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“I’m—I’m going to—” I gasp out, my head tilting back, and I feel myself convulse in the instant before it crashes over me, a cry of pleasure coming from my mouth that I can’t stifle no matter how hard I try.
“That’s right, little princess, come for me,” Viktor croons, his fingers still moving, coaxing me through the orgasm, giving me more pleasure than I’d thought was possible. “Come on my fingers, that’s right. Take it.Fuck, yes.”
It seems to go on forever, rippling through my body, my pussy clenching around his fingers as he thrusts, and I can still feel the hot hardness of him against my hand. I still feel as if I’m floating in a dream when the orgasm starts to fade, when Viktor slides his hand out from underneath my skirt, licking me off of his fingers as I sink down to my knees in front of his seat, my hands sliding up his thighs as I reach for his cock.
“Oh fuck,” Viktor groans, his eyes widening as I encircle him with my hand, bringing the head to my lips. “Christ, yes, Caterina, suck it. Ohfuck.”
It’s not the first time I’ve given head in a limo, I think wryly, but I don’t say it aloud. Instead, I focus on him, how thick he is, the glistening tip already slick with his arousal, the way he throbs in my fist when my lips slide over the head, my tongue swirling around it until Viktor makes a guttural noise that’s hardly even human.
It’s easier to take all of him tonight, with a few glasses of wine in me, more relaxed, wanting it unashamedly this time. I suck and lick every inch of him, sinking all the way to the base, my throat muscles clenching around him as I swallow around his cock, and Viktor’s hand threads through my hair, his moans coming out from gritted teeth as his hips thrust up shallowly, wanting more.
I’m gasping by the time I come up for air, sucking and licking at the head as I give my throat a break, and then I go down again, taking every inch of him. He’s harder than I’ve ever felt, his cock swollen and taut, straining against my lips as I take him again and again, my hand finally wrapping around the base to give myself a few inches of grace, stroking him as I suck at his rock-hard shaft. Every groan sends a dart of lust through me, every curse under his breath makes me wetter still, until his hand finally tightens in my hair and I hear him mutter, “Fuck, I’m about to come, oh god—”
I thought I was prepared, but nothing could have prepared me for the hot rush of him, his cum filling my mouth faster than I can swallow, coating my tongue and throat as he thrusts into my mouth, taking up every inch of space as he groans above me. “Fuck, that’s good,” he grunts, and I keep sucking, wanting more of it, wanting it all.
He tastes good, thick and salty on the back of my tongue, and I swallow every drop, looking up at his face and the way it goes tight with pleasure as he comes, his hand hard on the back of my head.
When the last drops of cum are on my tongue, and I can feel his erection starting to wilt, he strokes my hair, his head falling back against the seat. “Fuck, your mouth is incredible,” he groans. When I slide up to sit next to him again, he pulls me closer, running his fingers through my hair and kissing me lazily, seemingly not caring that only a moment ago I was swallowing his cum.
“I can’t wait to fuck you,” he whispers, his hand caressing my cheek. “When we get back to the apartment, I’m going to rip that dress off of you and make you come again before we even make it to the bed.”
When the driver pulls up, we barely make it out, up the steps and into the loft before Viktor’s hands are on me again, pushing me back against the door, his mouth hard and hot on mine as he combs his fingers through my hair, the pearl-tipped pins flying everywhere as he pulls my thick curls loose, sending my hair tumbling around my shoulders as his mouth devours mine. He bites at my lower lip, his tongue laving away the sting, sucking it into his mouth before his lips find their way to my jaw, my throat, all the way down to my collarbone, where he bites and sucks again, his hand wrapped in my hair all the while.
“You have too much clothing on,” he groans, his other hand sliding up my thigh, pushing my skirt up. And then, to my absolute shock, Viktor Andreyev drops to his knees in front of me, his hand fisting in my skirt as he yanks the velvet up to my waist, grabbing my silk panties and dragging them down my thighs. I gasp as he pushes my legs apart a little wider. Then for the first time, I feel a man’s mouth between my thighs, pressed against my pussy as his tongue flicks out, caressing my folds in one long lick that sends my head falling back as I gasp.
He grips my skirt, holding it above my waist as he parts me with his other hand, spreading my folds so that his tongue can delve inside more easily. I gasp again as his tongue slides up to my clit, circling it with a warm, wet heat that makes me feel almost dizzy with pleasure, my knees weak.
I don’t know how I’m going to stand up, teetering on my heels as I shiver with the sensation, his tongue making circles around my clit, flicking and then circling again, stopping to run over every inch of my pussy with long slow licks that feel as if they might drive me insane with pleasure. It feels so fucking good, better than I had ever even imagined. I run my fingers through his hair, pulling his mouth closer to me the way he does when I suck him, my hips tilting forward against his face.
“God, yes, that feels so fucking good,” I moan, and Viktor makes a sound against my heated flesh, a noise that’s almost surprise. I’ve never said anything like that before, never talked dirty, and it surprises me too, a new flush of arousal washing over me at the boldness of it.
He reaches for my leg then, hooking it over his shoulder as he tosses my skirt over his head, using his hand to grip my thigh instead, steadying me as he begins to lick me with a new fervor. He seems to be trying to find every spot, memorizing what makes me twitch and what makes me moan, his fingers sliding up my inner thigh on the other side and teasing my entrance, delving just a little inside and pulling back out as he licks in tight circles around my clit, bringing me higher and higher until I know I’ve got to be close.
I want to come, and I never want it to end. His tongue is soft and wet and hot, the best thing I’ve ever felt, the pleasure so intense that I can’t imagine what the orgasm will feel like when it comes. My hips arch forward, grinding against his face, wanting more, and Viktor gives it to me. He eats my pussy the way he kissed my mouth earlier, devouring, hungry, his tongue everywhere. Nothing has ever felt so good, and when his fingers thrust into me as he circles my clit again, I let out a sound of pleasure that’s almost as guttural as the one he made earlier, my whole body convulsing on the edge of orgasm.
And then, as his fingers curl inside of me, he sucks my clit into his mouth, his tongue pressed against that sensitive flesh.
That’s all it takes. I make a sound that’s almost a scream, my hand tightening in his hair as I throw my head back, clinging to him as he grips my thigh, still fingering me and sucking at my clit as the orgasm washes over me in wave after wave of indescribable bliss. I can feel myself shaking, trembling, and somewhere in the middle of it, I hear myself crying out his name, my hips still bucking against his face as I chase every last bit of the pleasure, wanting more of it as it starts to fade.
When Viktor stands up slowly, the ridge of his erection pressing against the front of his trousers once again, there’s a victorious smile on his face.
“I told you I’d make you come before we got to the bed,” he says, his lips curling in a satisfied grin.
And then he scoops me up into his arms and carries me straight there.
