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As we caught our breath, panting hard, muffled moans trembled against our mouths.
“Fuck, Grace,” he rasped.
He yanked me to the edge of the countertop, pulling my hips against his and pressing his erection on my throbbing center. His mouth moved hard against mine and our tongues danced with each other in a fierce battle, each of us fighting for dominance. But Igor was too masterful.
He pinched my nipples and nibbled greedily on my lower lip, my breath hitched, and the feeling was almost too much.
Push him awayI thought faintly, followed byFuck, I want him!
My legs wrapped around his waist and my fingers fumbled impatiently with his shirt buttons. His gaze roamed my body to my eyes soaking me up slowly like a dry sponge. The muscle in his jaw pulsed and he let out a throaty groan as I ripped his shirt off. I couldn’t wait any longer, I was in a hurry. I was overcome by a burning sensation and the desire to have him inside me.
“Fuck Grace, what are you doing to me?” He rumbled, kissing tenderly my face, my throat, my collarbones, and the gap between my breasts.
The pressure inside me grew stronger by the second and I felt like I was going to explode if I wouldn’t feel all of him. It didn't matter that this was a new experience. I had never been with any man like this before, but with Igor, I was willing to risk it.
His rough hands stroked my body, feeling every exposed part of me before he palmed my ass again tugging me hard against him and a loud gasp escaped me. My fingers itched to touch his black tattoos, and I gently ran my fingertips from his broad shoulders, over his chest and toned abs to his waist.
His muscles flexed when I touched him, and his eyes were burning with lust as we stared at each other. One of his hands gripped my waist and with the other, he unbuckled his belt. A dry sound echoed in the room as he unzipped his pants and let them drop to the floor.
“God, I want you, Grace,” he said, his breath fast and heavy.
I want you too, I wanted to say it aloud, but Igor had already coaxed me into a sensual, hungry kiss.
His fingers slid to the side of my panties, and he tore the fabric. I wrapped my hands around his neck, trembling with fear and anticipation at the same time as I felt his big cock at the tip of my glistening entrance. Without warning, he bucked his hips and thrust into me, I yelped and whimpered, and he abruptly stopped and pulled out.
“Are you okay?”
I shook my head, and he glanced down. There was a tint of blood on his shaft. He took a step back and looked up, his eyes sober. “You’re a ...”
I gritted my teeth, suddenly feeling embarrassed and ashamed that he saw me so vulnerable. “A virgin? Yes. I have never fucked a man before. Happy?”
“Fuck, Grace, why didn’t you tell me?” He placed his large hands on my shoulders and his thumbs gently stroked my skin.
“It’s my body and I've decided that I want it now!” I said.
I crossed my arm in front of my chest, but he put his hands on mine and guided them to his hips. “Not only am I glad you’ve never fucked a man before, Grace...” he pulled me close again, nuzzled his lips into my neck, and said, “but your body is mine now and I’m proud that I get to be the only one you'll ever fuck.”
My hands were still trembling as I clung to his hips and my stomach fluttered. His words heightened my arousal and sent a warm ripple through me. My want for him pulsated my body and wetness pooled between my thighs.
“Do you still want it?” The corners of his mouth twitched as he looked me in the eyes.
I tried to speak but his yearning gaze took my breath away and left my mind blank. I nodded.
“I'll be gentle,” he whispered.
I fisted my fingers in his hair and lifted myself against him. He scooped my ass and gently pushed his cock inside me. His thrust was mind-blowingly slow, and I pulled my tummy taut as he sunk deep inside me. I inhaled sharply, gasping for air as stars formed behind my eyes from the surprise of his big cock filling me.
“Igor,” I moaned into his ear and a wave of pleasure rushed through me.
His hands gripped my ass tighter, he rocked in and out of me, and his rough moans buzzed through me like an electric current. He pushed deeper into me, picking up speed, and I rolled against him, eager to match his intensity.
“Fuck, so good,” he hissed.
His mouth roved over my breasts to my shoulders, his hot breath burning on my skin. My hands grabbed his shoulders as if they were a lifeline, and I threw my head back as he thrust harder and deeper. The bathroom echoed with grunts, gasps, and the slapping of hips on hips.
“Come for me, princess,” he said firmly, pounding relentlessly into me. “Come for me.”
“Ohhh,” I cried out as I came undone, and a waterfall of pleasure rushed over me, and everything went blurry.
