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The scent of sex travels in the air, getting to my head, only making me moan with a need I’ve never felt before.

His index finger pokes my hole, circling around it, coating it in my juices before ever so slowly sliding inside me.

“Fuck! I wish I could see the look on your face as I fuck you with my fingers.” He groans, moving his finger inside me, exploring, all the while sucking on my clit with the same intensity.

I bite my lip, thrashing around, lifting my hips, half of my body weight on his shoulders yet he doesn’t stop.

He adds another finger without warning and the burn is instant, making me buck, my legs on his shoulders quivering, my breath hitching, my moans surrounding the room.

For someone who claimed he had ten shots of vodka, he’s working his fingers inside me with a finesse only a professional possesses.

The thought makes my mood sour, and I contemplate jamming my feet in his shoulder.

He increases his pace, his fingers pumping in and out of me as his tongue flicks my clit, adding another stair to hell for me to climb.

“Mmmmpf, fuck, yes, Sergei.” My nails scratch on the headboard as I try and fail to grab onto something. “Harder.” I nearly shout, feeling tingles of current simmering low in my core.

“You like that?” He chuckles. “How about this?” He licks me from my hole to my clit in one long languid stroke, making it unbearable for me to breathe.

My chest heaves, rising and falling, grasping as much air as I can, I nod again, and again. “Y-yes…oh god!”

“Me, malyshka, not him, say my name.” His growls vibrate deep in my core. His fingers inside me hitting with a force, I almost scream, feeling myself getting wetter.

I’d be dripping down my juices on the sheets had he not been sucking me dry.

“Call out for me, baby and I’ll let you come.” He speaks again and I only cry in response.

Unable to form words, I find myself nodding again.

“Sergei, I’m about to come.” I moan so loud, my throat hurts.

“Again, baby.” He jams his fingers so deep, I’m withering.

The rush I feel makes my entire body shiver, the tiny tingles have turned into full electric currents as he picks up his pace, sucking and biting and thrusting and thrusting so, so hard into me.

“S-Sergei.”

“One more time.”

“Aah! S-Sergei.” And I let go. Every fibre inside me explodes, hitting each and every corner, making me tremble for minutes.

My shuddering is so loud and sudden I’m left gasping. A wave of pleasure travels through my entire body again and again and again, it spasms and makes me quake, too close to feverish.

My lips swollen, my boobs tingling from his continuous assault, and my pussy throbbing.

I’m floating, transcended into another world, finding small white lights bursting behind my eyes.

It takes me a while to open them, the ringing in my ears dies down as I try to look around, feeling too naked all of a sudden. I lift my legs from his shoulders and close them.

“It seems like you made a mess, baby.” He chuckles and I feel the area beneath me wet. My heart pauses its erratic beating.

My gasp is all the answer he needs as his chuckle turns into a throaty laugh.

“No baby, you just squirted.” Potayto, potahto. “It’s normal.” He tries again but I’m already getting up, finding an escape route. “I liked drinking your juices—”

He halts when he finds me escaping.

“No, oh!” He grabs my hand, scooping me up in his arms, his scent engulfs me before he does. “I’ll always make you squirt.” He pokes, chuckling again and I hide my face in crook of his neck only making him laugh harder.