The way that it should have been

Chapter 9

She moaned, "oh my God, you are making me sooo sooo wet for you again baby."

I chanted in my mind, 'remember what you have planned for the two of us in Russia.' Again and again and again in my mind until I was thankfully finally able to stop us.

But the moment that she caressed my cock through my jeans that was all over and done with. I led her backwards back to my bed and gave her her very first and second orgasm with my hand and fingers. As well as her third and fourth and then just as many with my mouth. And she returned the favor. I came harder at her hands and in her mouth than with being inside all the other women from my past combined.

Both of us screamed so much and loud in that time that it is a wonder that someone didn't knock down the door thinking that we were being murdered. But since we were screaming each other's names, I figure that anyone who heard us figured out to leave us the ad alone and not to interrupt our time together. (hell)

A little later we found ourselves sneaking, hand in hand, into the motor pool. Not wanting to see or be seen by anyone we were careful to stick to the empty, shaded and shadowed sections of campus.

The majority of people on campus were rarely out in these daylight hours. But with them heading to the ski lodge early tomorrow morning, and them having to be on a human schedule for the next two weeks. There were more than a few people out milling about. And we were trying to avoid everyone which is why we were sneaking around the way that we were. By that I mean that she was trying to avoid all of her friends and I was trying to avoid Tasha. And we were both trying to avoid all of the guardians, staff and teachers as well. So, just as I said, everyone.

I knew that lyubov' moya always hated my practical choice of automobiles. So I was going to let her choose what we would drive, to and from the airport, this time. (my love)

"Which car would you like to take detka?" I whispered in her ear as I stood closely behind her with my hands resting gently and lovingly on her hips. While running my thumbs up and down each side of her spine under her shirt. I loved it more and more every time that she shivered at my touch. (baby)

"Really?!" She asked excitedly.

"Yes, Roza moya. Pick any car that you wish detka." (my, baby)

I watched the sway of her sexy hips as she walked around the motor pool for a few minutes. Running her fingers along the cars that tempted her. Shockingly enough, to me, she even ran not only her fingers but her palms as well over a sapphire metallic blue dual cab four door Chevy Silverado pickup truck. Which as I said shocked me, she actually lingered longer on that truck than on all the cars that she had looked at previously combined. Then she came upon a car that I had absolutely no idea of just why  exactly the academy would have one of.

It was a royal metallic blue 2021 Rimac C_Two. When she came across this particular car, she laid back over the front of the hood with her coat falling wide open. And then she propped the chunky booted heel of her snow boots up on the 'bumper'. Since this particular car didn't really have a 'bumper' per se, she had her foot propped on the car near the bottom part of the grill.

I walked over near her, just to see what she was going to do next. Seeing her like that, draped over a car like this, was painful. The very same kind of painful that I felt from earlier seeing her draped across my bed like Cleopatra as she enticed Marc Antony. But it was a good kind of painful, a very good kind of painful as a matter of a fact.

Such a good kind of painful in fact, that I was sure that my jeans were cutting off the blood circulation to my cock. She was going to keep doing that to me, making my cock swell so bad that the circulation was cut off, that someday my cock might fall off. But that didn't matter because God help me, I wanted so desperately to make love to her right here right now just like this on the hood of that car. I wondered, briefly, if she had any clue just how delicious she looked laying on the hood of that car that way. Like a tempting buffet fit for a God.

'Lucky for me she always calls me her Russian god.' I thought to myself amusedly.

She lay there with her arms stretched up above her head, back arched, legs spread a little more than slightly apart. Her luscious candy apple red lips, shiny and wet looking with her lip gloss and also slightly parted. But just enough for her to run the tip of her tongue along them. Her chest rising and falling with her stuttered breathing and her eyes barley opened but devouring me from head to toe.

Of course I was right there with her, my breathing just like hers. But she was looking at me with so much love, intensity, hunger, passion, desire, need and lust that is was almost my downfall. Add to that my own reciprocating emotions and I was almost being choked to death with not only her passion, desire, need and lust but my own as well.

In a husky voice she asked me, "sooo how do I look Comrade?"

I mentally searched for a word to describe her properly but only a couple seemed to fit. "Scrumptious, detka. Totally and completely mouth wateringly de-li-ci-ous lyubov' moya. Completely edible." I wiggled my eyebrows at her again, hoping that she would get my hint. (baby, my love)

She must have, and she must have liked my answer because she sent me a heart stopping smile and reached out for me. I leaned over her, one hand beside her head the other next to her hip.

"Do you have any idea what seeing you like this does to me? What seeing you draped across my bed like you were earlier does to me?" I asked in a hushed whisper, as my desire for her continued to almost suffocate me to death.

"Show me." She whispered as she raised her chin to me slightly with a sinful smile and her own voice filled with the need and desire that matched my own.

So I did. I shifted the both of us slightly to where she could feel, against her inner upper thigh, just how hard for her that I was again already. Only less than an hour after she had made me come harder than all the previous times in my life combined. And she had only used her hands and mouth. I have yet to be fully sheathed inside her tight wet warmth, but I hoped and prayed that it wouldn't be much longer before that was no longer a fact.

"Hmmm, maybe we should keep the car Comrade." She moaned teasing me sooo incredibly sexily as she arched her back even more. Just enough to make sure that her hardening nipples just barely scrapped against my chest.

God help me this woman made me horny all of the chert time. Because of her I am almost constantly insanely hard. I didn't have to be anywhere near her for her to make me hard as a yeblya rock. Because just thinking about her could make me react the exact same way and not just physically but emotionally as well. Ever since I saw her in person for the very first time, I have become a walking, talking, breathing hard on. (damn, fucking)

"Detka, I don't need the car to make me constantly this hard and even harder still for you. Because of you, since the very first time that I ever saw you in person, I have been a walking talking hard on detka. No other woman that has ever or will ever exist, has ever or will ever be able to make me feel the way that only you always have and will detka." I told her as I continued to brush my cock against her inner thigh over and over again. Causing her to both moan and sigh one right after the other, her back to arch again and her nipples to rub against my chest this time too. (baby, baby, baby)

Since I was leaned down even closer to her now than I was the last time that she did this. The friction of her rubbing her nipples against my chest and the feel of my cock against her leg also made her eyes roll back into her head just like mine did.

"But seeing you draped over it like this is the thing of many a man's fantasies Roza moya. Dirty fantasies, life alteringly erotically dirty fantasies detka." (my, baby)

She wrapped her leg, that she'd had bent to rest her foot on the 'bumper' of the car, around my hips and pulled me even tighter against her.

"I can't wait until we get to Siberia," she moaned. As I was continuing to grind my thigh against her core and my cock against her leg. Giving the both of us just enough friction to drive us both crazy and yet not enough to satisfy either of our yearnings or desires for each other.

"Me too detka, so let's get the ad out of here before I take you right here on this car and someone walks in on us. Remember, no one ever gets to see you like this but me... EVER." I growled at her just as I nipped her collar bone. (baby, hell)