up and down. The drink was making my feelings very enhanced. I clutched his hair and my mouth dropped open.

"Holy fuck, it feels so good," I moan. He sucked on my clit and pulled back, wetting two of his fingers before inserting them inside of me. He immediately curled them and I let out a choked gasp. His fingers mixed with his mouth were sinful. "Ohh, please don't stop. Please, don't stop. Please," I beg. He didn't stop his movements and he got me close. I held onto his hair as my breathing started to get heavy.

"You gonna come for me?"

"Yes, please! Please, let me come!" I moan. 

"Come on, princess. Come for me. Make that needy little cunt come all over my fingers," he growled in my ear. I shrieked and found my release. I shivered around his fingers and he kissed me, letting me taste myself.