thighs, and I already feel the familiar tingling of an orgasm building deep in my womb, even though Ivan has only plunged into me a few times. I moan and claw against the hardwood floor as I meet Ivan’s deep thrust. The head of his cock hits something deep inside me, each stroke bringing me closer and closer to the edge of insanity. I’m so close, so close, just a few more strokes. I can already feel the throbbing of my swollen clit, Ivan’s heavy balls slapping against it.
The knot of pleasure unravels in my belly, and then, without warning, Ivan stops. He freezes mid-stroke, his hardened cock still planted deep inside me. I groan in frustration, slamming my palm against the floor, making him chuckle.
“Oh, Kitten, I’m nowhere close to letting you come. You disobeyed me and now you’ve got to be taught a lesson.” He leans over me, and I can feel his muscled chest against my back, his hardness pressing into my softness. The he resumes moving, sliding in and out of me but at an excruciatingly slow pace. He’s going to kill me, he’s seriously going to kill me, but with pleasure...
“Please, Ivan,” I whimper, but he continues to lazily move his hips, sliding in and out of me as if we have all night to do this.
“How does it feel to want, Kitten? I want you to listen to me. To trust me, to know that I care for only you… that everything I do…” He thrusts deep, his cock filling me to the hilt. “…is to protect you.” He pulls damn near all the way out, leaving just the head inside my entrance. He slams into me again, and my knees give out on me with the force of the thrust. My hardened nipples rub against the wooden floor through my cotton t-shirt, heightening my pleasure.
I need more.
“More…” I beg, wanting more, needing more of him.
“On your knees, Kitten,” Ivan gruffly orders and helps me to my knees, keeping his hand on the back of my neck to hold me in place. Once in position, he starts fucking me again, each thrust harder and deeper than the thrust before it, if that’s even possible. I feel my chest constrict. It’s hard to breathe, hard to do anything but take the pleasure he’s giving me.
“Ivan,” I cry out, as he bottoms out inside me, his thickness stretching me, owning me from the inside out.
“You want to come, don’t you, Kitten? I can feel your little kitty purring, quivering, begging to gush all over my thick cock.” His dirty words turn me on more, and I push back against him, meeting each thrust he gives me.
“Please…” I beg, my nails digging into the wooden floor. My knees throb, and my cheek aches, but I want this…I want it so bad.
“Are you going to be a good girl?” he asks, and I can hear the desire in his voice, hear how far gone and close to the edge he is, too. His entire body is braced against mine, his fingers dig into the flesh at my neck and at my hip, and it feels like he’s embedding himself deep inside my skin.
“Yes… Yes…” I answer eagerly, praying he’ll give me the release I’ve been chasing since he started fucking me.
“Beg,” Ivan orders, his voice firm.
“Please, let me come, please, I’ll be good. I’ll listen.” At my response, he releases the hold on my neck and snakes it beneath my belly, his fingers finding my swollen, wet clit.
“Come, Kitten, squeeze my cock tightly. Milk me, Kitten, make that pretty pink pussy quiver…” His fingers rub against my clit furiously, forcing me to climax. And I do, holy hell, do I. My legs shake, and light flashes before my eyes as I shudder beneath him. Every muscle in my body tenses and I’m soaring, flying through the air. The euphoric pleasure fills my veins, and I never want this moment to end.
I feel Ivan moving in and out of me, his thrusts are hard, his body tight and coiled with tension. I want him to come, too. I want to feel his release coat my insides.
“Come for me, Ivan.” I gaze at him over my shoulder, and he turns to molten lava, his movements becoming jerky as he finally finds his own release. His cock seems to grow larger inside of me and then I feel the warmth of his release flood my womb.
My chest heaves as I try