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I can feel how soaked I am as I continue to grind on him, rolling my ass over the ridge of his hard-as-steel cock, covering him in my juices. I’m panting, but I refuse to take him inside of me before giving him a taste of his own medicine.
“Kira,” Maxim growls in warning. He’s holding his jaw tight like it’s costing him everything to hold back.
“It’s only fair,” I rasp.
I circle my hips once more and then freeze, realizing my pussy is hovering over his tip.
Our eyes lock, tension thick, as I lower an inch, his head pressing at my entrance. He snarls, his breathing ragged and deep, each inhale and exhale pronounced as he looks up at me with a fierce glare.
I can’t take it anymore. I need Maxim inside of me like I need my next breath.
Lowering myself, the crown of his dick breaches my entrance. As I sink down further, I'm deliciously stretched, the feeling so intense that my nails dig into his shoulders once I'm fully seated. He brushes the hair out of my face as I slowly lift and descend on his shaft, getting used to the stretch. My mouth opens in a silent cry, and he uses the opportunity to slide his tongue between my lips.
Just like that, I'm lost in the fullness and intensity, the feverish sensation dancing and flaring within my veins. This feels like nothing in my past, nothing I could have ever imagined. I don’t know if it's because of the weeks of simmering sexual tension or if his dick is really that good, but I’m lost to the feeling of him inside of me. Filling me to the brim while he kneads my tits and sucks at my neck.
I had no idea sex could feel like this. All-consuming, a combustive mix of explosives.
His mouth is my weakness. Warm and inviting, his tongue dances with mine, flicking and teasing in ways that leave me breathless. Rising onto my knees, I press my body tightly to his. I pant, winding my arms around his neck to pull him as close as possible. I like this position for that very reason. He groans and grabs a handful of my ass, squeezing my cheeks and forcing me down harder and faster on his cock.
So much for me being in control. He’s possessive, using me like a fuck toy, and it’s everything I never knew I wanted. But holy moly, itiswhat I want.
“God, Kira. Your pussy is as hot and perfect as I knew it would be. It was made for me.” He slaps my ass with no mercy and pulls my hair.
The delicious bite of pain liquefies every nerve inside of me. I’m already teetering on the edge, my orgasm building so hot and fast after Maxim edged me to my breaking point. And now, as I writhe on his hard length, my control is a hairpin away from snapping.
“I am so close,” I pant into his mouth.
His voice is a rough tumble as it vibrates against my skin. “Yes, lastochka, that’s it. This cock is all yours.”
His lips travel down to the base of my throat, and he nips the skin before sliding a rough hand between us, his fingers circling my clit with expert precision. Pleasure rushes to my core like a tidal wave, and I scream—yes, scream—against his neck as I let go entirely. It’s the hardest orgasm of my life.
“Good girl. You gripped me so tight, and now I’m going to spray your pussy’s walls with my cum.”
His body tenses as he roars into my neck, and liquid heat fills my insides.
My eyes close as I will this moment to stretch. Both of us are still. Maxim’s face is pressed into the crook of my neck, and my fingers rake through his thick hair. It feels right. Us together, how he’s holding me so tight against his chest as we float down from the clouds.
When I finally lift myself off his lap, his seed spills down my legs. I shuffle over, needing to clean myself up in the bathroom, but Maxim stops me with a hand on my hip.
“Maxim,” I plead. I gesture down to my body. Naked and dripping with his cum.
“Wait.” He reaches out and swipes a finger along the inner seam of my thighs, coated with his release. “Open,” he commands.
I do as he asks, our combined tastes mingling on my tongue. There’s no denying we taste good together.
“I didn’t have the pleasure yet of watching you choke on my cock and lap up my cum, but trust me, that will happen soon.”
A frisson of excitement works through me. The idea of being on my knees for him makes the thought of giving a blow-job more erotic than I imagined. “I’ll hold you to that,” I promise.
Making my way to the bathroom, the pressing realization that I’m not on birth control hits me. He released a flood of cum inside of me. It’s not like I was in my right mind. When he brought me to the edge continuously like that, all rational thought was swept away.
Wiping the dampness between my legs, I do the rough math in my head. I’m on day seventeen of my cycle. Not totally in the clear, but my periods are super regular, and it’s far enough from ovulation that I think I’m alright. Since I won’t be fertile for another month, maybe I can keep on enjoying Maxim bare, for as long as we’re together.
Except … Maxim doesn’t want me to get on the pill. He wants me to bear his heirs. Or at least, that’s what he wanted not too long ago. I have no idea where we stand now.
Maxim is sprawled on his back, head under his hands, as I come back to the bedroom. His eyes track me as I approach the edge of the bed, not sure what we're supposed to do now. Beyond the sex, I don’t know what we are. The past few days have been chaotic. I haven't had a chance to overthink, but now… I bite my bottom lip.
Maxim grins at me. “What's on your mind? I can practically see the gears turning.”
