"Oh, dorogaya, it's not a twisted view. I know you want me." Alexei flexed his fingers, then lowered his hand to Anya's thigh.
Oh f**k, oh fuck... Anya's insides clenched, heat stirring. Her n*****s ached, yearning for a touch. She tilted her head back slightly.
"Alexei... I—We can't."
"I know you like the feeling of my hand on your thigh, Anya."
Fuck yes... She shifted, his hand moving higher, closer to her throbbing core.
"No... it doesn't matter what I like."
"I love watching you squirm. I can tell you're aching for my fingers to stroke you. Just tell me, dorogaya." Alexei's grin vanished, replaced by lust as he swirled his thumb on her leg, inching closer to the edge.
"Oh yes, please." Anya arched her hips, her eyes fluttering closed. He trailed his hand upward, dipping to her inner thigh.
"You're panting, Anya."
"I need..."
"I know, dorogaya, I know."
"Touch me, Alexei."
"I feel the heat from you already, Anya." He grazed his thumb on her thigh, so close to her core. A whine slipped from her lips as she rocked her hips.
"So very tempting, Anya. f**k, I'm rock hard just watching you thrust your hips." He continued to tease her while driving.
"You're such a tease."
"You enjoy it."
"No."
"Oh, really?" With a smooth stroke, he ran his finger up her length, rubbing her c**t. Anya arched her hips.
"That feels too f*****g good." She whispered, but his groan told her he heard.
"f**k yes, dorogaya. I just want to bury my head in your pants."
This is moving so fast! They were parked in front of the house. Anya saw Mama's car approaching. She frowned, placing his hand back on his lap. "That'd be a stupid idea anyway."
He was quiet. Anya took a deep breath, ignoring the awkward silence. They were almost home. She needed to clear her head.
Alexei ran a hand through his hair, rubbing his neck as they pulled up. "Anya, I can assure you, you'd have the time of your f*****g life." He reached for the door handle.
"Cocky much?" Anya raised a brow.
"Lots of experience, dorogaya. I know my skills." He grinned, winking before getting out.
That stupid grin. I'm going to knock it off his f*****g face. Anya fixed herself, taking deep breaths before exiting and waving to Mama.
"What are you two up to?" Mama asked as they approached the front door.
Oh, just a little car groping. "Nothing much. Alexei picked me up from school."
Mama tilted her head, her eyes widening. "That was very nice of you, Alexei!"
Alexei rubbed his neck, smiling awkwardly. "Believe me, Katrina, the pleasure was all mine."
What an ass... always f*****g teasing, until we get caught. Anya didn't know if she was upset about being caught, or that the teasing would end.
Mama smiled and went inside. Anya slapped Alexei's arm. He frowned.
"What the hell was that for?"
Anya glanced at Mama, ensuring she was gone. "Are you out of your f*****g mind?"
Alexei crossed his arms, tilting his head. "I'm not really sure what you mean."
"Don't f*****g play coy. You need to stop hinting at stuff."
Alexei leaned forward, running his thumb over her lip. "You're cute when you're pissed off."
Way to get off track. Anya shook her head, swatting his hand away. "How about you don't touch me..."
Alexei chuckled, capturing her chin. Anya tried to pull away, but he tightened his grip. "You love pretending your body doesn't want me."
"It doesn't." I don't give a s**t if I'm lying!
He loosened his grip, and Anya whipped her head away, glaring at his back as he went inside. He's so f*****g infuriating!