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She feels so fucking good. I want all of her now, and I want to take it slow, and I want everything in between. I have no idea if there will ever be more than this one night–and I know that we only have so much time.
It feels like a sweet torment, and it’s all I can do not to pick her up and fuck her up against the door, here and now.
Somehow, I manage to pull her back away from the door, turning her and backing her towards the bed as my hands find her skirt, tugging the dress up, the soft gathered back of it stretching as I pull it up over her head and toss it aside.
She’s not wearing a bra underneath it. I hadn’t thought I could get any harder, but my cock throbs almost painfully, straining against my fly as my hands slide up her waist, cupping her breasts as she gasps.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” I whisper, the words coming out almost reverently as my thumbs brush over her nipples, my lips trailing down the side of her neck. Lidiya lets out another soft moan, and I gently pinch her nipples between my fingers, rolling them until her back arches, her breasts pushing into my hands, and my lips trail further down.
I want her completely, entirely naked. I flick my tongue over one stiffened nipple, my hands sliding down to the edge of her panties, fingers sliding under the edge of the soft fabric as I push them down her slender hips. Her skin is so soft, warm and fragrant with coconut soap, and I run my tongue over the curve of her breast, feeling her nails scratch against my scalp as her hand presses against the back of my head.
With one quick motion, I wrap my arm around her as her panties drop to the floor, lifting her up and setting her back against the pillows on the bed. I start to climb on with her, but Lidiya shakes her head breathlessly, her blue eyes wide.
“Wait,” she breathes. “You’re overdressed. I want–”
I can feel my throat tighten. “What do you want,malysh?”
“I want to watch you.”
Fuck. One hand instantly goes to my belt as I reach for my shirt with the other, tugging it over my head and tossing it to the floor. I see Lidiya’s teeth sink into her lower lip as she looks at me, taking in the sight of my muscled, tattooed chest and arms, the ink running down to the edges of my jeans, tracing along the deep cuts of muscle that disappear there. I can see her intake of breath as I flick open the button of my jeans with one thumb, sliding down my zipper, my cock eager to spring free as I push my pants and boxers down with one smooth movement.
My cock slaps against my abdomen, it’s so fucking hard. I reach for it automatically, giving myself one long, slow stroke as I climb onto the bed, enjoying the hungry look on Lidiya’s face as her gaze drags down the front of me, landing squarely on my cock.
“You want this,malysh?” I groan, and she nods wordlessly, her teeth still worrying at her lower lip. “Tell me out loud. Tell me you want me inside of you.”
It’s not just that I don’t want there to be any doubt. I want to know for certain that this is what she wants, it’s true, but I also want to hear her say it for my own pleasure.
I lean down, pressing a kiss just above her navel, and then just below. “Tell me you want my cock. If not, I’ll have to assume that you want me to eat your sweet pussy first, instead.”
Lidiya gasps as I drag my mouth lower, trailing my tongue from one hipbone to the other. “When you put it like that–” she breathes, and I chuckle against her skin.
“My pleasure,malysh,” I murmur, my lips sliding lower still, until I can breathe in the scent of her, flick my tongue out and roll it over her clit, tasting her sweet, slick arousal.
Her reaction is instant. Her hips buck upwards, her hands clawing at the sheets as she gasps, her thighs splaying open for me. She looks beautiful like this, open and vulnerable, and I run my hands up her inner thighs, spreading her folds apart so that I have access to every inch of her perfect pussy as I run my tongue over and around her clit.
“Levin!” Lidiya cries out my name, her back arching as I suck her sensitive flesh into my mouth, rolling my tongue against it. I want to make her come, butfuckif I don’t need to be inside of her sooner rather than later. I’ve waited as long as I can, and short of her telling me outright that she’s changed her mind, I don’t think I can wait much longer.
I can feel her thigh muscles starting to tremble, the shudder that runs through her as she’s on the verge of coming. Her sweet taste floods over my tongue, and I groan as I flutter my tongue against her clit, wanting to feel her come for me–
She nearly screams as she does, her hips bucking wildly as she grinds against my mouth, riding my face to a shattering climax. I can feel her pulsing against my tongue, her pussy drenched, and my cock throbs as my hips jerk too, desperate to push inside of her.
“Say it,” I groan as I slide up her body, leaning over her as I reach for my cock, angling it between her thighs. “Tell me you want me inside of you, Lidiya.”
“I want you,” she breathes. “I want you inside of me.Please. I can’t wait any longer. I need you–”
That’s all I can stand to hear. I lean down, capturing her mouth with mine as my cockhead brushes against her slick entrance, and I can feel how tight she is, the effort it takes to start to push inside of her as she gasps into the kiss.
“Fuck–” I groan as I slide the first inch of my cock inside of her, feeling her pussy tighten and flutter around me, the last aftershocks of her orgasm still spasming through her. She feels so fucking good, wet and hot, and the feeling of her against my bare flesh is just enough to remind me that I didn’t stop to put on a fucking condom.
I didn’t buy any, actually. I’ve given up thinking I can fuck any other woman while Lidiya is near me, and I’d told myself that by not buying condoms, I could avoid this exactly. And yet here I am, two inches inside of her, bare skin to bare skin, and in fucking heaven.
She goes still as she sees the look on my face. “Levin? Are you alright?”
“I didn’t–we’re not–using–” I can barely get the words out. She tightens around me again, rippling down the length of my cock, and it feels so good I can hardly stand it.
“It’s alright,” she murmurs. “Just pull out. You can come on me wherever you like. It’s fine.”
I can tell from the way she breathes the words that she’s in as little control as I am right now. I’m not sure if she’ll regret the choice later or not, but I can’t think straight enough to stop, even though I know pulling out isn’t the safe way to do this. I’m less in control of my orgasm right now than I have been since I was a teenager, but I also don’t have the control to stop–not with her urging me on.
