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Unsure of any other way to express my desires, I turn my head and reach back to grip his hair. Then I pull his lips to mine, craning my neck so I can kiss him deeply. He curves around me to stroke his tongue greedily between my lips.
At the same time, his fingers tease my pussy, sliding back and forth between my folds and grazing that most sensitive spot that sends pleasure zinging through me.
Just when I think I won’t be able to stand another ounce of pleasure, Pyotr presses a finger inside my entrance.
Euphoria explodes through me as my body clamps down on his finger. I gasp, my lips parting in a silent cry as I’m completely consumed by the tingling relief. Brassy ringing fills my ears as my clit throbs and my core tightens again and again. Then I collapse against his chest, completely weak.
I may have led a sheltered life. Between my overprotective brothers and my father’s iron grip on my freedom, I know very little about this kind of stuff aside from what I’ve read in books. But I’m positive that I just experienced my first orgasm, and the intensity of it nearly knocks me off my feet.
Pyotr doesn’t hesitate.
Scooping me up off my feet, he carries me to the bed, lying me carefully across it.
“I want to taste you,” he murmurs, his fingers lightly traveling up and down my exposed sternum.
I giggle. “Haven’t you been doing that for, like, the past hour?”
Pytor chuckles. “No, I mean, I want to taste your cum,” he explains, his hand traveling down to the space between my thighs. “May I?”
I love that he’s asking me every step of the way, checking to see what I’m comfortable with. He’s showing me just how sorry he is for having forced himself upon me before. That he’s changed. He said as much in his apology–that he shouldn’t have done what he did.Not without your consent,his words echo in my mind. And now he’s making sure I want this.
“Yes,” I breathe. Because I do want this. My arousal is already climbing, even though I just came, and he hasn’t even started touching me again.
But the thought of his lips on my pussy sends my libido into overdrive.
Pyotr unbuttons my dress at the back of my neck, then slowly pulls it down, fully exposing my breasts, my stomach, and the line of my panties. He hooks his fingers around the soft fabric’s waist and eases it over my hips, dragging my panties along with it. Standing at the foot of the bed, he drops my beautiful present onto the floor without a second thought.
In an instant, I’m completely naked and exposed before him. My nipples pucker from the combined cold and the way his heated gaze rakes over my body.
“You’re so beautiful,” he rasps, pausing to admire me.
Heat warms my cheeks, but this time, it’s not so much embarrassment or a feeling of self-consciousness. It’s a heady anticipation, a giddy pride that comes from knowing he wants me.
After he’s fully taken in the sight of me, Pyotr shrugs out of his suit jacket, swiftly undoes his silver-patterned tie and the top few buttons of his steel-gray dress shirt, then steps back up to the bed. With a devilish grin, he wraps his fingers around my ankles and drags my body down the length of the mattress.
I squeal, surprised by the unexpected shift. But before I can laugh or protest, Pyotr stoops before me. Hooking my knees over his shoulders, he slowly spreads my thighs as his hands work their way toward my hips.
Hot breath washes across my intensely sensitive clit, and I shiver as a fresh wave of anticipation crashes through me. But he doesn’t jump right in, pressing his lips to my pussy, like he did with his fingers.
Instead, he trails kisses along the inside of my thighs.
“That feels so good,” I moan, gripping the comforter with my fingers as he teases the sensitive flesh in the same way he did my neck earlier.
His lips come dangerously close to my slit as he hums his approval, and I whimper.
“Please, Pyotr,” I beg. My arousal is so intense I think I might rip in half if he doesn’t put me out of my misery.
“Please, what?” he teases, his hot breath ghosting across my throbbing flesh.
“Please, I want you to make me come,” I plead.
“Mmm, I love how nicely you ask,” he growls.
Then his tongue darts out to lap the length of my dripping slit. We moan simultaneously, and my breathing quickens as I realize just how good it feels to have his mouth on my pussy.
“God, you taste like heaven,” he murmurs.
A moment later, his tongue strokes more purposefully between my folds and circles the sensitive bundle of nerves at the peak.
