“I’m not cute.”
“You are to me.”
He tries to scowl, but really, he’s fighting a smile and watching me with a sort of awe that tickles my insides, and my cock. Can’t forget about that little insatiable whore.
“You’re so annoying,” he puffs out as he lifts himself on his knees, then shifts so he’s positioned between my thighs and reaches between us. I open my legs wider as he drives two lubed-up fingers inside me.
“You love that I’m annoying.” I pant, trying to relax as much as possible to allow him access when he adds the third, then I lather my hand with lube. “It makes you dripping wet, baby.”
I wrap my hands around him, squeezing him roughly, and he lets out a deep rumble. My nostrils flare when precum oozes from the tip and he throbs in my palm like crazy.
Ido that to him.
Imake the Vaughn Morozov so fucking needy.
“You act so standoffish and cool, but you become a weeping mess when I touch you, Mishka.”
“Fuck…Mmm…you goddamn asshole…” He moans, then pushes me back, forcing me to release him. “I’ve been fantasizing about fucking you for a whole week, I’m not coming in your hand, Volchonok.”
His words light me up like fireworks.
He’s been thinking about me for the entire week.
Five days.
In your fucking face, Cy. Go touch some grass.
He withdraws his fingers, only to press his cock against me, the thick crown breaching with one brutal shove of his hips.
A grunt rips from me as he growls low in his throat, driving deeper, both hands cradling my face, his eyes locked to mine as if his life depends on it.
It’s apparently a pattern. He loves to look at my eyes at all times. Whether I’m the one who’s fucking him or the other way around. Even when I fucked him from behind against the bathtub, he kept looking back the whole time.
Not sure what he sees in my freaky eyes, but apparently, he likes them a lot.
His chest glistens with sweat as he pushes further. “God fucking dammit, you feel perfect, do you know that?”
“Mff…”
“Why do you feel so good?Fuck.” He releases all sorts of delicious growly noises as he stretches me the fuck up.
I shift and adjust, opening my legs wider, giving him more access, letting him impale me.
I never thought I’d be craving being filled and claimed, but here we are.
“Your ass is the best hole my cock has ever been in.” He kisses my forehead, just a brush of his lips—a fleeting one. That, coupled with his words, and I’m getting hard in an instant.
Need to text Danika the news. Or not. Want her as far away from him as possible. The moon is my preferred location for her.
“You haven’t had many holes, so that’s stating the obvious,” I say, mostly because I need him to specifically say I’m better than her.
What? I’m extremely salty she was his first.
Like, dead offended.
In a perfect world, we should’ve been each other’s firsts.
“You never know when to shut up, do you?” He thrusts all the way in, bottoming out, the slap of his groin against my ass reverberating in the air.
