Page 51 of Savage Pakhan

“I don’t ever want to stop.” Her lips wrap around the crown, and I gasp, standing on my tiptoes from the extreme pleasure.

I brush my fingers through her hair and cup the back of her head. “Fuck, I don’t want you to stop either.” Tossing my head back, I moan to the ceiling, heat blooming across my body as she bobs her head.

Her mouth his hot and wet, tightening around me by hollowing her cheeks. Mia’s experiments with her tongue, flicking it over the sensitive glands that causes me to hiss. She drags her teeth gently over me, mixing pain with a little pleasure.

I love it.

She tries to take more of me and gags when she takes too much of me. Spit strings connect us when she pulls away, her eyes watering. Mia is trying so hard to please me and she doesn’t realize she doesn’t need to try at all.

“I’m sorry,” she says, looking disappointed in herself.

I lift her chin, still struggling to catch my breath, my cock still dying for more of her mouth. “Don’t ever apologize.” I rub my thumb over her swollen lips. “I fucking love your mouth on me. I want to feel it again.”

“It felt good?” She perks up, lazily stroking the base of my cock.

“Your mouth is the best and I want more of it.” I grip her chin with two fingers and tug her closer to my leaking shaft. “Do something about it.”

Her pupils blow wide from the command and her tongue swirls around the crown again, her confidence slowly returning.

Mia is so enthusiastic taking me into her mouth. The slurping sounds nearly send me over the edge. Her hand palms my sack again, rolling the orbs in a cautious, delicate way as she explores a man’s body for the first time.

I love that I’m the one she gets to navigate this with. I wouldn’t trust anyone else with her.

Especially him.

She gags again and this time she doesn’t stop, she keeps going, increasing her pace. Spit drips down her chin, pooling on the bed while she sucks me.

“Fuck, Mia. You look so good with my cock in your mouth.” I slide my hand down her back, then cup her nape, growling from her lips stretching from accommodating me. “Do you like it? If I were to reach between your legs, would you be wet?”

She mewls in reply, dropping her fingers between her freshly finger-fucked pussy, then raising her hand in the hair to show me the glistening evidence.

“You know what to do with that, Lyubimaya.”

She stretches her arm out and I bend down, sucking her fingers into my mouth.

Goddamn, she tastes so good.

I release her fingers with a pop. “Good girl.” The thunder drowns out my vocal sounds as it echoes in the sky, the rain slamming against our windows as if it’s trying to break in to drown us.

It can try all it wants. The way I’ll die is drowning in her.

She bites down, something no one has ever done, and it’s a soft bite. She’s testing what I like and what I don’t.

I curl over her, groaning her name out loud, gripping her hair so hard I’m worried I might pull it out.

Grabbing her by her throat, I yank her off me, and pin her to the bed. Crawling on top of her, I rub my hands on every inch of her I can. Cupping her breasts, her thighs, her ass, and I spread her legs with my knees, settling against her.

“Alek,” she gasps my name.

The head of my cock is at her entrance. The heat and wetness already tempting me to thrust in. I want to be to the hilt, cradled against her so there isn’t an inch left between us.

I want to be so deep, I feel her womb.

Her nails rake down my back, all the way down to my ass, and she clutches each cheek. She pulls me closer, my cock pressing harder, inching into her virgin cunt, and we gasp at the same time.

Her from pain and me from the most pleasure I’ve ever experienced.

“Please, Alek. I can’t wait anymore. I need you.” She tries tugging me forward again, and this time, I’m ready, planting my hands on either side of her to stop myself.