His smile stayed glued to his face. With one hand, he unzipped his pants and pushed them down his legs, stepping out of them. His shirt was next, and it was only to shrug it off that his hand left my body.
He stood there naked and unashamed in all his manly gorgeousness. “It doesn’t matter how you touch me, Amy. We will learn what the other likes. That’s part of the fun.”
Sliding the ruins of my ripped dress over my shoulders, he unclipped my bra with one hand, and they pooled between our bodies, trapped there as our mouths clashed back together.
He cupped my breasts, easing the nipples up to diamond-hard points that ached painfully. I reached for his cock, my hand around the base and squeezed gently before moving.
It was steel hard but wrapped in velvet and so thick that my fingers barely touched. No wonder it had hurt last night. But even if the pain was still fresh on my mind, I wanted to do it again. It was a need like lava between my thighs.
“God, Amy,” Alexei groaned as I swiped my fingers against the leaking head of his cock. Capturing a drop of creamy precum, I sucked it off my fingertip without even thinking. His eyes bugged out of his head. “Jesus.”
Emboldened by his words, I worked him up and down harder and faster.
There was something so mesmerising about watching him struggle not to come undone under my hand.
“Do you like the taste of me?” he asked from the hollow of my neck.
“Yes,” I answered, and I meant it. He was salty and tangy and completely morish.
Alexei’s deep, dark eyes widened. “Good, because I can wait to lose myself in your mouth, Amy. But first.” He stepped back, working my clothes off my body until I was as naked as he was, but not as confident.
Instinctively, I tried to cross my arms around my chest.
“Don’t cover your body from me, Amy,” he ordered, and my arms dropped to my side. “How can I worship you on my knees if you hide from me?”
Worship me on his knees? I lifted an eyebrow in shock.
Kissing his way over my straining breasts, he licked and teased each nipple, coaxing them upwards, and then he dropped to his knees in front of me. Hands on my hips, he moved further and further down.
“Has anyone ever done this to you before, Amy?” From his place with his lips pressed against my lower stomach, his eyes clashed with mine.
Unable to speak, I shook my head.
“Good.” Clutching me tightly, he pulled me into his mouth, licking and circling my clit the same way he had done with my nipples. Only this was a million times more intense. It felt like my very soul was screaming out for something, some kind of relief that only his sinfully good mouth could give me.
“Alexei,” I whimpered his name like a prayer.
“Hold on to me,” he growled out. Parting my thighs, he licked a long line straight from ass to clit, parting me with his tongue, so he could test my tightness.
“I’m not sure I can,” I managed to squeak. It was getting harder and harder to think. I could barely catch my breath, and still, the pressure kept building.
Last night, when he had made me cum, it hadn’t been like this. This was everything. This was…my legs buckled, and the pressure snapped. Every single atom of my body turned into liquid as I threw back my head and screamed my pleasure to the heavens.
It was only Alexei’s firm hands on my body that kept me upright.
“That’s it, baby,” he crooned, his tongue still lapping at me like I was cream, and he was a starving cat.
A second passed, or maybe it was a year, I could no longer tell, and still the pleasure kept coming. My legs were swept from under me, and I fell onto the massive four-poster bed. Instantly, he was over me.Trapping me under his weight, he pushed the thick head of his cock into me slowly. Inch by inch. His eyes were glued to my face.
“Just like that, you’re taking me so well,” he moaned as he finally slid home and filled me totally.
The orgasm he’d given me on his knees exploded back to life. My nails clawed down his back, opening up his skin in thin, narrow scratches that didn’t seem to bother him at all. If anything, they seemed to urge him on.
He moved, slowly at first and then harder and faster, and I moved with him. My body knew exactly what to do even if I didn’t. I moaned his name again, my core clenching around him.
“Fuck, you take me so well, Amy, but I’m not going to last five seconds if you keep moaning my name like that?”
Had I been moaning his name? Wrapping my legs around his waist, I lifted my hips to meet his thrusts. He came hard, his cock twitching inside of me as he buried his face in the softness of my hair and groaned my name.
