Page 146 of Taken By My Grumpy Pakhan

“Kaz… Kaz…”

He hummed against my pussy, the vibration hitting me like a wave.

“I’m gonna… oh my god, I’m gonna…”

He increased the pressure on my clit, flicking his tongue at the same time and sending me off the edge I’d been tethering on.

I didn’t know how long my orgasm lasted, but when I opened my eyes, Kazimir’s face hovered above me, his lips glistening with the remnants of me.

I got a fresh burst of courage. “Kiss me,” I said. “I want to taste what you do to me.”

Something fierce and possessive darkened his features before his lips sealed over mine. It was nothing like the other kisses we had.

It was salty, deep, and felt like a prayer. I kissed him until I couldn’t separate my taste from his.

Kazimir pulled back first, his forehead resting on mine while his shoulders shook above me.

“You’ll be the death of me.”

The admission caused a small smile to spread across my lips. “Good thing I have no intentions of murdering you… yet.”

A chuckle rumbled through his chest, but my amusement was short-lived when a thick length pressed against me.

I looked up to find him already watching me, his eyes heavy with a question we both knew the answer to.

“Can I?”

“Please…” he added before I got the chance to respond.

My stomach did the thing. I flipped over and contracted so fast I could’ve cum from the impact alone.

There was something undeniably hot about a man as proud as Kazimir begging, and that something set my nerves on fire and wrapped my legs around him.

“Yes,” I nodded.

He let out a heavy breath, his forehead resting briefly on mine before he lifted off to watch me.

It wasn’t the first time we were having sex, it wasn’t even the fifth, but somehow, it felt more intimate than my first time.

“Tell me if you feel any discomfort,” he said, his eyes not leaving my face as he pried open my legs and flexed both my hips.

My breath caught in my throat when I felt him nudge at my entrance.

Every part of me stilled in anticipation. Even breathing felt like a distraction from the moment.

He pushed forward, his eyes never leaving mine until he was completely inside.

We both released a sigh of contentment when he was buried to the hilt. I felt full in a way I’d never felt.

“I’ve missed you,” Kazimir said, brushing his lips against mine.

With my hips flexed and increasing the surface area for his cock, I didn’t trust my voice to come out as anything more than a strangled moan.

Kazimir adjusted himself above me, making sure to keep my belly out of the way before withdrawing slightly and sinking back into me.

His strokes were slow and languid, giving me the time to feel him in every part of me, ingraining his girth to my walls while his lips scattered kisses on my face.

I didn’t think it was possible to feel more than just pleasure from sex, but I felt my heart swell with every kiss until I couldn’t take it anymore.