“I’m going to get you ready for me, before using my cock.”
“Okay.”
He pushed lowered his face into her cunt and blew at her clit. Vadim apparently knew what he was doing. He tongued the sensitive nub of flesh, occasionally using a bit of teeth, leaving her a panting mess, like her body no longer belonged to her. She moaned, aware of her slick pussy lips. She was so wet and ready for him. Needing something to hold onto, she gripped the grass, coming away with slivers. Eve clawed at the ground again, found a sturdy root and held on.
“You’re ready.” Vadim leaned forward, took her mouth again. He gave her a surprisingly tender and sweet kiss, one that nearly sent her over the moon. Then he broke the foil, slipped the rubber over his shaft, and pressed the tip against her entrance. She held him instead, nails creating half-crescent marks on his inked, tanned flesh as he slowly sank his cock inside her.
Eve felt every inch, the burn making her grit her teeth. Some kind of barrier broke and she felt sticky fluid down her thigh.Not yet,she thought.
“Endure this for me, princess. Soon enough, I’ll make you fly.”
Holding on to his promise, she took deep breaths, until he sheathed himself to the hilt, balls brushing against her ass. His stubbled jaw brushed against hers, and she opened her mouth to receive his kiss, this one bruising, fully waking the hunger inside of her.