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Then his lips close around my clit.
I cry out as the base of my spine starts to tingle. Arching up off the bed, I can hardly control my muscle response to the intense pleasure making me twitch.
“Fuck!” I gasp, aware of how close I am to a second orgasm in as many minutes.
Pyotr sucks my clit gently, rolling his tongue around it at the same time.
I can’t believe how good it feels. I think my body might unravel at the seams, and I could care less. I never want him to stop.
He doesn’t. His tongue and lips are relentless as he lavishes me with attention. Then his fingers are back to work. This time, as he presses inside my pussy, he uses two fingers. It’s more than I’ve ever taken inside me before, and I can feel my body stretching to accommodate him.
The unfamiliar sensation is not unpleasant by any means, and the thought flashes through my head that this must be similar to what sex feels like.
I want it.
God, I can’t wait to have it. I’ve been curious about sex, wondering what it would feel like. But not enough to give my virginity up to someone I don’t truly care for–and it’s not like I’ve really dated anyone.
Pyotr’s fingers move expertly in and out of me, intensifying my pleasure as he continues to suck and lick my clit in a tantalizing combination of moves.
The building tension deep in my core tells me I’m nearing another orgasm. It certainly feels like I’m on the edge of a precipice, about to topple into oblivion. Pyotr’s fingers of his free hand dig into my hip, and I shudder.
“Oh, fuck I think I’m coming,” I gasp.
And I do. The second one rips through me with a blast, almost more powerful than the first. Warm arousal gushes from me, coating Pyotr’s fingers and trickling down the folds of my slit as my clit twitches against his tongue.
“Mmm,” he purrs appreciatively, lapping up my juices.
Why the thought of him finding my pussy tasty is so appealing, I don’t know. But it’s insanely hot, knowing he likes the flavor of me.
Slowly easing his fingers out of me, Pyotr rocks back to look me in the eye. He wipes the glistening arousal from his chin and smiles as I slump limply against the mattress, my heart thrumming erratically.
I breathe deeply, trying to bring my heartbeat back to a normal rate. Pyotr stretches out beside me on the mattress, propping one elbow to rest the side of his head on his palm. His fingers lightly circle my breasts, tracing patterns on them and grazing my nipples, which pucker and harden further from the gentle attention.
“Your turn?” I offer when I’ve finally caught my breath.
Though giving head the last time had been daunting, I think I grasped everything he told me and can do a better job of executing each point this time. And after what he just gave me, I think he’s earned a release of his own.
Pyotr remains silent for several long seconds, his eyes remaining on the pattern he’s tracing across my chest. Then his gaze slowly rises until he meets my eyes. His expression is complex, unreadable, but I see a tension there that I hadn’t before.
“What?” I ask, recognizing that face as indicating something weighty is on his mind.
“It’s just, I want to keep making you feel good, to have us both feel good together. I want you, Silvia, so badly. I guess I was thinking, why shouldn’t we have sex? We’re adults. We’re engaged. And I want to show you just how good it can feel.”
“Sex?” My sudden nerves demolish all the intense relaxation that had consumed my body moments before.
Though I’ve thought about it multiple times tonight–and really wanted it in the height of passion–I’m not quite sure I’m ready for sex. But I trust Pyotr and believe him when he says it will feel good. I bite my lip, torn between what I want and what I think I’m prepared for. I’ve already had several firsts tonight, and I don’t want to get in over my head.
“We don’t have to if it’s too soon,” he says, his hand coming to rest over my heart.
The warmth of his palm helps steady its frantic beat, and his words calm me.
“I just… I love you, Silvia,” he continues. “And I’m ready to marry you. To be with you forever. It took me letting down my guard to really get to know you, but I find you to be an exceptional person, and I want to share everything with you.”
Overcome with emotion at those three world-shattering words, I choke back tears. After our weekend together, I know I’m falling for him, too, and I don’t want to ruin what we have by rejecting him.
Pyotr’s bright gray eyes watch me with hopeful patience, allowing me the time to make my decision. This whole weekend, he’s put me first, shown me that he knows how to take care of me, to protect me. I trust him. I feel safe with him. And if I’m perfectly honest with myself, I desperately want to have sex with him.
So, forcing my nerves to the back of my mind, I nod. “Okay, yes.”
