“Fuck,” I gasp at the sensation of him pushing into my swollen pussy.
The initial pressure stings, but this time I recover quickly.I slide deeper on his shaft, the position making him feel impossibly huge.
I roll my hips, trying to do what feels good, and he lets out a grunt of pleasure.
“So fucking beautiful,zolotse.”
He sits up and captures my nipple with his mouth, swirling his tongue around it.
I arch into his mouth and he bounces me again with his hands on my hips.
“I’m not hurting you, am I?” He murmurs in my ear.
“A little. But not in a bad way.” There’s a pain I’m faintly aware of it but not the kind that makes me want to stop. I want him to keep going, even if it’s going to hurt tomorrow.
“Good.” He hums his approval. His teeth graze my ear as he kisses his way down my neck.
“That’s it,zolotse, ride that cock like you own it. It’s all yours, every single inch.”
I like the idea that Leks is just as much mine as I am his.
Every inch of his tattooed, scarred skin. Every sin he’s committed. Every regret he has. I wish I could absorb it and have him, all of his scars and memories equally mine.
One hand wraps around my throat as he continues to bounce me in his lap, his cock bottoming out with every thrust.I don’t understand why Leks squeezing my neckheightens my pleasure, but I start to moan helplessly after only a few seconds.
He sits up and I pull him closer, raking my fingernails over his back in newfound desperation. His other hand slides between us to brush over my clit while he chokes me.
My orgasm takes me by surprise. His hand on my throat squeezes with the perfect amount of pressure, and combined with the sensation of his cock stuffing me full, I’m gone.
Leks pulls me tight against his chest as he finishes inside me, thrusting his hips up with a grunt.
I can feel his cum overflow, creating a sticky mess between my legs and all over his lap. No one ever told me sex would be so messy. He doesn’t seem to mind. In fact, he seems to love it.
When he pulls out, Leks brings his fingers between my legs, swiping his fingers through the slick mess we’ve created.His fingers brush against my sensitive flesh, sending a tremor along my spine.
I’m in his lap, leaning back against him, and he spreads my legs wider.
“What do you think, Natalia? Can you come again?”
I nod my head weakly.
I don’t think there’s a limit, when it comes to Leks. If he offers to touch me, I’ll beg him to.
His fingers tease me, at first, with indirect pressure. Arousal starts to build inside me.
Then he starts to push his fingers inside me, fucking his load back inside me.
“I want to keep my load inside you,zolotse…” I watch as his throat bobs and his voice turns husky and vulnerable. “Can’t stop thinking about getting you pregnant. About your body swelling up with my baby to let everyone know that you really are mine.”
The thought heightens my arousal instantly.
The idea that Leks is doing this to make sure I get pregnant for him.
As some kind of act of claiming me… It should be fucked up.
Instead, it makes me whimper and ride his hand.The friction drives me crazy, another jolt of pleasure shooting through me with every brush of his thumb against my clit.
He chuckles. “Look at you, darling. A few hours ago you were a virgin. Now you’re a little cumslut, aren’t you? Desperate for me to claim you like this?”
