His fingers are thicker, rougher than mine, and they waste no time plunging knuckle-deep into my aching cunt. I cry out, back arching off the stool as he finger-fucks me hard and fast.
“Blyat, you’re soaked,” he rasps, thumb circling my clit as he pumps into me. “So fucking tight. Can’t wait to feel this pretty pussy strangling my cock.”
I moan shamelessly, grinding against his hand. “Then what are you waiting for? Fuck me already.”
He chuckles darkly, the sound vibrating through me. “Neukrotimaya kotyonok. I’m going to enjoy taming you.”
Before I can snark back, he’s yanking me up and spinning me around. I brace my hands on the bar as he kicks my legs apart, the blunt head of his cock notching against my entrance.
“Last chance to back out,kroshka,” he warns, his breath hot against the back of my neck. “Once I start, I’m not stopping until I’ve ruined you for any other man.”
I look back over my shoulder, catching his gaze. My eyes are wild, blazing with need and reckless want.
“Wreck me,” I breathe. “Ruin me. I’m yours.”
Something fierce and possessive flares in his eyes. “Moya,” he growls. Then he’s slamming into me, and I’m seeing stars, galaxies, whole fucking universes as he splits me open on his cock.
“Fuck, yes!” I scream, gripping the edge of the bar as he pistons into me, hard and deep and unrelenting.
He feels huge inside me, stretching me to my limits, the pleasure edged with sweet, sweet pain. I’ve never been so full, never been taken so thoroughly. It’s exactly what I need.
“Ty takoy chertovski uzkiy,” he grunts, his hold bruising my hips as he thrusts forcefully.
Again and again.
“So wet and tight. Been thinking about how you’d feel wrapped around my cock since I first saw you.”
My thoughts scatter, his cock short-circuiting my brain.
Fuck, he is so big and hard.
I’m left with only whimpers and gasps as he claims me, owning every inch.
Making me forget that just hours ago, someone tried to kill me.
Making me forget that I’m a Caldwell…
twelve
Leonid
Igrab her hips, slamming her down on my cock as I thrust up hard.
Blyat, she’s so fucking tight.
So wet.
I watch, my brain misfiring as my cock disappears into her sweet cunt over and over, her curvy ass jiggling with each brutal collision of our hips.
The room pulses with the frenetic strains of Paganini’s Caprice no. 24, the staccato notes of the solo violin casting a frenzied, almost manic energy over the sleek black and red decor of my private hotel suite. It’s a stage set for sin, and tonight, the devil is a woman in a mask.
“Fuck, yes!” She hikes up her ass for a deeper thrust, I fist my hand in her hair, yanking her head back. She arches like a bow, a moan torn from her throat.
Pizda,my cock has never been so excited, so fucking hard. She looks so goddamn sexy like this, splayed out and desperate for me. Those red fuck-me heels digging into the carpet, that perfect peach of an ass bouncing on my dick.
I’ve banged more than my fair share on this very bar, in this very room, but none have ever gotten me this riled up.
“Harder,” she demands. Her hand snakes down her belly, fingers finding her clit.
