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I watch as she begins grinding herself against my hand, the heel of my hand providing the right amount of pressure and pleasure.

Katerina spread her legs wider, exposing herself more to me. “Nico,” she exclaims in breathy moans, telling me that I was doing everything exactly right.

Slowly, I slip my index finger into her, groaning at the way she clenches around me straightaway. Fuck, she feels like heaven. Her hips move in time with me, guiding me. I curl my finger, teasing her G-spot and making her moan at the pleasure.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” she pants, her hands scrabbling for purchase against the floor. “Nico, please!”

Listening to her plea, I slide another finger inside of her. I take in the moans and gasps she releases as my fingers play her like a violin, moving deeper, finding spots that drive her fucking wild.

“Fuck, Katerina, that’s it,” I groan when I feel her clenching around my fingers. “That’s it.”

But before she comes, I remove my fingers from her. I want—no—need to taste her. The scent of her arousal overwhelms my senses. I softly nip at her inner thighs before moving my mouth to where we both want it.

My tongue laps at her clit, tasting her juices, making me moan in pleasure at her taste. I close my lips around her clit, sucking gently.

“Nico!” Katerina gasps again, her hips grinding against my mouth. “I’m going to—I’m going to⁠—”

With a shuddering cry, Katerina’s thighs clench around my head, trapping me against her as she rides out her high.

I work her through her climax, lapping at the bit of wetness that escapes.

When she collapses against the floor, I carefully withdraw my fingers, sucking the leftover fluids off them.

I will never get enough of her taste. I already want more.

Shedding my pants, I allow my aching cock to spring free. Katerina leans up against her elbows, her eyes glittering as she takes me in.

I smirk. “Like what you see?”

Instead of answering me, she yanks me forward, capturing my lips in a searing kiss. I press the tip of my cock against her entrance and she moans again, grinding her hips against me in a way that makes me curse.

“Don’t fucking tease me,” she snarls against my mouth and I delight at the filthy words. “I need you.”

Those three words do me in. I need you.

When I finally enter her, the sound she makes is pure surrender—a broken cry that echoes through the library, carving itself into my memory.

I bury my face in the curve of her neck, my own restraint shattering as she meets me thrust for thrust, her body rising to mine like a wave cresting over and over again.

Her nails score my back, her legs tightening around me as if she’s afraid I’ll disappear.

The intensity of it all—the heat, the desperation, the way she moans my name—drives me closer to the edge.

“Don’t stop,” Katerina whimpers, her face screwed up in ecstasy. “Faster, Nico. Faster!”

My hips stutter as I find a faster, more furious pace. I feel and hear the tell-tale signs that she is approaching another orgasm.

Her moans and cries become more and more pronounced.

Each movement feels like a claim, a vow made in the language of bodies, and I’m consumed by her—by us—until nothing else exists.

Grabbing her hand, I guide it down between us, growling, “I want to see you touch yourself.”

Katerina moans at my command, immediately moving her hand further down to where we’re joined. I look down, watching as her slim fingers tease and rub her clit in time with my thrusts. It’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.

“Fuck, fuck fuck!” I hiss before I tug her back, causing Katerina to fully arch under me as I mark her skin, claiming her as mine.

“Nico, I…” Katerina’s voice cuts off with a cry, her body shuddering.