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Then her hand on my hair tightened, lowering my head toward her glistening flesh, and my mouth touched her. I bit at her other fingers until she moved them and settled myself in to feast on her. My tongue rubbed up and down her slit, circling her clit until she was moaning. I moved lower to dip inside her until she was rotating her hips against my face.
As soon as she exploded wetly against my tongue, I worked my way up her body.As I lined myself up with her, she touched my face.
“Don’t be too rough,” she asked quietly.
I paused, perplexed by the soft plea.
Then she reached between us and guided me inside. I tensed as I pushed in and found her tighter than I remembered, her walls gripping me in a choking hold. I breathed out harshly and tried to get my need to consume this woman under control and be gentle. It didn’t come naturally to me, however.
She sighed when I was in deep and wrapped her arms around my neck, holding me to her.
I rocked inside her, slowly building to a harder pace, while she clung to me. When I braced myself on my elbow and snaked a hand between us to rub her clit, I saw tears running down her face again. I leaned in and kissed the lines of salt tracking down her cheeks, lapping at her tears, and suddenly, she broke with pleasure beneath me.
She clamped down hard on me when she came, making it nearly impossible not to follow her over that cliff edge. Instead, harnessing self-discipline I didn’t know I had, I pulled from her warmth and leaned over her. My hand lowered to my aching, slick cock, and I moved hard and insistently over it, jerking toward a desperate release. Her eyes lowered to my dick, angry red and wet with her cum, and she licked her lips.
That did it.
I moved over her and put my dick to her lips. She looked up at me, holding all the power despite our position. Then she leaned forward and took me inside her mouth, reducing me to rubble with a strong, sucking motion and her wicked tongue working my leaking tip. She rolled to her side, making it easier for me to slide deeper down her throat.
Holding myself on a corded arm, the side plank from hell, I fucked her mouth as she lay immobile and let me. Her hand came to tug on my balls as they slapped against her cheek. And I pulled her hair back, holding it in my fist as I watched myself disappearing into her willing mouth.
I came quickly, bursting inside that hot cavern in the first orgasm I’d had by another’s hand since she’d left me. I’d settled for jerking off in desperate, lonely showers, and at night, with whatever article of her clothing I could find to inhale like a fucking creep.
I came hard, pumping a huge load down her throat, and she swallowed every drop. It wasn’t an apology for the birth control implant or trying to get her pregnant, but it was the most I could do. I wouldn’t come inside her raw again until she asked me to. It was the most I could offer her. I wouldn’t apologize for something I felt no remorse over.
I pulled back as my orgasm faded, and the sensation of her mouth and tongue around me was too sensitive. I left her lips, and she licked up the remaining white residue. Sinking back onto my haunches, I felt debauched and wide open under her frank stare.
She sat up slowly. She was still wearing her t-shirt and her knee socks. She looked as wrecked as I felt. We stared at each other until Molly wiped her mouth on the back of her hand, her cheeks reddening as the spell that had fallen over us gradually faded.
“I’m tired,” she muttered, and her voice sounded rougher than ever.
I stood and helped her to her feet. She swayed a moment, but when I went to steady her, she pushed my grasping hands away.
“Good night,” she said quietly and turned away, walking bare-assed out of the room.
It looked like I was far from forgiven, but it was a start, and I’d take it.
14
MOLLY
Iwas a terrible person. I had to be. There was no alternative because the next morning, I woke up more relaxed than I’d been in two months. Kirill’s arms were around me, his heat sinking through me, and the scent of him, the smell of home, filled my nose. I’d turned toward him before I could help myself, lingering in that half-asleep place where there were no lies and resentments between us. It was just him and me and this bed, with early morning sunshine flooding in.
Then he spoke and ruined it.“Princess, I thought you’d rather stab yourself in the eye than sleep with me.”
I pushed away from him, annoyed and embarrassed for that minor slip in judgment. Add in last night, and it seemed I was suffering from more than a minor slip.
“Fuck you,” I tossed at him.
His strong hands grabbed me around the waist as I went to get up and tossed me back onto the mattress.“With pleasure,” he growled in my ear, moving his hard body over me.
He was naked, and his morning wood pressed insistently against my thigh. If I moved a little, he’d nudge inside . . .
No! No morning orgasm for you.
My inner voice had lost Kirill’s timbre and taken on a schoolmarm shrillness that was difficult to ignore.
I turned my face away from his devilishly hot mouth as his tongue traced a path toward my ear.“That wasn’t an invitation,” I ground out, trying to ignore how his hands turned my skin to fire as he tugged my shirt down, cupped my tits, and thumbed the nipples.
