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In a rush, he sat back on his knees and ripped his pants open, exposing the top rim of his briefs and more of the sexy trail of hair leading south. He bent again, his eager hands pulling the shirt up my waist and yanking it off. My flesh tingled beneath him as the shirt landed on the ground in a soft thud. His eyes darkened as he took in my bare chest, his full lips parting.
I inhaled deeply, feeling a deep blush spread across my cheeks. This was all a first and his lusty attention was too intense. Most girls had their first experience with an awkward school boyfriend who fumbled alongside them. I, on the other hand, was laying underneath the capo of the fucking cartel. A man I had no question was very experienced and knew just how he wanted to be pleased. I felt a twinge in my heart, the uncertainty settling in even as his teeth clamped on my hardened nipple and worked me into a frenzy.
Could I do this? Could I give my virginity to him? Did I want to?
He lifted his head from my chest with a pop and sat up again, this time his hands sliding lower on my hips. I lifted my hips off the bed, letting him slip the sweatpants from my skin until coolness wrapped my naked body. Yuri put his hands between my legs and spread them wide, making me gasp out loud.
“What, now you’re getting shy?” He smirked while shrugging out of his pants
I swallowed hard, unable to gather my thoughts before his lips crushed against mine. My fingers gripped his shoulders while his hips settled between my open legs. The heat from his hard cock pressed firmly against my wetness. His head slid across my clit and I arched from the flurry of intense pleasure, gasping for breath like I would die without his next touch. He swallowed my moan, keeping me silent as he rubbed us together agonizingly.
His forehead pressed against mine while our hips moved together in sync, skin on skin. “You’re so wet for me.”
Another rough kiss on my swollen lips before he pressed away from me, raising up on his knees. My eyes widened when his hand lowered to his cock, stroking up and down while looking down on my completely naked body. I felt exposed but more than anything I felt sexy— desired. Like for a moment I was the most important thing on Yuri’s mind. I could have watched him pleasure himself at the sight of me for hours, my body throbbing to be touched beneath him. “I’ve jacked myself off thinking about you this way, cariño. About having you panting beneath me, this little needy cunt calling to me.”
He scooted forward and pressed the head of his cock in between my folds, thrusting against my most sensitive spot and coating himself in my wetness. Every slip against me had my body writhing beneath him, my fingers clenching against the sheets. “Yuri,” I breathed. I wanted him to slow down, I needed him to know that I had never been touched in this way. Had never given my body to anyone, let alone fully explored it myself. But my words were lost somewhere in the pleasure fog that had settled over me and with each touch he brought me higher.
He growled above me. “I’ll give you what you need baby.”
Lining himself up, he began to press forward. A painful tightness radiated between my legs as if he was splitting me open. I cried out, louder than I expected my voice to be before his hand clamped down on my mouth.
“Shhhh,” his body pulled away from mine instantly, his eyes wide, and looked me up and down. “Are you—?”
His hand moved away from my mouth, and I took a deep breath, pushing away the discomfort that disappeared almost as quickly as it had come. I locked eyes with him, the flush of pleasure turning to one of embarrassment. His brows knitted; concern stitched into his features. I nodded.
“Cariño,” his hand brushed across my bright red cheek, and I leaned into the touch. “Why didn’t you say anything?”
Breathless, I whispered, “I didn’t want you to stop.”
He bent and kissed me, passionate this time. His lips were gentle and slow, his body easing back onto mine like I was fragile. “Baby, I don’t plan to stop.” He lifted himself, moving his mouth down to my chest and licking across my still budded nipples. “Did you like this?”
I sucked in a breath, nodding my head quickly. He knew my body like he had read a manual.
“And this?” His tongue dipped lower, tracing along the middle of my belly until I lifted off the bed.
“What are you—?” My words cut off when his eyes flicked to mine. They were nearly black, the intensity blazing between us.
His lips pulled into a slick smile; they were still wet with saliva. “I’m going to taste you. And before I fuck you, you’re going to cum on my tongue, cariño.”
I shuttered at his words, slapping down against the pillow in shock. His mouth dipped lower, and his hands spread my legs wide. I was splayed open before him, my pussy throbbing for his first move. I felt his breath, hot against my core, and then I arched my back into him when his tongue found me. He sucked my clit into his mouth in short bursts, drawing my arousal out. I jumped when I felt the pressure of his finger against my opening, but he drew my attention back with his devious tongue.
Moaning into the darkness of his room, I let his dirty mouth drag me down to whatever hell he had crawled out of. It was sinful, the pleasure ripping through the deepest parts of me while his finger pushed inside.
“Fuck, you’re tight,” he growled against me, the vibrations passing through his lips. He curled his finger, stroking me, and licking me while I mewled beneath him.
“Yuri,” I moaned. I needed him, wanted more. I yearned for everything he had to give me, wanted him to corrupt me even more than he was doing with each languid lick. He pressed another finger inside slowly, my walls stretching around the thickness. “I can’t…”
“Fuck yourself on my tongue,” he demanded.
In desperate rocking movements, I ground against his mouth while he finger fucked me, chasing the sensation taking me higher and higher until I bit my bottom lip to keep from screaming. A shudder wracked through my legs when I felt my release, a tight coil of worry and embarrassment dissolving into sheer ecstasy. I did exactly as he said and let my hips take over until I came on his tongue, my body reacting to his in a way I never expected.
Barely able to open my eyes, chills popped up along every inch of my skin and I settled into the bed. His fingers slowed into a steady rhythm, and he lifted to see my face. “I need to stretch you out a little more.” He dragged his fingers all the way out of my sensitive channel and reached to my lips. “Remember how you sucked the peanut butter and jelly off me, baby?”
I nodded, the dirtiness of his words zipping through me.
“Suck,” he ordered and put three fingers into my mouth. “Taste yourself.”
My eyes never left his as I lapped at his digits. He gripped himself with his other hand and stroked his hardness as I took my time sucking every drop of myself off him. When he was satisfied, he pulled them from my lips.
