I grin, still on my knees between her legs, gliding my hands up and down her velvety thighs. “Me.Onlyme, kitten.”
“Say it in Russian.”
“Ma-ja ka-ra-le-va,” I say in a low voice, chasing it with a chuckle.
“Yes,” she whispers in response, her beautiful dark eyes scorching me all the way down to my cock.
I rise to my feet and kick off my jeans and boxers, then wrap my arms around her waist, and pick her up. Her legs swing around my waist, arms around my neck, as she kisses me, long and deep and slowly, licking her taste off my tongue.
She is so sporty, so fast, so sexy and borderline animalistic in her need.
I lay her down on the couch, untangle her legs from around me, and hook one over my shoulder.
“I like you wide open, kitten.”
She smiles, her eyes twinkling through her half-closed slits.
I eat up the view, then bring my cockhead to her entrance and push inside.
“Fuuuuck,” I exhale, heat surging through my cock and lower body, making my knees weak as I push inside her, deeper with every thrust, until I’m buried in her to the hilt. “Fuck,” I blurt out, unable to hold back.
“What took you so long?” she whispers, pulling me down into the warm softness of her body.
“Was trying to save you from being ruined, kitten,” I murmur, thrusting into her. “You are driving me insane.”
I slide my hand between us and to her pussy and start rubbing it as my mouth fuses with hers in a kiss.
Kat rolls her hips, twisting herself onto my cock. So flexible. Her one leg over my shoulder. So impatient. Her one hand grabbing my hair so tightly that I growl in pain. The pain resonates with the insane lust that barrels through me as I start thrusting in her harder.
I need it.
She needs it.
My hand rubs her pussy like I’m trying to find another opening there, and in a moment, she tears her mouth off me, crying out in orgasm.
Her hand slides down to the base of my cock and cups my balls, tugging them. Pleasure bursts through my body.
Where the hell did this girl learn all the tricks?
My entire body throbs with need, and I start pounding her into the couch.
The tension is so high that in a moment, I blow inside her—so much for wanting to last forever. I keep going like a maniac for several hot seconds until my dick is on the verge of falling off, throbbing with the never-ending ecstasy, her pussy milking it for every last drop.
I’m weak and sweaty as I lean down to lick her nipple and kiss her breast before I collapse on top of her, burying my face in her neck.
“God,” she exhales loudly, her leg slowly sliding off my shoulder.
“I can be,” I murmur.
Her chest shakes in a chuckle as her hands stroke my shoulders. “I thought he would look different.”
“Well, you got lucky. God is handsome, rich, and has a thing for you.”
Another chuckle bursts out of her. “Yeah. That was… Pretty good, Mr. Chancellor.”
Breathing heavily, I raise myself on my elbows to look at her beautiful grinning smug face.
“Pretty good?” I snort, then see her lips and can’t help but kiss her briefly, letting go with a loud smacking sound.