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We fall onto the mattress in a tangle of limbs, our mouths still fused together in a kiss that borders on brutal.
“Fuck,” I groan when our lips finally part. I’m panting, skin tingling wherever his fingertips trail. Maybe it’s the long weeks alone, or the fact that I’ve been existing on adrenaline, but the man’s touch feels like it’s charged with electricity.
We explore each other hungrily, our desire escalating with every passing second until it feels like I’m about to burst from the anticipation alone.
“Lie back,” he commands in a Russian accent that makes my knees go weak, then slides down my body, pushing down my jeans as he goes, and kneels between my legs. Somehow my sneakers are gone, and my jeans slide off my feet. A moment later, he’s sliding between my splayed thighs. His lips glide along my inner thigh, stubble grazing the sensitive skin. And he’s amazing. His tongue continues its swift moves until I’m shaking with pleasure and clawing at the sheets beneath me.
“I want you,” I groan, need building to an intensity that’s almost unbearable. And then everything else melts away as his fingers slide past the elastic of my panties and trail along my wet slit.
Holy crap, it’s definitely been too long!
“Yes!” I moan, my voice hoarse with desire. His eyes are intense on my face as he seeks out my clit. His thumb swirls little circles over it as he begins pumping his fingers in and out of me. My thigh muscles strain as I push my hips up to meet him.
“Like that...yes, like that!” I urge as he draws me closer and closer to the brink. I don’t know how he does it. I’ve never met the man before, and yet already he seems to know where all my buttons are. A deep thrust of his fingers sends me straight over the edge, and I let out a raw moan as wave after wave of pleasure rocks through me, spinning me off into an abyss of bliss.
Holy crap, when did I become so vocal?
He’s watching me when I finally open my eyes and stare up at him. And now I realize that he’s still fully dressed, while I’m naked aside from my soaked panties. I half-sit, tugging at the buttons of his navy button-down shirt, sending some flying. The orgasm he just gave me is barely the tip of the iceberg – I have no doubt of it. And I want the rest.
“Slowly,” he chuckles as I pull at his clothes. Standing, he shrugs out of the shirt, then toes off his shoes as I work frantically at the zipper of his pants. When I get them over his hips and pull his briefs down with them, I’m rewarded with a thick shaft of throbbing flesh that’s more than worth the effort.
“Holy shit!” I blurt, then feel my cheeks go warm. I’m going to choke on this freaking thing. I glance up at him from below my lashes. “Um…wow,” I say, feeling like an idiot. It’s not like I’m a virgin or anything, but goddamit, but this is far beyond what I expected. He gives a careless shrug as if he’s used to being complimented on his more than impressive endowment.
I don’t get a chance to think on it, because he tangles his hand into my hair to hold my head steady as he grazes the velvety tip across my face. I extend my tongue and flick across the warm flesh. Clean and musky, it’s going to be a pleasure to take this man into my mouth.
So I do.
A throaty groan rumbles overhead as I curl my tongue around his shaft. The hand in my hair urges me on as I bob down to take his length in. There’s no way I’ll get it all in, but that doesn’t mean I don’t give it my best shot. In moments, he’s growling incomprehensible words of encouragement and I can feel him getting closer. But before he can shoot his load off, he’s pulled my face free and released his cock from the wet haven of my mouth.
“I have other plans,” he says hoarsely as he pushes me back onto the mattress.
He slowly lowers himself on top of me and I can feel the heat radiating between us.
Holy crap I want this man.
I want him inside me.
This is definitely more than just the vodka.
My breathing intensifies as his lips find their way along my neck and shoulder. When he hitches my knees over the crook of his elbows, I arch my back and let him spread my thighs wide. The thick knob of his cock is pressed against my gaping slit and I’m anxious to feel him fill me, my core tightening in anticipation.
I don’t have to wait long. One deep thrust has me crying out as my flesh spreads to take him.
“Oh…God!” I choke out, eyes watering from the sensation. He pauses a second, as if he, too, is trying to gather his wits.
It’s mind-blowing.
And then he begins to move. Slow at first, his hips rotating and then pulsing in short, punchy thrusts that seem designed to hit all the right spots. I’m babbling with pleasure as he whispers words in my ear that sound like encouragement. It’s not like I need it. In seconds I’m bucking against him.
“Fuck...Oh...fuck!” I half-shout. My nails rake down his back, and I’m sure I’m going to leave marks, but he doesn’t seem to care. Neither do I. All I can think of is chasing the sweet sensation that pitches up and then ebbs with every increasingly savage thrust. He’s battering into me like a ram when the pleasure reaches a fever pitch.
“Yes!” I cry out. “Oh, my God! Yes!” I lurch up so violently, I’m almost afraid I’m going to dislodge him. But the man’s like a fucking steam train. Brow furrowed, he squeezes his eyes shut and holds my hips steady as he buries himself deep before he finally explodes. I swear I can feel the pulsing heat of him gushing inside me as he shudders, growls, and then grunts out a string of what I’m now certain is Russian.
Our explosions of pleasure shatter the silence around us, ringing out into the night. I can hear myself moaning so loudly that I’m probably disturbing my motel neighbors. I don’t give a damn; I’ll never have to look them in the eye.
With each thrust, I am swept further away until there is nothing but us in this moment – ecstatic, exhilarated, and alive.
“Shit! Holy fucking shit!” I finally pant out when he’s gone still and slumps over me. I wind my arms around his neck, drawing his face into the curve of my throat as I try to figure out where my mind went.
