“She’s not, and she’s truly an unpleasant person to be around.”
“I’m glad you didn’t fall for her like every other man seems to.”
He smiles and gives my bottom lip a soft bite. “How in the hell could I have fallen for her when I’d already lost myself to you?”
“There’s that sweet stuff I wanted.”
He laughs and kisses along my jaw. “I’ll always give you the sweet stuff, baby.”
His tongue flicks my earlobe, and when I rock my hips up to him, he presses against me, letting me feel how hard and ready he is for me.
“I’m still sore,” I tell him, smiling when he whispers “Good” in my ear.
“I can be gentle,kiska.” His hands slide down my body, gripping my shirt and pulling it off. “Fuck,” he groans when he sees the long, red marks that still mar my skin from our night in the woods. Unclasping my bra, he tosses it aside and runs his fingers over the scratches. “So fucking beautiful,” he whispers, bringing his mouth to my skin to kiss the closest cut. He takes his time, kissing the long red lines that decorate my skin before finally running his tongue over one of my nipples. I run my hands through his hair, watching him lick and suck my sensitive skin.
“I’m going to give you another one of my firsts,kiska. I’m going to worship your body.” He gives my tit a sharp suck that sends a bolt of pleasure straight to my pussy as my back arches up to him. “I’m going to prove to you just how sweet I can be.”
I can’t take my eyes off the beautiful man who’s kissing my body like it’s something sacred. He closes his eyes, running his nose between my breasts, letting out a sigh as he breathes me in. Kissing a line lower, he licks and nips at my skin, but everything he does is soft and gentle. His teeth graze my skin, but nothing he does is going to leave a mark. The night in the woods, he was ravenous, a man unhinged while still hanging onto just enough control to not tear me to pieces, but this is a different Volodya. He’s just as intense, but our first time together felt like he was marking me, proving to himself and the world that I belonged to him, but right now he knows I’m his, and he’s losing himself in my body, memorizing every detail of it like this is a religious experience for him.
It’s intoxicating to be on the receiving end of such all-consuming adoration, especially when the man is a tatted-up wall of muscle with the most beautiful eyes I’ve ever seen. As if he can read my mind, he looks up at me from beneath his long, dark lashes and gives me a wink while his tongue circles my bellybutton and his fingers make quick work of my pants. Soon I’m naked and he’s hovering his face above my pussy, parting my thighs even wider so he can see me better. I’m completely on display, and when he tilts my hips up, I give a quick yelp and try to lower myself back down. I know he can see every damn part of me, and my face heats up in embarrassment.
“Kiska,” he whispers, letting me feel the heat of his breath against my exposed pussy. “No part of you is forbidden to me.”
I’ve always been too embarrassed and scared to do anything butt related, and knowing how large Volodya is doesn’t make me want to hop on my hands and knees and offer my ass to him. Sensing how nervous I am, he nuzzles my pussy, kissing and licking me until my body starts to relax.
“I’m not going to fuck your ass today, sweetheart,” he murmurs against my pussy, “but I’m a jealous man when it comes to you, and I need to possess every inch of you.”
“It’ll hurt,” I whisper.
“It will,” he agrees, “but it will quickly turn to pleasure, and I will never give you more than you can take.”
He slides his tongue into me, making me forget about everything except the feel of his mouth as he devours me. Everything he does feels sinfully wicked, like it’s wrong but in the best fucking way possible. His fingers dig into my thighs, spreading me wider, tilting me up even more for his eager mouth. The long, slow licks he’s giving me are making my eyes roll back in my head and pulling sounds from me that I wasn’t even aware I could make.
It’s obvious who owns my body now, and it sure as fuck isn’t me. Giving one of my pussy lips a soft bite, he pulls another raspy moan from me and then latches onto my clit, sucking and licking until I’m screaming his name and bucking up against him, fucking his face like the wild woman he’s turned me into. When I start to come down, he gives me lazy kisses and licks, sending little aftershocks of pleasure all through me until my whole body feels like it’s melting beneath him. I’m so blissed-out that I don’t notice him pushing my thighs against my chest so my hips rock up until I feel his tongue run over my asshole.
“The fuck!” I gasp, making him laugh.
He licks me again, lighting up all the nerve endings I never knew existed and surprising the hell out of me with how good it feels. I’m expecting another lick, secretly hoping for it, but he ignores the way I’m panting and how my hips are rocking ever so slightly in anticipation and gives my ass cheek a soft bite.
“Baby steps, sweetheart,” he whispers against my skin, kissing his way back up my body, smiling against me when I paw at his shirt, desperate to get him naked. He lets me pull the shirt off him and then steps back long enough to kick off his boots and get rid of his jeans and boxer briefs.
“Damn,” I whisper when his thick cock springs free. I’d thought maybe I’d imagined how well endowed he is, but nope. He’s just as big as my memories of him. Sitting up, I grab onto his trim waist, marveling at the deep grooves etched into his body from all the muscle, and pull him closer. My eyes run over the thick length of him, wondering if it’s even possible to give this man a blowjob.
“Something wrong?” he asks, hooking a finger under my chin and tilting my face up to his.
“I was just wondering if it was possible to actually choke to death on dick.”
His deep laugh makes me blush because I’m not joking. It’s a legitimate fear I now have.
He runs his thumb over my lips. “I won’t let you go too long without air,kiska.”
I’m about to ask what the fuck that means, but then I see a bead of pre-cum form at his head and I’m already leaning closer to run my tongue over his slit, pulling a groan from him as I fill my mouth with his taste. Once it hits my tongue, I’m a goner. I wrap my lips around him, sucking him in deeper as he fists my hair and thrusts his hips, forcing himself in far enough to make me gag.
“I said I’d be gentle,kiska, but that was before you put your sweet little mouth on my cock. Goddamn, you’re testing my limits.”
I look up at him, my eyes filled with tears because I’m gagging again. He lets out a growl when they spill over and trail a line down my cheeks.
“I could fucking come just from this, just from watching you choke on my cock.”
