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I hum contently, ignoring the wet heat between my legs. My clit throbs from lack of attention, but I don’t care. I have Mikhail in the palm of my hand, and I’m going to enjoy every last second of it. Hollowing my cheeks, I suck him down as far as I can.
He’s hot and heavy against my tongue, stretching my mouth so wide my jaw begins to ache. The discomfort is mild, however, and there’s nothing more exciting than when Mikhail starts to thrust his hips. He fucks my mouth, his grip in my hair tight, all the while muttering the filthiest of things.
“That’s my girl,” he moans. “So fucking beautiful. I’m going to come down your throat.”
My insides are all warm and fuzzy, a delightful haze shrouding my mind. I lose myself in the taste of his skin. A part of me wants him to do it. I want him to come in my mouth and all over my tongue. It’s such a filthy, erotic thing and I crave it like air.
Imagine my disappointment when he pulls out. A whine escapes me, which makes Mikhail chuckle.
“Your turn,” he says, gently grasping my shoulders to help me up.
He attacks my lips with his own, greedy and demanding. I can’t catch my breath. Dizziness takes over, but I willingly give in to the surge of pleasure that follows. He’s taking charge now, wrapping me in his arms and moving me wherever he sees fit. Mikhail has me pinned on my back, swallowed up by his soft blankets and pillows. He kisses me feverishly, touches me like it’s the last thing he’ll ever do.
And then he pushes my legs apart and settles between my thighs, licking a line up my folds before turning all his attention to my swollen clit. I gasp sharply at the sensation, the tip of his tongue drawing expert circles against me. He’s relentless. I can barely keep up with his pace. Mikhail is a man on a mission, sucking and licking me with such efficiency I feel myself hurtling over the edge.
Orgasm finds me, sudden and overpowering. It whites my brain and leaves stars across my vision. My lungs burn like I’ve just run a marathon, sweat dripping from my brow. My pussy clenches around nothing, knees still trembling as I grip the sheets for some semblance of an anchor.
Mikhail licks his lips, smiling to himself. He looks pleased with his work. “Good girl,” he praises.
“S-sir, I—”
He doesn’t give me any time to rest. He returns to his spot between my legs, licking my clit with abandon. This time, however, I feel the additional stretch of his thick fingers pressing into me. I cry out, though my words are incoherent. Mikhail crooks his fingers in a beckoning motion, sweeping over my sweet spot again and again, all the while teasing my sensitive clit.
“S-slow down!” I plead, on the brink of insanity.
Mikhail does no such thing. Instead, he picks up his pace. My second climax hits me even harder, like I’ve run straight through a brick wall and fallen into nirvana. A string of curses falls from my lips. The tips of my fingers and toes tingle with delight. I’m lightheaded, can’t make up from down.
And he just. Keeps.Going.
“Fuck, you taste so good,” he growls against me. His voice is the most erotic thing to ever reach my ears. “Going to make a mess of you.”
“Misha,pleaseslow down. I can’t—”
“Youcan.”
“W-wait—”
I’m floating. Flying. Hurtling through space. Mikhail doesn’t bother teasing me, doesn’t need to drag things out. It’s clear by now he’d rather see me out of my mind with pleasure. He makes me come a third time, then again, using his tongue and fingers alone. Not once does he give me a break, the chance to collect myself. By the end of it, I’m nothing but putty in his hands.
I reach for him, seeking him out like a light in the darkness. He comes to me, kissing me so gently it almost breaks my heart.
“I’ve got you,kisa,” he murmurs against my ear. “Be a good girl for me and relax. That’s it, just like that.”
He lays my head down on a nearby pillow, moving to place his body between my thighs. Mikhail is careful not to completely put his weight on me, though what little he does is a comfort to me. It grounds me, keeps my mind from floating away endlessly into space.
“How do you want me?” he asks. “Fast or slow?”
I swallow hard. “S-slow. Please. Be gentle with me.”
“As you wish.”
He makes good on his promise, sliding into me without the same urgency as before. He rolls his hips, buries his cock deep inside me. An incredible sense of oneness overcomes me, connected together like this. Mikhail’s kisses are sweet, his words encouraging, every single one of his caresses the most intimate thing I’ve ever experienced.
“So fucking beautiful,” he whispers against my cheek. “Do you feel good, baby? You make me feel incredible.”
“Tell me again,” I rasp. “Tell me I’m beautiful.”
“Aurora, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever laid eyes on.”
