Her hands run over my back before fisting my hair and holding me tighter against her, whimpering when I give her nipple a soft bite. I kiss my way to her other breast, needing to taste and claim every part of her. When she moans my name, I lift up enough so I can say, “Call me Sasha.”
“Why?” she asks, lifting her head up enough to look at me.
I smile and run my tongue over her nipple while she watches. “Do you really want me to give you a Russian lesson right now,lisichka?”
She sucks in a quick breath when I cup her pussy over her panties, resting my thumb against her clit.
“No, Sasha” she whispers, rocking her hips up against me.
“Good girl.”
Her eyes grow heavy-lidded at my words, and when she falls back onto the bed, I start to kiss my way down her stomach, paying special attention to her scars, kissing each and every one of them until my lips reach the top of her panties. Grabbing onto her thighs, I spread her wide and bury my face between her legs, breathing in the scent of her until I feel drunk on it. I kiss her pussy, groaning at the wet stain blooming on the candy-cane pattern, and when I hook my fingers under the strings at her hips, she lifts her ass so I can pull them off.
The sight of her takes my breath away. I nuzzle my face against her soft, dark curls, groaning when I feel how wet she is.
“You’re so perfect,” I murmur against her pussy, noticing how thick my accent is getting. She makes my entire brain freeze, and soon I know I’ll forget all my English, but for now, I grip the backs of her thighs even tighter, letting my fingers dig into her skin as I spread her wide enough to part her soaked lips.
With a growl, I bury my tongue inside her, needing to taste my virgin wife like I’ve never needed anything before. She whimpers and grips my hair even tighter, trying her damnedest to buck up against me, but I tighten my fingers even more and fuck her with my tongue until her whole body is quivering beneath me. By the time I kiss my way to her clit, all it takes is one firm lick and she’s screaming my name and coming hard for me.
Easing up, I run my tongue around her overly sensitive clit, giving her a chance to catch her breath. Her breaths are fast and sharp, and even now I find myself listening for any signs of her asthma getting out of control. I can barely think with the fog of lust and desire brewing inside me, but my desire to keep her safe trumps everything. When I’m satisfied she’s okay, I bring my lips back to her clit and give her a soft suck.
“I can’t,” she pants. “Sasha, I can’t take any more.”
I smile around her clit and give it one more suck before saying, “You will come as many times as I want you to, wife.”
“I can’t,” she pants again when I give her a hard flick.
“You will,” I growl, pressing my mouth against her again, licking and sucking her sensitive bundle of nerves until she’s screaming my name and digging her heels into my back as her whole body arches up with pleasure.
“Again,” I growl, sliding two fingers inside her soaked pussy and fingering her while I coax another orgasm out of her already spent body. Unable to resist my cock any longer, I practically rip my damn button off my pants in my haste to get my dick out. Fisting myself, I start to jerk myself off while I lick and suck and finger the pussy that I’m now completely and utterly obsessed with.
“One more, baby,” I groan in between licks. “Be a good girl and give me one more.”
“Fuck,” she moans, rocking her hips even faster, and when I feel her whole body tense, I work my cock harder. I’m slick with my own arousal, and my movements are borderline violent as everything narrows down to the feel and taste of her and of how badly I need her. When she moans my name in an exhausted, raspy cry, I let myself go with a growl, lifting up enough so I can shoot my load all over her perfect skin.
The feel of my hot seed hitting her pussy and stomach has her clenching even tighter around my fingers and whimpering as the last of the aftershocks run through her. My whole body is buzzing with pleasure, every part of me consumed by her. I’ve never let my guard down for anyone, and in less than two days my sweetlisichkahas managed to undo me.
Sliding my fingers out of her, I give her pussy one last gentle kiss before laying down and pulling her on top of me, not giving the slightest fuck that we’re both a sticky mess now. My hand runs through her hair, cupping the back of her head while my other hand dances along her back and ass.
She lets out a soft laugh and runs her fingers through my chest hair, sending little shivers of pleasure all through me. “That was amazing.”
I smile and kiss the top of her head. “I’m glad you enjoyed it.”
“Why didn’t you want to do more?”
I can hear the worry in her voice, and it guts me. “Look at me.”
When she lifts up enough so I can see her, I run a finger over her flushed cheek, smiling at the adorableI just came hardlook she’s still sporting.
“I want to fuck you more than I’ve ever wanted anything in my life,” I say, slowly dragging my finger over the smile that spreads across her face at my words.
“Then why didn’t you?”
“Because I don’t want you to regret anything with me. Things have been unusual enough between us, and your first time is something special, something that shouldn’t be rushed.” When she starts to say something, I press my finger against her lips, stopping her words. “Plus, I just really like the idea of an insanely horny virgin who’s dying for my cock.”
She laughs and rolls her eyes at me.
“I’m serious. I may keep you a virgin forever.”