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He slid the tip of his tongue over my clit, circling it slowly and coaxing my need even higher than I thought possible.
“Please,” I begged.
He didn’t answer. He simply wrapped his lips around my clit and suckled inward. Instantly, my core squeezed with ferocious intent, and I teetered on the edge of orgasm. I tried to hold it back, not wanting him to think I was an easy lay or fast, but there was nothing I could do. It was like I was riding a train about to hurtle off its tracks. There was nowhere to hide and nothing to do but accept what he gave me.
I was going to come, right here in the middle of a restaurant, where the waitstaff would be able to hear me, and I didn’t even care.
He suckled a little bit harder, and I knew I was losing the fight even as my orgasm ripped through me. I came with a startled shout, balling my fingers into tight little fists as I lost complete control of myself. My core squeezed tight, and my inner walls fluttered so fiercely that it was impossible to keep still. My hips bucked beneath his mouth as wave after wave of heated pleasure coursed through me, savagely intense and shamelessly wicked.
His tongue lapped at my sensitive flesh as I came down from my climax. My body slumped against the table, and I sighed, enjoying the tingly aftermath that simmered beneath my flesh. I closed my eyes, focusing on controlling my breath along with the wildly frenzied beat of my heart.
He kissed my clit. I went to pull my hands away, but he didn’t let go. I looked down at him, confused, only to find a wicked gleam in his eyes.
He lowered his lips back to my pussy, and I realized several things all at once.
He wasn’t done. He was going to make me come for a second time.
I’d never come twice before in my life. I’d never even tried.
My pussy was ridiculously sensitive and even if I tried to fight him, I was vulnerable to whatever he wanted to do to me. My strength was no match for him. I wouldn’t be able to break his hold on me.
“Sergei?”
He lightly suckled my clit and I tensed, the shock of the wet sensation of his tongue quickly becoming more than I could handle.
It didn’t matter. He pushed me through it anyway.
With deliberate patience, he coaxed my need back to the surface. My body was trembling hard as he caressed my sensitive little bud with the tip of his tongue. I flinched several times, but that didn’t matter.
Soon enough, I was teetering on the edge of another climax. This time, I wasn’t sure if I wanted it or not.
Deep down though, I knew that my want didn’t matter. Sergei was going to force me to come whether I liked it or not.
And that’s what’s making your pussy so incredibly wet right now.
I gasped as he increased the tempo of his movement. With more pressure came more sensation. That first climax had been nothing less than soul-shattering bliss, but this one promised a bite of pain along with the pleasure that came with it.
Until that moment, I’d never really feared an orgasm. Now I knew what that felt like.
Still, my body soared, not knowing what was on the other side. With as much effort as I could muster, I fought it. As the seconds ticked by though, I slowly realized that I was fighting a losing battle. My release was inevitable and the only thing I could do was just lie back and take it.
His tongue worked faster, pressed a little harder, and I flew over the brink far more quickly than I was prepared for. This time, my climax ripped through me with feral intensity. My pussy clamped down hard, and a slow muted wail escaped me. It soon escalated into a full-throated moan before it transformed into an all-out scream.
My eyes rolled back in my head and I thrashed, overwhelmed with deliciously agonizing sensation as it tore through me. My brow beaded with sweat, but it didn’t matter. The only thing that held me captive was the feral passion burning through my system.
That second orgasm was harder, and it lasted much longer. My pussy spasmed ceaselessly as my hips bucked beneath him. I screamed and wailed, but he didn’t pull away even as my pleasure crested and began to slowly cease.
A part of me hoped it would end there.
I knew it wouldn’t though.
He didn’t pull away this time. Instead, his mouth punished my clit. He forced me past the sensitive wall that ultimately followed, crashing through it like a wrecking ball. Lost in ecstasy, my hips bucked, and I rode the flat of his tongue.
That third orgasm was the one that truly shattered me.
Tirelessly, his tongue worked my needy bud, and I came again far more quickly than I ever could have expected. There was no even trying to fight it this time.
There could only be my surrender.
