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He presses a kiss to my left inner thigh, a loud moan releasing from me at the same time lightning strikes again. The electricity goes out, plummeting us in darkness, and all we have is the glow the lightning bolts bring.

Alek’s mouth kisses my clit before moving down, his tongue plunging into my virgin hole.

I release the hold on his hair, my arms stretching out on either side of me, my fingers digging into the blanket as he gives me a different kind of kiss.

“Alek! Oh, god, that feels so good,” I whine, not wanting him to stop.

This is what I’ve been missing? There’s no way I could have felt this way with Ivan. My first experiences were supposed to be with Alek. I don’t care what the contract says.

“I could live off the taste of you.” His fingers dig into my thighs, parting my legs even more.

Alek’s hand roams up my body, kneading my breasts and tweaking my nipples. I arch my back, the sensations all too much and not enough at the same time.

“Let me know when it’s too much.” His dark lashes frame wild eyes beaming with desire as he watches me while he eases one finger inside me.

I moan, fisting the blankets again. “Alek.”

“I love that it’s my name falling from your lips.”

“It’s always your name.”

“And it will never be anyone else’s. Will it?” He adds an additional finger, pausing to give me time to get used to the stretch.

If this hurts, I can’t imagine what his cock will feel like.

“No one else,” I agree without hesitation.

“Good girl,” he praises without a condescending tone like Ivan did. His eyes roll to the back of his head. “I can’t wait to feel you. So fucking tight. So fucking wet. Is this all for me?” He curls his fingers, increasing his speed.

His thumb presses against my clit, rubbing it in circle with the perfect amount of pressure.

My thighs shake from how good his touch feels.

He sucks my clit into his mouth while maintaining a fast speed with his fingers. Alek rolls the sensitive morsel between his teeth and my entire body trembles.

To my surprise, he adds another digit. He’s three fingers in, stretching me more than I’ve ever been stretched.

“Alek. It’s too much.” I grip his hair, tightening my fingers to the root.

He moans, the vibrations sinking into my pussy, and I shout at the same time thunder shakes the house.

He doesn’t stop. Alek latches onto my clit harder, sucking, tugging, and flicking it faster.

I cry out at the top of my lungs, my feet digging into the mattress to get away from the extreme pleasure. I want more. I want less. I want him to stop. I never want him to stop.

Everything clashes and nothing makes sense.

Yet everything is how it’s supposed to be because I’m with Alek.

And I never want to be away from him again.

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ALEK

Watching her come threatens my own orgasm. She’s so fucking beautiful as she falls apart for me.

I have to reach down and squeeze my cock so hard to stop myself from ruining my sweatpants. I want to make this experience one she’ll never forget.