He waits until I put my head back down before I hear his zipper being lowered the rest of the way and then the rustle of fabric as he pulls off his jeans. I know he’s naked right behind me, and the temptation to turn around is so strong that I start to wiggle in place. He gives a soft laugh behind me and drags his fingers down my spine.
“You want so badly to look, but you’re too much of a good girl to disobey me, aren’t you, sweetheart?”
He’s not wrong. I want the good girls. I want the praise. I want to please him. “Yes,” I whisper.
“So perfect,” he murmurs against my skin, kissing his way down my spine.
When I feel his cock, the thickness of him pressed up against my side, I moan and fist the blankets, using all my willpower to keep my eyes fixed on the bed beneath me. I’m not expecting the first spank when it comes, and the scream of surprise and pain is out before I can stop it.
“That’s one, baby.”
“You’re not really going to give me twenty-one, are you?”
I can hear the smile in his voice when he says, “Maybe, maybe not,” before he spanks my other cheek. “Two.”
I fist the blankets, biting my lip to keep quiet as he spanks me three more times. When he runs his fingers over my stinging, hot flesh, I let out a moan at how good it feels.
“Spread your legs, Evie.”
Scooting my feet further apart, I wait to see what he’ll do next. I feel his leg come in between my thighs, nudging me even wider. When he’s satisfied, he cups my ass and then gives it a soft pat.
“Does that count?”
He laughs and gives me a hard spank. “No, but that one did.”
I smile even though my ass feels like it’s on fire. Not being able to see him has all my senses on high alert. I have no idea if I’m about to get another spank or a soft pat or even if he’s still standing right behind me. I can sense his presence, but that could all be in my imagination. After what feels like several minutes but is probably less than one, he lightly drags a finger along my slit, making me cry out from how damn good it feels. My body is starved for his touch, desperate and needy for it, and that one stroke leaves my body shaking.
“You’re soaking wet, sweetheart,” he groans. “So fucking wet you’re dripping down my hand.” When he slides a finger into me, I moan his name and drop my head to the bed, rocking my hips against him as best I can. The next spank he gives me is way more pleasure than pain.
“Goddamn,” he growls. “Your tight little pussy clenches so good when I spank you.” He spanks me two more times and mutters something in Russian as my body instinctively clenches every time his hand hits my ass.
I’m ready for my next spank, eager and already craving the sting, when I feel his hands on my hips seconds before he lifts me up and runs his tongue along my slit.
“Fuck!” I moan, burying my face in the bed as his tongue parts my lips and dips inside, fucking me in long, slow strokes until my head is spinning and I feel the pleasure start to build deep inside me. He slides his tongue out and then runs it over my clit, pushing me closer to the edge. Right when I feel the beginnings of the release that I’m so fucking desperate for, he pulls back and gives my clit a sharp smack, killing my orgasm as tears spring to my eyes from the sheer injustice of it.
“Ten,” he says, and the amusement in his voice has me smacking my hand against the mattress in anger, but I don’t turn around. My reward is another slow lick of his tongue along my poor clit and then he continues it, licking along my slit, but he doesn’t stop there. I don’t even get the chance to be embarrassed before he’s grabbing my cheeks and spreading me wide, running his tongue all the way up to my asshole. He circles the place I always thought would forever remain forbidden, and the rush of pleasure takes me by complete surprise. I gasp and fist the blankets so tight my knuckles ache as he lights my body up from the inside out.
I’m panting by the time he pulls back and gives my ass one more spank. “I could spend the whole night eating your ass and pussy, sweetheart, but if I don’t get inside you, I’m going to lose my fucking mind.”
He gives my ass cheek a soft bite and slowly kisses along my skin, nipping and sucking and licking until I’m begging him to fuck me. He works his way up my back, pressing his hard length against my ass while he gives my shoulder a soft bite.
“Turn around,lapochka,” he whispers against my ear. “I want to see you.”
I quickly flip over, stunned by the dark look he’s giving me when I’m on my back and he’s looking down at me like he’s seconds away from devouring me whole. His broad shoulders and powerful body loom over me, making me feel so damn small in comparison. He slides an arm under me, scooting me further onto the bed before positioning himself between my legs. I spread my thighs wider for him, but when I feel his thick head nudge my pussy, my whole body tenses.
“I’m scared,” I admit, because god is this going to hurt like a son of a bitch. I’m guessing his big dick is a challenge for any woman, but for a virgin? I’m afraid he’s going to split me in two.
“Just relax, baby.” He rubs the head of his cock over my clit, pulling a gasp from me. “Trust me,lapochka. Trust me with your body.”
I nod and wrap my arms around him, cupping the back of his head and running my hands through his hair when he kisses me. The kiss is slow and deep, and the entire time his lips and tongue are teasing me, he’s sliding over my clit. He’s covered in pre-cum, and I’m soaked in my own arousal, making it easy for him to glide over my sensitive skin. He’s kept me on the edge for so long that I can already feel how close I am. I moan, begging him with my body to keep going. I feel him smile against my lips before he pulls back just enough to whisper, “Don’t worry, baby. I’m not stopping this one,” before he kisses me again.
When the orgasm hits, it’s blinding. I cling to him, feeding him my screams as my entire body tenses. I kiss him harder, instinct taking over as my body demands more. I want him in me. I want him spreading me wide. I want the pain and the pleasure. I want it all.
“Please, Valeri,” I beg, even as the orgasm slowly fades away, leaving me feeling completely relaxed and drunk on ecstasy. “I need you inside me.”
“Fuck, baby,” he groans, positioning the head of his cock against my soaked slit. “I love you.” It’s a whisper against my lips right before he slowly starts to slide into me.
“I love you too,” I pant as he presses in and I feel something inside me break. The sharp prick of pain has me clutching at him even tighter, digging my nails into his back as every part of me tenses up.
