“I’ll think about it.”
“Good. Let’s turn to more important matters.”
Her gaze lingered on the monster hanging between his legs, so thick, so full. Eve reached out, curious, curling his fingers around his shaft. She settled on her knees, a better position. Vadim groaned when she moved her hand up and down.
“Harder,” he commanded.
Eve did as he asked, amazed how his shaft became engorged. She swiped the pre-cum gathered at his tip, leaned in close, and gave it a lick, until the taste of him filled her mouth. He speared fingers into her hair, tugging her close.
“Take me in your mouth.”
She parted her lips and took him a couple of inches, before gagging. Eyes watering, she refused to give up. Eve tried again, sucked slower, running her tongue and using a bit of teeth to trace every bump and ridge of his dick.
Eve bobbed her head up and down, able to accommodate more of him, but not all. Never mind. She’d practice.
Wait.Did she just presume there might be a second time and a third?
“I’ll take over.”
She held her mouth open, letting him push in and out of her, rhythm painfully controlled, slow. So careful, she realized. Vadim must have been walking on glass since she arrived. He was close, pulled his prick away, but she held on, pressing her lips over the skin of his dick. Vadim felt like silk stretched over heated steel in her mouth. When he exploded, she accepted his jizz. Droplets dripped down the side of her mouth, but he swiped them clean, licking his fingers after.
Eve blushed and sat back on her heels, waiting for his next instructions. Giving Vadim a blowjob, holding that power over a man like him,herman if she wanted, had aroused her. Even now, her tits contracted, and her pussy grew wet once more.
“Lay on your back on the grass. Touch yourself.”
Her face must be completely red by now, but she liked it when he gave her orders. She scooted backwards, lay down, and spread herself. With two fingers, she parted her cunt lips, aware of his intense gaze pinned on her at all times.
Eve had masturbated many times, especially when she couldn’t sleep. When she touched herself, she’d fantasized about one man. This moment was real, though, and it felt different, with Vadim there.
“Pinch those large tits.”
She closed two fingers over her left tit, his teeth-marks still pinkish, standing out. Mine, Vadim had said as if he stated a simple fact. She pulled at the bud and groaned, closing her legs on impulse, but he walked in front of her, nudging them apart. Eve placed her other hand between her legs and began fondling herself.
When she looked at Vadim, she noticed his hand on his dick, stroking it back to life.
This was really happening. Eve wanted Vadim, obsessed about him as much as he did her.
Eve would always mourn her family, her grief not easily forgotten, but her father and sister had made their choices. In the aftermath of the slaughter, Eve chose to survive. Was it wrong, to cling to the one man who was capable of getting under her skin? Past marrow, skin and bone, Vadim would soon tunnel a way to her heart, only to discover it had always belonged to him.
“Fuck. I need to be in you now.” Vadim went for his jeans, taking out a condom foil from his wallet, and lube.
“You came prepared,” she managed to point out, still not stopping.
“Always am, in case I wore you down and you caved.”
“This thing between us, there’s no cure for it,” she whispered.
“Are you scared?”
“Yes, but I don’t want to back off now.”
“Good.” Vadim knelt in front of her once more, cock once again full, hard.
“Will it hurt?”
“Only the first time.” Vadim gripped her ankle, placed one leg on his shoulder, and then did the same to the other.
Eve soon understood why he chose this position, because it offered intimacy of the highest level. Like this, he could see every expression on her face, every weakness and vulnerability. Vadim uncapped the lube, spreading some on his fingers, then her slick pussy. His touch sent an electric jolt right to her core, made her insides melt.