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Finally, she nods ever so slightly. She bites her lower lip and looks at me with such vulnerability that I want to do so much more than just go down on her.

I inch closer to her, cupping the back of Robin's neck to bring her in for a deep, claiming kiss.

She melts against me with a soft moan, her hands coming up to clutch at my shirt. I slide my palm down her body, slipping under her long, loose skirt and into her panties. She is soaked, just as I expected.

"Boris," she gasps, squirming against my touch. I kiss along her jaw and down her neck, nipping at the cusp of her breasts.

"I've got you," I murmur. With that, I gently guide her to the couch and make her sit. Then, I move down to kneel on the floor in front of the couch, arranging myself between her legs.

I look up and see her watching me, flushed blood red. God, she’s so fucking beautiful.

Though I serve her right now, I feel like I’m the one winning in life.

I slide up her skirt, hooking my fingers under the waistband of her panties, and tug them off, tossing them aside.

Then I spread her silken-smooth thighs open to me, admiring the sight of her glistening pussy. My cock throbs, straining against my zipper—but this is all about Robin's pleasure, not my own.

I lower my mouth to her entrance and lick a broad stroke upward, swirling my tongue around her clit.

Robin cries out, her hands flying to grasp at my hair. I grin and go to work in earnest, using every trick I know to drive her wild. The wet sounds of my tongue against her skin, coupled with her gasps and moans, fill the room.

I surface for air, and she groans. “Boris,” she heaves. “Don’t stop.”

I look up at her and see her leaning back against the sofa, her neck turned upward, eyes closed. She’s lost to the world, the mother of my child, and she’s never looked more beautiful.

I want to do everything I can to please her.

Slowly, gently, I lick my middle finger and use my other hand to part the folds of her soaking-wet pussy. In one quick push, I shove my finger in, curled upward toward her clit. Her entire body lurches forward, and I feel a thrill of desire go down my spine.

God damn, how I wish it was my cock inside her right now.

I cast the thought aside. Robin’s the star of this show, and I need to deliver a goddamn grand slam.

I begin to push my finger further in, to the top of her pussy. From outside, I use my tongue to suck on her.

“Oh my god, Boris,” she almost screams, her legs trembling. “Don’t stop, please don’t stop.”

I keep my focus on Robin, and I keep eating her out, listening to her whimpers of pleasure. My free hand begins to slide up her dress and caress her, stroking her stomach and squeezing her more than ample breasts. I'm completely in tunewith her body and what she needs, enjoying the way her hips wriggle and her chest heaves.

It didn't take long before she was shaking and gasping, teetering on the edge of release.

“I’m about to cum, Boris,” she moans.

“Cum for me, baby,” I urge her, now slamming two fingers into her, crooking them against her inner walls, and sucking hard on her clit.

I begin to feel waves of pressure against my fingers, sensing the orgasm grow. Her grip on my hair tightens, and her thighs tremble.

“Fuuuuck,” she comes with a sharp scream, her inner muscles clamping down on my fingers. I ease my touch, lapping up her juices as she trembles through the aftershocks.

Only when her breathing has steadied do I raise my head, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand. Robin is slumped bonelessly in her seat, a blissful smile on her flushed face.

"Better?" I ask, unable to keep the smugness from my tone.

She blushes and laughs breathlessly. "Much."

Chapter 18 - Robin

I swirl the spoon through the melting ice cream, my taste buds singing with every cold, creamy bite. Boris sits across from me at our small kitchen table, his dark blue eyes fixed on me. A smile breaks out across his face.

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