slightly now and then, but he let me feel how full it was with just his fingers. If they were replaced with his cock, how much more intense would it feel?
His words, the image he created with them, pushed me closer and closer.
Without warning, Viktor dipped his head between my legs and my thighs fell open for him. He closed his mouth over my pussy, and I moaned, crying out when he ran his tongue over my clit. He flicked his tongue over the sensitive bud a few times, his fingers were still buried inside me. When he returned to my clit, he started licking and sucking, much like he’d done to my nipples. He pumped his fingers in and out of me, and I cried out as something animalistic and delicious grew inside me, threatening to take over.
I lifted my hands to my breasts and cupped them, tweaking my own nipples. Viktor groaned when he saw it, and the deep reverberations of his voice vibrated through my pussy, making me curl with pleasure. I was so close, my whole body trembled. My breathing was shallow and erratic.
“That’s it, Malen kiy,” Viktor murmured against my clit, the words almost buried in my pussy. “Come for me.”
As if I was doing it on command, I came undone. The orgasm ripped through me, starting at my core and spreading through my body, and I cried out in ecstasy. Viktor held his mouth against me, sucking gently on my clit as he moved his fingers inside, allowing me to ride out the wave of pleasure that overcame me.
It was the most powerful orgasm I had ever experienced.
And the first a man had given me.
But he wasn’t finished with me.
Holy shit.
When I came down from my high, Viktor withdrew his fingers. He looked me in the eye as he lifted his hand to his lips and licked his digits.
“You taste like heaven, Angel.”
He crawled over my body, moving deliciously slow. When he balanced himself over me again, lying half on top of me but his weight off me for the most part, his face was only inches from mine. He lifted his fingers to my lips, and when I breathed in, I caught my own scent.
“Incredible, Angel,” he said and kissed me. His hand rested on my breast, only cupping it without moving. He kissed me slowly, exploring my mouth. Finally, he dipped his head into my neck and sighed.
“Sleep, Angel.”
He reached for the covers that had been pushed away and tugged them over us. I was still naked, but Viktor still wore his boxers. He tucked me close to his chest, the physical barrier between us broken, and planted a kiss in my hair.
“Sleep, kitn,” he said again.
“What does that mean?” I asked, already sleepy after my intense orgasm.
“Kitten.”
I smiled and turned onto my side so he could spoon me. Viktor curled his body around mine like a question mark, and I felt his thick cock against my ass.
He hadn’t asked to do anything more than give me an orgasm. He was moving slow, and I didn’t have to ask him to. It made me feel special. I closed my eyes and sank into a blissful sleep, more satisfied than any man had ever left me.
Viktor really was something else. A man from a fantasy, maybe. Because someone as sexy, as able, as incredible as he was couldn’t be real.
He was almost too good to be true.
Viktor
When I opened my eyes, she was asleep on my arm, her auburn hair spread out over my bicep, and the contrast against my white skin was beautiful. I studied her features while she slept. Fuck, she was the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen. Delicate, pure, innocent.
And I was fucking with that, wasn’t I? I just had to have a taste of her last night. No matter how much I had tried to hold back. She had touched me with such a gentle hand. No one treated me like that. No woman I’d been with before had touched me as if they could chase my demons away.
My demons were far too fucked up for Angela to be able to chase away, but that she thought she could made me feel different.
I’d never felt like this about anyone. And I was in a hell of a lot of trouble. Because even though this woman had only been here for… what was it? Three days? I felt something for her. Something serious and deep.
And that was a problem.
Men