Levka pulled her hand down, and she looked at him as his tongue dashed over her clit. Her mouth fell open. Her hands dropped to her sides, and she clenched the blankets as she watched him eat her out. He rubbed his tongue all over it like it was the most delicious thing he’s ever had. He twisted her clit, sucking it, and her back arched off the bed. She had never felt something so amazing. Her breath heaved with every minute that went by. He would increase his pace and then slow it down. He’d bury his tongue deep into her vagina and wiggle it around before returning to tease her clit.
“Come on.” She tugged on his hand. “It’s fine.”
Levka’s brows knit and he licked one more time before he said, “Baby, I’m making you cum.”
“I, it takes forever.” She didn’t want to reveal that Rurik never got her off this way. He would complain after two minutes. Little did Rurik realize he never got her to completion, no matter what he did.
“I got time. Besides, it’s only been a few minutes. Let me enjoy this.”
“You like doing this?”
“Fuck yeah, are you kidding?”
The tension in her back faded, and she laid down, closing her eyes and allowing herself to indulge in this rare moment. She always thought it was a burden. She didn’t know anyone actually enjoyed eating pussy.
When her orgasm started approaching, she didn’t know what it was at first. She thought it was a mistake. But he kept his face buried against her, his tongue waving back and forth in a crazy effort until her hips bucked and he had to hold her down as he drank up every drop she had to give.
“Oh, my God,” she whimpered with her hands on her face.
Levka tried to lick a little more, but she squeezed her legs shut, pushing him out.
He sat on his knees, wiping his face on the bed sheet. He stroked his dick as he watched her struggle to recover. It was beautiful, and he couldn’t stop himself from smiling. He’d never felt so proud for making someone cum. He laid down behind her, kissing her shoulder, wrapping an arm around her to grip her breast so a finger could lazily touch her nipple. His cock was against her ass cheeks, and he used whatever friction to help ease the tension.
“You okay?”
A rough, short laugh came out of her. “Yeah.” He smiled into her shoulder.
Luerna turned in his arms and wrapped herself around him, kissing him with all the pent-up passion she’s kept alive during all these years. She felt for the first time like a real woman, desired, loved, cared for. She couldn’t explain to him how much that meant.
So she’d have to show him.
Luerna pushed him on his back as she straddled his waist. He reached for the condom on the nightstand, but she grabbed his hand and put it on her breast. “I’m on birth control,” she whispered to assure him.
“Wouldn’t be a good thing if your husband found cum leaking out of your pussy,” he said as he sat up, wrapping his arms around her. Her vagina was rubbing all over his dick, making him nice and wet. “Though I’d enjoy that very much.”
“We haven’t had sex in years.”
It shouldn’t have meant anything to him. She was married and having sex with her husband should never be a surprise. But knowing she hadn’t been touched by that fuck eased so much stress. Stress that had built up over months and years of thinking about it.
Luerna propped herself up on her knees and grabbed his cock to steady him. Levka leaned back on his hands, watching as she lowered on him, as her pussy devoured his cock. He bit his lip to keep from groaning, throwing his head back the moment she sat on him fully inside of her. She used his shoulders to help her move. “OH, fuck,” he cursed. He grabbed her hips, falling back to the bed, and watched every move she made. Her fat tits were bouncing, and her moans were loud and plenty. It was more than he could ever dream. She was a masterpiece. How could he convince her that she was absolutely everything he wanted? Words failed him as she rode his cock. Levka stopped her before he came, and he tongued her nipples in an attempt to calm down.
Holding her hips, he got up on his knees. She locked her legs around his waist. He was powerful in his movements, holding her like a sack of flour, barely hindered by the weight. He laid her on her back and dived back into her pussy. He stretched his body over hers, squeezing her breasts between them as he slowly slid in and out, kissing her chin, her neck, and her lips.
She watched him, and a soft little question broke through. “Does it feel good?”
The insecurity was painful to hear, and it stalled his movements. How much did Rurik bring her down? What was he saying to her to make her question such a thing? He struggled with a reply. He was angry and bitter while overwhelmed with love. It was then he realized words would have to come. She needed them, and as much as he didn’t like sounding like a pansy, his pride would have to take second place.
Levka brushed her hair off her forehead as he looked her in the eyes. “Luerna, you are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever known. The way you care for your children, the way you care for your family, and how you put everyone before yourself blows me away. For so long, all I’ve wanted was to care for you, to show how much you deserve to be loved.” His thumb brushed at the tear on her temple. “And yes, baby.” He paused to kiss her, twisting his tongue with hers as he slowly moved again. He parted, panting, lifting up on his knees. “Your pussy is amazing. You’re so fucking wet,” he groaned, increasing his speed, watching the way she tilted her head back as her mouth popped open. He found a good spot, it seemed. With the encouragement, Levka pounded into her with intense energy. He held the back of her thighs, pushing her knees nearly to her breasts getting in deep. Her moans transformed, and curses were plenty.
They stopped and started three more times, but the moment she came again, Levka couldn’t hold himself back anymore. He came buried deep into her pussy as she clung to him, her heavy breath as loud as his own. “Oh, god,” she whimpered. “That was incredible.” She fell back on the bed and was spent.
Levka leaned down and kissed her gently, making out with her, and within a minute, he started flexing his hips again. She pulled back. “Are you serious?”
Levka kissed her jaw and neck and said, “We only have tonight, sunshine.”
Chapter eighteen
Justice
