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Maxim

I can’t help but study every inch of her naked body. Fuck, she’s a goddess. I’m suddenly starving, and my mouth is watering, salivating to taste every inch of her. Her fidgeting distracts me. She brings her legs to her chest, crosses her arms over them, and looks absentmindedly toward the wall. I stare at her in confusion. She doesn’t look like my lioness right now.

“I'm making you feel uncomfortable?”

“No.”

“Then why are you hiding from me?”

She looks at me with glossy eyes. Could she be insecure about her body? I'm taken aback at the sudden realization. No, that can’t be. I need to find out.

“Tell me what’s wrong, krasavitsa?. Tell me what piece of shit hurt you?” I clench my fist hard trying to control my anger.

A heartbeat later, she replies in a broken voice, “I have insecurities toward my body. Not all the time, but when a six-foot-tall Adonis like yourself is half-naked in front of me, it becomes hard not to be. Look at me. I’m far from being skinny or perfect. My body is full of stretch marks and bumps. I don't have a perfect body like the girls you’re used to being with.”

A tear escapes from her eyes, and my heart shatters for the beautiful woman in front of me. How can she think of herself like that? She is perfection in my eyes. Anger rushes to the surface, not because of her insecurities, but at the piece of shit low-life that made her feel like she was anything less than perfect. I plan to make her feel like the goddess she is. Every little mark on her body is like a work of art.

I walk closer to her and grab her chin, forcing her to meet my eyes. I don't like what I see in her eyes. I feel a sharp pain in my chest. That stops now. I don't want her guarded around me. She shouldn’t shy away from me. I uncross her arms and bring her wrist with one hand behind her back.

“Don’t you fucking dare ever cover up in front of me again. You’re perfect, milaya. Every single piece of you is perfect.” Her eyes soften at my words, and she gives me a questionable look. I lean down and kiss her deep and slow. She pulls back, breaking our kiss.

“Can you let go of my hands?” Her voice does something to me.

I hold her arms tighter and kiss her harder. Her legs wrap around my hips, and with my free hand, I slide it down over the curve of her luscious ass and give it a good squeeze.

“Fuck,” I growl.

Pushing her back on the bed, I start kissing and biting her neck, down her arms, and her breast. I kiss every single bump and stretch mark on her body.

Her legs unfold for me when I start to kiss her navel. When I hear her breathing pick up the lower I go, I don’t stop until my face is hovering over her pussy. I turn to her thigh and graze my teeth over her tender flesh, making her squirm. I’m dying to mark her flesh. Make her mine. I give her thigh a languid lick right before I sink my teeth in. Her scream is so loud it makes my dick harder. Her panties need to go. In one quick move, I rip them, making her gasp.

“Fuck, your pussy is so fucking pretty.” I open her thick thighs wider and see her juices glisten.

“You’re so wet, milaya. Dinner is served.” With that remark, I lower my face and start feasting. I drag my tongue up and down her pussy and suck on her clit. She’s so fucking sweet.

“Oh god,” she mewls.

“That’s right, kotyonok. Pray to me.”

The taste of her on my lips makes my cock twitch. I can’t help myself; I need more access. I want her to smother me. I grab one of her legs and bring it over my shoulder. Her hands go to my hair and push me down deeper into her sweet sex, taking control.

“That's right, Sophia. Tell me how you want it.”

Our gazes meet the moment I plunge two fingers deep inside of her. My rhythm is fast and slow, gradually bringing her to the peak of an orgasm. I'm not letting her come yet. I plan to have some fun before she can come. Every time I slow down, she groans.

“What's the matter, milaya? Are you not enjoying this?”

She aims a piercing gaze at me.

“Stop fucking teasing me, Max.” I pick up the speed again with my fingers. She lets out a breathy moan, whispering, “Let me come already.”

“Take it from me. Take your pleasure and ride my hand, kotyonok.” She arches her back and presses her heels on the bed. I keep pumping my fingers in and out as she moves her hips rhythmically with my fingers. I cup one of her breasts, kneading it roughly. Fuck, my hands hardly cover her entire breast. I can feel her inner walls spam. I stop and remove my fingers from inside of her.

“What? Why did you stop? I was just about to come,” she says breathlessly, with a hint of annoyance in her tone. I chuckle and shake my head. She’s so fucking cute. Heading to my pants, I grab a condom from my pockets and stalk back to her.

“You will, but with my cock deep inside of you.”

Her eyes widen at the realization of what's about to happen.

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