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What started out as a low moan quickly became a desperate scream.
Heat pumped through my veins as my entire body clenched tight. My muscles flexed hard, but I could feel nothing but passionate bliss flowing through me. My inner walls spasmed around him as I dug my nails into his back, needing to hold on as I drowned in wave after wave of exquisite ecstasy.
My body was moving without any conscious input from me anymore. My core kept contracting, my hips kept grinding, and my pussy kept spasming around every long inch of his cock.
This was absolute bliss. It was everything I’d ever wanted and more.
I rode him harder than I ever could have thought myself capable of. It was as if I’d turned into a feral, savage beast, and the only thing I could think of was his cock. When he groaned, I rode him harder, and when I moaned for him, his fingers squeezed me tighter.
“That’s it, babygirl. Come all over my cock for me,” he demanded.
Fuck.
His filthy words only spurred me on to go harder, riding him like I imagined the perfect little slut would. His thumb teased my clit again and I flinched, overcome with sudden sensitivity, but I knew that wouldn’t stop him. He’d push me past it just so that he could make me come for him all over again.
I was ready for it, or at least I thought I was.
The second orgasm hit me like a tidal wave breaking against a cliffside. My nails dug in hard as my screaming started. My hips jerked against his, and one of his hands clutched the back of my neck. His thumb never stopped teasing my clit, and I couldn’t stop myself from grinding against it.
“Fuck, yes. That’s my good girl,” he praised.
My heart hammered in my chest and my body moved faster. I lost control as my legs quaked, every muscle in my body flexing violently with the overwhelming pleasure and pain coursing through me. It cut through me like a knife, swirling my entire being into a tightened vice that refused to let me free.
I suffered and I soared, and when my orgasm finally crested, every nerve in my body felt like it had ignited a thousand times over. As my pleasure began to fade, I feared that they had all fizzled out. A numb, tingling sensation coasted over me, and I sighed, overwhelmed with how strong both orgasms had been. I was fully convinced that I’d never come that hard before.
His arms wound around my waist, and he lifted me up, my pussy still fully impaled on his cock. As he carried me to the bed, each step jostled me, making it feel as though I was bouncing on top of him. Without warning, he slammed me down on the bed and pulled back just enough so that I could catch sight of his dark, steely gaze. His eyes were almost black with seductive intent. My inner walls tightened around him, and he chuckled knowingly.
“I think I’ve been gentle for long enough, don’t you, my sweet bride?”
“Yes, sir,” I whispered anxiously, unable to control the way my body kept exposing what his words were doing to me.
“I’ve been thinking about fucking you like this since I walked into that chapel,” he growled, and my breath seized in the back of my throat.
“I’ve already come twice!” I wailed.
Even his answering chuckle sounded sensually dark. Fear spiraled through me, eventually settling deep in my core and setting my body on fire. Biting my lip, I trembled beneath him as he slowly thrust in and out of my pussy as though he was the one holding the keys to my ignition.
It was only a matter of time before I came again, and I had a feeling that this was just the beginning.
“Oh, babygirl, you’re going to come a great deal more for me. I’m far from through with you,” he warned, and his lips descended on mine, kissing me sweetly. My lips tingled as he slid a hand down the back of my thigh. I gasped when he yanked it up, repositioning me in a way that seemed to make his cock spear even deeper inside of me.
I slid my hands up his chiseled back as he pistoned in and out of me unhurriedly. I no longer noticed any pain from the initial taking of my virginity. Now, I could only think of how much I wanted his cock, and even though I didn’t want to admit it to him, I did very much want to come again.
“Are you ready?”
“Yes, sir,” I whispered anxiously.
I wasn’t ready. I didn’t have a hint of a clue as to what he meant, and there would have been no preparing myself even if I had.
I had thought I understood what a fucking was. In theory, it made sense, but that wasn’t the reality. Sergei was teaching me what it meant right now.
His hips jerked forward, and his cock speared into me like a spike. The head bounced hard against my cervix before he was pulling out and bottoming out inside me all over again. I lost track of how many times he thrust inside of me. There would be no counting, only feeling. My pussy clenched around him, trying to push him out and keep him in at the same time.
It was magnificent.
He’d let me ride him first, which had allowed me to take him at the pace I was comfortable with. Now, he was riding me like I was a wild filly needing to be broken.
I writhed beneath him, immediately consumed by overwhelmingly exquisite ecstasy. My body was already overly sensitive, and it didn’t take much longer for another orgasm to surface. I tried to fight it, but its crash over me was inevitable. I clawed at his back, my hips bucked, and every fiber of my being tried to prevent myself from sailing over the brink just yet. Truthfully, it was pointless to even try, and I knew it.
