push his fingers into my slit, to slide them around in my wetness, to plunge them into me.
I’d never thought such dirty things in my life. But Viktor awoke another side of me, a side I hadn’t even known existed. With him, I became a sexual creature made of need.
I ran my hand over his hip, daring to touch him. He responded by tilting his hip toward me, encouraging. I moved around, sliding my hand over his delicious body, until I squeezed his ass. Tight. Round. Perfect. I wanted to take a bite out of it. Like an apple. I dug my nails into his perfect ass through his boxers and Viktor groaned into my mouth.
“You’re driving me crazy, Malen kiy,” he murmured. He pressed his lips to my neck. “You have no idea how much I want you. To feel you under me. I want to pin you down and taste every inch of you.”
I gasped, wanting the same things as he said them.
“And when I’m done tasting, I want more. I want to fuck you. I want to bury my cock deep inside you, feel every inch of your body sliding over mine.”
I moaned, curling against him, squeezing his ass tighter. I wanted to touch his cock, but I was nervous. He was so confident and knew what he was doing. I was so inexperienced.
“Tell me, Malen kiy, has a man ever taken you to a place where you can lose yourself?”
I shivered and said, “No. I’ve never…” I swallowed, feeling silly admitting it. “I’ve never slept with anyone.”
Viktor jerked his head up. His eyes were dark in the dim light of the moon falling through the sheer curtains. His thick brows knitted together. “How is this possible?” he asked. “A beauty like you. And no man has touched you?”
I blushed. “Well, I haven’t done nothing. I just haven’t done everything.”
Viktor groaned. “Do you have any idea how fucking perfect that is?”
I hadn’t expected this reaction. I felt silly that I had waited so long. I was in my twenties and still a virgin, when most of my friends had been sleeping with guys since their teenage years. But Viktor made it sound like something special.
“Tell me, Malen kiy, what do you want? Do you want me to take you? To go where no man has gone before?”
He nibbled the tender skin in my neck, rolling his large body over mine. He held himself up so he didn’t crush me, but his thick cock pushed against my crotch and he ground himself against me. I moaned and gasped. I ran my hands along his sides. Viktor wasn’t wearing a shirt, and his skin was hot. I could feel the thick muscle ripple beneath my hands as he held himself up, teasing me, giving me just enough that I wanted to beg.
“Do you want me to fuck you?”
“Yes.”
Viktor looked at me. His eyes were pools of black I could lose myself in. He lowered his head and kissed me again. The kiss was gentle, tender, so different from the hunger he had kissed me with a moment before.
“I won’t hurt you, Malen kiy,” he murmured against my lips.
I didn’t know this man. He was a stranger, and I was stuck in what felt like a dream world. But I trusted him. I didn’t know why, but I trusted him.
Viktor pulled up my shirt, working it over my abdomen lazily, taking his time. With my shirt still halfway in place, he moved closer and placed lips on mine, his mouth moving as his tongue slid between my lips.
“I want to see all of you,” he said, his voice a low baritone.
Viktor finally lifted my shirt, and I gently raised my arms. He broke the kiss long enough to pull my shirt over my head. I shivered with excitement in the cold air of the room as he exposed my skin. I lay topless on the bed, bathed in nothing but moonlight, and felt butterflies in my belly as I looked up at Viktor.
I wanted this. I wanted him... badly.
He studied my body as if he hadn’t seen a woman’s naked form before. His face was filled with admiration, lust, and hunger in his eyes as he licked his lips when he regarded me.
“You are beautiful,” he said in a thick voice. He dipped his head again and kissed me before moving his head to my breasts.
He sucked one nipple into his mouth, kneading my other breast with a large skilled