Fuck, she tastes like heaven. I groan against her, the sound vibrating into her pussy, and she moans, her juices drenching my mouth.
I savor her taste. “So wet, already. All for me. My wife’s sweet little cunt is dripping down her thighs.”
I lick her again, firmer this time, parting her folds with my tongue. Her clit is swollen, peeking out like it’s begging. I circle it, suck it gently between my lips, and her hands fly to my damp hair, gripping tight. “Alexei, I’ve never…I don’t know…”
“That’s it,” I rumble against her pussy, the words muffled. “Hold on to me. Let me hear you.” I slide one thick finger along her entrance, teasing, not pushing in yet.
She’s so tight I can feel the resistance even there.
Virgin.
The word echoes in my head like a drug. I lap at her clit faster, adding just the tip of my finger. Her hips rock against my face, chasing pleasure.
I pull back just enough to look up at her. Her eyes are glassy, lips parted. “You’re doing so good,Roza. Such a good girl for your husband. This pussy is mine now. Say it.”
“It’s yours,” she pants. “Alexei, please, more.”
I give her more. Two fingers this time, scissoring gently as I suck her clit hard.
She cries out, thighs shaking around my ears. I work her open slowly and carefully, feeling her walls flutter and clench. “Tight,” I growl. “So fucking tight. But I’m going to stretch you perfect for my cock, until you can take every inch,krasotka.”
Her back arches, a broken moan tearing from her throat as she comes and floods my tongue.
I don’t stop, licking her through it, drinking every drop until she’s whimpering and pushing at my head.
Only then do I pull back, lips shiny with her juices, and rise to my feet.
The towel drops. My cock springs free, heavy and flushed, the head glistening. Her eyes widen, flicking down to it, then back up to my face.
I climb onto the bed, caging her with my body, and peel the t-shirt off her completely. She lies back, naked and so beautiful with full breasts, pink tight nipples, a soft belly, and that glistening pussy I just devoured.
I kiss her mouth deep and slow, letting her taste herself on my tongue. “Beautiful,” I whisper against her lips. “My virgin wife. So perfect.”
She reaches down tentatively, small hand wrapping around my cock. I hiss, hips jerking. “Careful, baby. You keep touching me like that and I’ll come before I even get inside you.”
“I want to feel you,” she says, voice shy but hungry. She strokes me once, twice—inexperienced but eager.
It’s hotter than any hand job I’ve ever had.
I groan and gently pry her hand away, pinning it above her head with one of mine. “Not yet. This is about you.” I kiss down her neck, sucking a mark just below her ear—mine, mine, mine—then take one nipple into my mouth. I lave it, bite softly, while my free hand returns to between her legs. Two fingers again, pumping slow and deep now that she’s slick and open from her first orgasm. She moans, hips rolling up to meet me.
“Alexei… I need…something…more,” she begs, voice cracking. “Please.”
I release her nipple with a wet pop and look down at her, searching her face.
There’s no fear there, just trust and want. My chest tightens.
This woman, forced into my life by debts and borders, is giving me something no one else ever has. I grab a pillow, slide it under her hips, and settle myself between her spread thighs.
My cock drags heavy along her pussy, the head nudging her clit.
She whimpers, and her head falls to the side.
“Eyes on me,Roza,” I command softly. “Want to watch your face when I make you mine.”
She nods, biting her lip. I notch the head at her entrance. It’s hot, slick, and impossibly tight as I push forward. Just the tip.
She gasps, eyes fluttering.
