Climb on My Stepfather (Ashley and Alex)

Chapter 93 6: Georgina.

Turnabout is fair play, right? Aleksei has stroked my hormones like a harp player for the longest. I've lived for his grudging smiles and grunts of approval. I've woken up hot and sweaty because his lips accidentally grazed my earlobe during a hug, turning my dreams into graphic movies starring him. And me. It has not been easy living on the razor's edge of something I don't fully understand but am eager to learn about. And yes, maybe plotting to seduce him in a public library is a little impulsive. After all, he all but toldwe're going all the way tonight. Mere hours from now.

A hot shiver passes throughas I turn down the darkened self-help aisle, Aleksei's boots thudding heavily on the marble behind me. I don't want to wait for tonight. This attraction ran thick between the both of us, so I'm kind of pissed that he keptat a distance while I was suffering. We both had needs - Aleksei had no right to file it under his stubborn terms.

Maybe the politician's daughter is coming out to play, because I feel compelled to take back a little of the control he didn't see fit to allow me. I've been handled by my handler, and I don't appreciate knowing how much twe've wasted.

Aleksei thought I was playing games with him before? He ain't seen nothing yet.

I find what I'm looking for and stop, pointing to the top shelf. "Aleksei?" He's suddenly so huge besidein the dim lighting, his tightly leashed control beginning to show signs of strain, it takesa moment to continue. "Can you reach up and getthe big red one? The one with gold lettering on the spine?" He seems surprised by my request, but complies. And I have the satisfaction of watching one dark eyebrow hop toward his hairline when he reads the title.

"The Kama Sutra, Georgina?" I step between Aleksei and the shelf and slowly unbutton his signature black overcoat. Listening to his breath accelerate, I run a finger down his chest and stomach, feeling pretty smug when he groans. "I thought I could use spointers for tonight." My index finger hooks in his waistband of his dress pants and tugs. "Don't you wantto be...ready?" "I will put you in the positions that will bring you the most pleasure," Aleksei rasps, reaching over my head to slide the book back into its slot. "You will not need such pointers." "Because you're going to teach me." Pinpricks of sweat appear on his brow. "This is so." The ragged hunger in his tone sends warmth pooling between my legs, so I rub my thighs together to help tend the ache. But it doesn't help. No, it only makesdesperate to be touched. If this plan backfires and I'm left hot to trot...without any actual trotting...I'm in for a world of hurt. "Can you givea brief outline of the lesson plan now?" Aleksei grips the shelves above my head, and they creak in protest. His face moves within an inch of mine, those gray eyes deepening to black. "You temptto madness on my final day in perdition, Georgina?" "It didn't have to be this way." I shrug off my jean jacket and let it drop to the ground, arching my back to draw his attention to my breasts. "All those times in your bed, late at night. No one would -" "Stop this," he grinds out, pressing closer.

"No one would have known if you'd makeyours." "Everyone would have known within nine months, little angel. Once I gave in and fucked you, you'd have been taking my cum morning, noon and night." Twin flames blaze to life in his eyes, evidence of the danger lurking inside this man who has cared forfor so long. "And make no mistake. You are already mine." Nine months. Nine. He means he would have gottenpregnant. What about protection? We haven't even kissed and he's already talking abouthaving his children? There is so much that remains a mystery. Except for the fact that I want him. And I know in the deepest part of my heart that Aleksei would never, ever do something that wasn't in my best interest. So I throw caution to the wind and incite his lust more. I want him to giveevery ounce of it. "No. I'm not yours yet." My hands trace the outline of his chest and abdomen muscles as they heave into my palms. "Why don't you do something to change that?" His voice is full of dark promise when he says, "Very well, angel." Those capable hands drop from the shelves, hanging at his sides as our foreheads meet. He rolls them together while his hot breath forms steam on my lips. How long is he going to keep his mouth a fraction of an inch from mine? Oh God. Every second he waits, bolts turn tight below my belly button, moisture collects inside my panties. Finally, his thumbs brush my hips and he grates a string of Russian words. His forehead grinds against mine. And just when I think I'm going to be left in suspense forever, Aleksei slides his tongue into my mouth.

I make the most embarrassing sound and almost hit the floor, like the total rookie that I am. Tongue right off the bat? Isn't there supposed to be slip stuff to lead into the main event? Oh...my God. I don't care. I just want more.

And Aleksei gives it to me. He catchesby the elbows and dragsback upright, wedgingbetween his made-of-stone body and the bookshelf, flicking his tongue against mine until I join him, mating our mouths in a rhythm that echoes in my pulse.

Who is this man? I thought I knew everything about him, right down to his preferred vodka and cologne of choice. I know which of my father's associates make him stick closer towhen they're around, his lack of a middle name, that he secretly enjoys watching Ellen. Did I know he could kiss like this? Uh, no.

His lips are only beginning to slant over mine, his tongue fully invading my mouth with full, sweeping licks, when his hands roam down my backside. This time, they don't stop with a squeeze of my right cheek, though. No, his rough palms slide inside my panties and grasp both sides of my bottom firmly.

Possessively. With a tortured, male sound, the kiss deepens...and my feet leave the ground. My legs move automatically to surround his hips as I'm dragged slowly- - so slowly — up the length of his hardness. That private, untouched part ofrides from the root of Aleksei's manhood to the very top, where he keeps me.

"Sdays I don't know if Ill survive without these thighs around me.

Welcoming me," he grates. "You jumped into my arms once...long ago. You could barely get your legs aroundthen, but you tried. You tried so hard. It was almost my undoing, Georgina, standing there while you struggled to open them wide enough to fit my body." Flashes of memory bombard from all sides. Aleksei's curses, his flexing jaw.

"I remember. You left. You...I didn't know what I'd done wrong." "Nothing, angel. You're never anything but too fucking right. I think even your father knew I went hto stroke my cock that afternoon." His hands knead my backside with intention, and every muscle below my waist constricts, ripping a whimper from my throat"This vow I made has almost been broken many times. I'd sell my soul to break it right now and slide my dick inside your tight cunt." "Oh," I blurt, my head spinning from Aleksei's confessions. His filthy speech that somehow sounds oh-so- amazing. "Isn't that what y-you're going to do?" I don't realize I'm holding my breath, em my eyes gone blind, until Aleksei laughs a little against my mouth. There's only the barest touch of humor in the sound, and an ocean full of agony. And with my clit bearing down on the thick tip of him, I'm totally sharing in that pain. Oh wow. My inner walls are clenching out of control, my thighs squirming around Aleksei's hips. Forget wet. I'm soaked. Can he feel that? He must. I can barely supply oxygen to my lungs and how dare he laugh? How...dare he...wait, what am I mad about again? "Look atnow," he growls, his accent thickening.

I shake my head to loosen the lust fuzz and focus on familiar gray eyes. Only they're not so familiar right now. They're more than a little wild, pupils dilated.

"Yes?" I whisper.

"You will cto understand that I do not break my vows, Georgina. I promised to keep you innocent, land spop I will promise to keep you. Period. I will have your pussy at five o'clock and no sooner." His grip on my bottom strengthens. "Until then, soakthrough, little angel." er

I'm about to question Aleksei's order when he rolls his hips and sparks go off behind my eyes. Like everything else he's done since our kiss started, it's sensual and smooth. His impossibly huge stiffness chafes the silk of my underwear in slow waves. Up and back. Up and back. Until I'm gasping for air and digging my nails into his shoulder, thighs shaking. Even my hair follicles are screaming with sensation. Oh God. Oh... "Aleksei." My hips tweak to meet his next roll, and I hit my peak. Only it's not just a peak. It's the freaking Everest of orgasms, and my ears are ringing with the impact of it, because I've been waiting for this man to touchsince I can remember. "Aleksei. Don't stop." "Da. That's a good angel." Another sharp roll, only this the grindsdown onto his steel bulge, sendinginto another realm of pleasure I never knew was possible. Straight up into the clouds above Everest. "Make a mess of my pants. Leavecovered in that virgin smell."

"Yes. Yes." I can't stop shaking, and his dark voice against my forehead, the ownership of his hands that m continue to kneadkeep my el climax rolling, letting it master me. And the boulder of feeling rockingto the core knocks loose my deepest secret without warning. "I love you." I cling to Aleksei, working my clenching flesh on his hard lap. "I love you." I only catch a glimpse of Aleksei's flaring eyes before my back hits the bookshelf, his voice rasping in my ear. "Did you just say..." His chest shudders up and down. "Did you mean that?" My neck loses power, sending my forehead dropping into the crook of his neck. "Yes. I always have. Always." Triumph and tenderness clash in his usually stoic face. "You have givenheaven, angel. Now I will return the favor." When Aleksei peelsoff the bookshelf and strides even farther into the dark, all I can think is, there's more?