“Oh my God,” she cries out, her nails digging into my shoulders as I stretch her wide. I pause for a moment, letting her adjust to the intrusion, before I start to move. I pull out until just the tip remains inside, then slam back in. The slap of skin against skin is loud, a primal rhythm that matches the thunder outside.
13
MAGGIE
Alexei claims my mouth, swallowing my scream. Brushing his lips over mine, he pulls out slowly. The friction makes my pussy clench, and I find myself already missing his cock inside me. Keeping his lips on mine, he slowly fills me up again.
He keeps that pace, moving in long, agonizing, slow strokes. In and out, in and out.
“Alexei,” I whimper. “Please…”
“You want more,kiska?” he teases.
“I want everything,” I say. “I want to feel all of you.”
The teasing disappears, and his hips slam against mine, harder and faster. I grip his shoulders, my nails digging into his skin. He drives into me so hard the headboard slams against the wall.
“Take it,” he growls, clamping his hands on my hips.
He holds me in place as he pounds into me again. His thumb finds my clit, and the pressure is almost enough to push me over the edge. He circles it, rubbing and pinching, while he fucks me until I feel his sweat drip onto my breasts.
“Come now,” he demands. “I want to feel it as you break apart on my cock.”
The orgasm tears through me, my pussy clenching around him. Colors flash behind my eyes as a wave of dizziness pulses through me. Before I can catch my breath, he slides his cock out in one fast motion, pulling me to my feet.
My legs feel boneless when I finally stand, and I grab onto his chest for balance. He turns me and pulls my back flush against him. One arm wraps around my waist while his hand slides up my throat, holding me close enough that I feel the rough warmth of his breathing against my neck. His other hand closes around my breast, squeezing just hard enough to pull a whimper from me.
He walks me forward slowly, his hands sliding down my arms before bringing them out in front of me. He holds them there, and my pulse pounds harder with every step.
“Hands on the wall,” he says.
I obey, pressing my palms flat against the wall. I gasp when he nudges my feet farther apart, pressing the tip of his cock against my folds. Then his hands cover mine, warm and strong, pinning my wrists above my head.
In one brutal thrust, he’s inside me again, making me cry out. His hips slam against me again and again. My cheek and breasts flatten against the wall with each impact. He growls low, pumping harder and faster, his body shaking with effort.
“Fuck!” he cries out, thrusting so hard his balls slap against my ass.
He leans in closer until the heat of his breath brushes my ear, and the low sound he makes sends a shiver rolling through me.
“You undo me,krasivaya,” he murmurs roughly against my skin. “Tell me you’re mine, Maggie.”
My thoughts scatter completely. Between the blindfold, his hands holding me in place, and ravaging me, I can barely breathe straight.
“I...” The word comes out shaky.
His fingers tighten slightly around my hands. “Tell me.”
“I’m yours,” I gasp.
He pulls me from the wall and turns me to face him, kissing me so hard I can’t breathe. My hands slide up his chest as he presses me back until my spine hits the wall again. His hands move beneath my thighs, lifting me effortlessly off the floor. He continues to devour my mouth while I wrap my legs around his waist, clinging to his shoulders as he carries me toward the bed.
The mattress dips beneath us when he sits down against the headboard, keeping me on top of him while his hands glide slowly up my back. Even with the blindfold, I can feel his focus on me, sending another rush of warmth through me.
“Touch me,” he says roughly, guiding my hands to his chest.
My hands find warm skin and hard muscle. I let them move over him slowly, tracing the broad shape of his chest before sliding lower across the tight ridges of his stomach. His breathing deepens when my fingers finally wrap around him, thick and hot in my grasp. A low sound rumbles from his throat that sends another pulse of heat straight to my core.
I stroke him slowly at first, my fingers gliding over his shaft. I gasp softly when his hands close around my breasts, kneading and squeezing as I pump his cock. The blindfold makes every sensation feel sharper and hotter.
