Page 46 of Risky Desires


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He groaned, capturing my lips more roughly this time. The kiss was less gentle and I could feel more of the things that coursed through my system echoed in the way he held me. Tension and need, wrapped in an overwhelming heat that danced over my skin. He rolled his hips against mine, his erection trapped between us.

When he undressed me, his movements were slow, deliberate, like he was waiting for me to change my mind. It made me blush, letting him see me exposed like that, but I didn’t want to stop him. I tugged at his shirt, helping him toss it over the side of the bed.

In all the times I’d been with Carson, which wasn’t as often as he wanted, it always felt rushed. Before I could blink, we were done, and he was either asleep or he disappeared into his office to work some more.

Viktor wasn’t like that. He took his time, his rough hands running over my skin, exploring me while his lips never left mine. I wasn’t used to the slow build up, but whenever I tried to rush him, he just grinned at me and pulled my wandering hands away. I had no choice but to surrender to him, letting him have his way with me. And I’d never felt more cherished in my life. He touched every inch of my skin and then followed it with his lips. Just little kisses all over my body, nothing intense, and yet I was more needy and hot than I’d ever been in the past. I shifted restlessly, moaning when he came close to my breasts or between my legs. It wasn’t until I pleaded with him again that he finally drew my nipple into his mouth, sucking gently.

My back arched, and I moaned again. He played the long game to get me ready and now every suck felt directly connected to my clit.

“Viktor, please!”

I swore I could feel him smiling against my skin as he gave my other breast the same attention. It almost felt like he was trying to get me to come just playing with my breasts. And considering how tightly wound I felt, it was entirely possible.

When he reached between us and slid his fingers between my folds, I cried out, bucking my hips. He chuckled, rubbing slow circles around my clit.

“Your noises are like music to my ears, ?????.”

“Please!”

He pressed down lightly and that’s all it took. I exploded, a climax like nothing I’d ever experienced ripping through my system. My body writhed through the waves of pleasure, and I still didn’t feel any pain. I didn't have the chance. Instead of letting me come down from that experience, Viktor pushed his fingers inside me, drawing out the aftershocks and building back up the fire before I could ever fully come down. I clutched at his shoulders, grinding against his hand, begging for more.

“That’s it, beautiful. Take what you need. Let me see you come again.”

I’d never had someone talk dirty to me like that before, and my body flushed from his words, but I was too busy chasing my release to get embarrassed. His thumb brushed my clit as he plunged his fingers inside me, and I came again with a cry.

“Such a good girl,” he crooned.

“Please…” It was the only thing I could say, but he seemed to understand what I needed. He shifted, pulling a condom out of his wallet before shucking his pants. When he rolled himself between my thighs, I held my breath. It always hurt at first, I knew it was coming, but I wasn’t scared like I normally would be. I trusted Viktor to be gentle about it.

Except… When he began to slowly push inside me, there was no pain. I kept waiting for it to show up, but he took his time, just like before, and all I felt was pleasure as he rocked inside me one inch at a time. He must’ve seen my frown because he stopped when his hips were cradled against mine, brushing the hair gently out of my face.

“Am I hurting you?”

I shook my head slowly. “No… It usually does though, so I’m not sure–”

He made a face. “It should not hurt. Not if a man is doing it right.”

My eyebrows shot up. “It… It shouldn’t?”

He cupped my face in his hands, brushing small kisses over my face. “Let me show you how it should feel.”

When he rolled his hips, I was blown away by the pleasure that slammed into me. It never felt like this before. It wasn’t all bad. Sometimes it was… fine. But never like this. My mouth fell open as he moved against me, heat spreading with each thrust until my whole body was on fire. I clutched at him, moaning, until he tangled his tongue with mine.

It felt so good that I couldn’t think straight. I could only move with him and feel. Feel the pleasure as it danced in my belly, feel the sweat break out on my skin, feel his hands in my hair, moving my mouth where he wanted it, without being forceful. He stayed gentle, stayed patient, and built the pleasure without rushing for the finish. I kept waiting for him to pick up the pace, but I felt myself toeing the edge of an absolutely massive climax and still he kept the pace slow and steady.

Ripping my mouth away from his, I gasped. “Viktor!”

He hummed his acknowledgement, running his lips down my chin and neck. “Come for me, ?????.”

I didn’t even have a chance to think about it. The pleasure blazed out of control and I was helpless to stop it. Wave after wave of bliss swept through my body like a forest fire. I could only cling to Viktor as I rode it out. He groaned, pressing his face against my neck as his own climax hit him. And he still never picked up the pace. He rode it out slowly, drawing out my aftershocks until there was nothing left.

He pulled out and tipped onto his side. I hadn’t noticed him getting worked up, too lost in the feelings he was drawing from me. He was covered in a sheen of sweat, a flush had worked its way down his neck and chest, and he was breathing heavily. And he still looked perfect. I reached for him, running my fingers along his face. He leaned into it, kissing my palm, before pushing himself up. Right as he was about to slip out of bed, I grabbed his arm.

“W-Where…”

He glanced over his shoulder, his smile soft and understanding. “I will clean us up, then I will be back.”

Embarrassed, I released him. I didn’t mean to panic. I thought for a second that he’d leave like Carson always did, but he was gone only long enough to dispose of the condom and bring back a wet cloth to clean me up. Then he crawled back into bed and pulled me into his arms again.

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