“Moy malen'kiy olen'is all mine,” I murmur, intense satisfaction making my words hoarse.
I move down, pushing her cargo pants and panties to the floor, then I order, “Sit on the couch.”
Aurora doesn’t look so sure, but without arguing, she takes a seat, instantly crossing her legs to hide her pussy from me.
The corner of my mouth lifts in a smirk as I lean over her, gripping her t-shirt and tugging it over her head. “No use in hiding,moy malen'kiy olen'. I’m going to see, taste, and fuck every part of your body.”
“Jesus, Misha,” she gasps. She looks torn between being appalled by my choice of words and turned on by them.
Letting out a dark chuckle, I say, “I promised to corrupt you.” I unclasp her bra and throw the fabric somewhere near the window. “This is me keeping my word.”
Kneeling by her feet, I place my hands on her knees. With my eyes roving over her perky tits and soft stomach, I push her legs open until I can see the pussy I’m risking my very life for.
“Flawless,” I breathe with absolute reverence.
She’s a goddess, and I’m ready to worship at her feet.
Literally.
My palms move up the insides of her thighs. My eyes flick to her face, and I watch as she grows so fucking nervous she’s holding her breath.
“Breathe,moy malen'kiy olen',” I order.
“Sitting with my legs open while you’re staring at my lady parts feels super awkward,” she admits.
I let out a chuckle. “It won’t be awkward for long.” My hands reach the apex of her thighs, and when my thumb lightly brushes over her clit, her body jerks and goosebumps erupt over her skin.
“Hold on to something,” I warn her as I lean forward. My hands slip behind her ass, and I tug her toward me. “You’re going to need the support.”
Her eyes widening draws a dark chuckle from me right before my head lowers, and I swipe my tongue over her clit.
“Misha,” she hisses, her words laced with embarrassment and uncertainty.
Then I fucking latch onto her pussy like a starving man.
“Jesus!” she exclaims. Her hand slaps down on the couch, and her nails dig into the fabric, her ass lifting off the cushion.
When my teeth scrape over her clit, her chin drops forward, and her eyebrows knit together. It looks like she’s about to cry, but instead, her lips part, and a needy moan drifts over them.
Our eyes lock as I devour her pussy until her body tenses, and she cries, “Misha…God. Help.”
I tease her by circling her opening with my thumb while I suck and bite her clit until her ass lifts off the couch again and her body starts to convulse. Her hips take over, swiveling greedily as her pussy rubs over my mouth and chin, searching for all the friction she can get.
My free hand moves over her abdomen and up to her breast, my touch possessive and hard. I squeeze her perky tit before rubbing her nipple into a hard bud between my fingers. Tugging at her, I draw another moan from her as she starts to come down from her orgasm.
I press a kiss to the soft short curls between her legs, on her abdomen, and to her stomach.
Then I see the scar from when she got injured during the fall. Bringing my fingers to the crescent shape mark, I touch it with absolute reverence. I lean forward and pepper the jagged line with kisses before I work my way up her body.
“Wow,” she whispers with awe as she finally comes down from her orgasm.
I latch onto her other nipple and bite and suck at her flesh, just allowing myself a moment to feast on her perfect body.
Aurora’s hands slip into my hair, her fingers tugging at the short strands.
I’m fucking high from the scent of her arousal, the sounds she makes, and the feel of her body.
Christ, I’m so high I doubt I’ll ever come down to reality again. This is where I want to die.