Lumberjacked (A Holiday Lumberjack Mountain Man Romance) - K.C. Crowne Page 0,39
into me hard and fast.
For a while, the only sounds in the room were my cries and his grunts, and his cock sliding in and out of me. He moved away from the wall and back to the bed, resting his knee on the mattress first before laying me down. He moved inside me with slow strokes, his large muscular body hovering over mine, dominating, delicious, in and out, his eyes locked on mine.
“You’re mine, Angela,” he said as he thrust deep into me. “All of this is mine. Do you understand?”
I moaned and nodded, my words incoherent when I tried to speak.
“Can you feel the way my body fits inside yours?”
I moaned again. His strokes were deliciously slow, and I could feel an orgasm building inside me, coaxed into being with his slow thrusts, kindled to life like a fire. My skin was hot and I felt feverish, trembling with anticipation of what was to come.
“The sounds you make get me so hard,” Viktor said when I moaned again. “You feel so good, kitn.”
He kept talking as he thrust into me. My body quaked, the orgasm pushing closer and closer, and I made noises I didn’t know I could make.
“That’s it, Angel,” Viktor said in his thick Russian accent, and holy shit, it was hot as hell. “Come for me.”
I cried out as the orgasm spread through me, starting from my core and washing into the rest of my body. Viktor grunted and started fucking me harder.
“Tell me how much you love it when I fuck you,” he said in a gruff voice. He thrust into me harder and harder, my body moving on the mattress, my breasts bouncing back and forth. “You look so fucking beautiful right now.”
My eyes slipped closed, but I opened them so I could watch him.
“Tell me, Angel,” he said. “Tell me what you want.”
“I want you to come inside me,” I gasped.
Viktor gave a throaty chuckle, his eyes dark and drowning deep. “Good girl, Malen kiy.”
He set a relentless pace, his cock slamming into me, pounding against my cervix, and I cried out as he pounded into me. Viktor’s face was riddled with concentration, his muscular shoulders ripped with the strength of holding himself up. I ran my hands over his shoulders and dug my fingers into his skin when he fucked me harder still. I clung onto him, holding on for dear life.
I could feel him heading for his own release. He gritted his teeth, and he moved harder and deeper as if he’d found yet another gear. His cock grew harder inside me, and he plunged deep, his cock twitching as he released. He filled me and I cried out, feeling every pulse. It brought back an echo of my own orgasm, and Viktor grunted and moaned on top of me as he came.
When he slowed down, his orgasm over, he slowly pulled out of me, still hard.
“Turn around, kitn,” he grunted.
I remembered how hard he had stayed last time, and a thrill passed through me as I rolled onto my hands and knees. Viktor put his hands on my hips and thrust into me again. I cried out, sheer pleasure the only thing I could feel.
“Your ass is perfect,” he said, kneading my cheeks while he pushed into me.
He paused for just a moment, sliding his thumb into my wetness, and dragged his thumb up to my asshole. Slowly, he started moving his cock inside me again, circling my asshole with his thumb. I whimpered, the sensation incredible, pushing me into another level of ecstasy.
He didn’t do any more than that. He only pushed his thumb against my second entrance while he slowly slid his cock in and out of me, and it made me shiver with a sense of yet another orgasm rising inside of me.
How was he doing this to me? With him, the pleasure never stopped. He could keep fucking me forever, and I would keep coming for him.
He picked up his pace again, and the pressure of his thumb against my asshole created new feelings, new heights of ecstasy.
“Don’t come until I tell you to,” he ordered.
I was on the verge; trying not to orgasm was the opposite of what I had been doing. I wanted to fall apart so badly; I wanted the pleasure rushing over me.
“Not yet, kitn,” Viktor said.
“I don’t think I can,” I whimpered. I was so fucking close, my body was shaking.
Viktor stopped thrusting, his cock filling me up without moving.