Chapter 26 #2
“I’ve been dreaming about this all night.”
“Was that why you took me on a date?”
My lips curled and without a warning, I wrapped my arms around her legs and lifted her.
She let out a yelp, her legs immediately wrapping around my hips.
I carried her into my room, gently lowering her onto the bed. I watched in amazement as her boobs bounced from the act.
She looked sinfully gorgeous on my bed with her lips swollen, hair messy, boobs out and dress ruched around her hips.
My eyes raked all over her and it suddenly struck me how this was the first time I was actually looking at her.
The first was more of a tryst in the elevator and the second was a quick fuck in the boardroom.
There'd been other moments in between, but they were mostly born out of intense need and blinding lust.
This was the first time she was in my bed like this and for some reason, the thought loosened something inside me.
She watched with hazy eyes as I shrugged off my jacket and discarded my tie, her throat bobbing as I pulled off my shirt.
With the distractions out of the way, I lowered myself onto her.
“This is why I took you to the opera.”
My lips reclaimed hers in a soft, passionate kiss, taking my time to reacquaint with every bit of her.
Her legs wrapped around me, fingers dragging across my back as I teased and nibbled on her lips.
This felt different than the last time and I wanted to take my time with her. There had been lots of quick fixes, and for some reason, I wanted this to last.
I pulled her bottom lip between my teeth, teasing and releasing with a gentle pop before trailing my way down to her navel.
I had no plan and certainly no idea what the fuck I was doing till I found myself face to face with her pussy.
My mouth watered at the juicy sight. I’d never been bothered about what a woman’s pussy looked like.
Sex for me was mostly about releasing steam and indulging primal animal needs.
I always considered foreplay and the likes of it an unnecessary waste of time and the thought of lapping up a woman’s pussy had never interested me.
But somehow, I had managed to cover Genevieve in kisses till I trailed a map between her legs, and dare I say, I’ve never seen anything more beautiful nor had I felt a hunger so primal.
I looked up to find her watching me with expectant eyes and barely breathing. Without breaking eye contact, I pressed a kiss to her inner thigh, loving the way her eyes rolled back and her legs quivered.
I trailed the outlines of her pussy with my finger, marvelling at how the lips quivered and she glistened with more juice. “So perfect, so hungry.”
“Tell me,” I said, parting her folds and baring her tight opening to me. “Does that vibrator of yours get you this wet?”
“Oh god,” she moaned.
I slipped a finger into her, forcing her body to jerk. “Answers, little bird. Does it?”
“No,” she croaked out, rolling her hips into my palm.
I chuckled at her desperation. “So greedy.”
“You’re teasing me.”
“You’re the one who spent the night talking about another man.”
The corners of her lips lifted. “So you’re punishing me or what?”
I muttered a curse beneath my breath. If I had any doubt, this was the single confirmation that she would be my undoing.
I pressed my thumb against her clit, applying enough pressure while the finger inside her found the spot that made her eyes roll. I pressed down on both spots, not moving.
“You’d like that, huh?”
“That wasn’t—”
The rest of her speech was cut short when I applied more pressure.
“Is that why you talked about him? You wanted to rile me up so I could fuck the attitude out of you?”
“No,” she whimpered. “I was… I was just appreciating the art.”
It was my turn to smirk. “Then I guess you’ll appreciate mine.”
I withdrew my fingers from her, holding my eyes to hers as I brought the soaked digits to my lips and licked her juices off my fingers.
Her eyes widened with hunger as my tongue darted out to lap every drop of her.
I had meant to torture her, but the taste of her sent a heady feeling straight through my head and I was left with an uncontrollable need for more. Without a word, I lowered back in between her thighs.
Her scent clouded my senses, and in addition to the taste still lingering on my tongue, I knew I had already lost the battle before it began.
I had planned to torture her with feather kisses till she begged for my mouth, but barely two kisses in, I’d lost every bit of self-control and dove straight in.
There were very few times a man tasted something he considered more addictive than liquor, and I was convinced this was my turning point.
I dragged my tongue from her slit to clit. Gen released a shaky breath, her legs almost caving, but I held them with my hands, forcing them apart till every inch of her sweet cunt was bared to me.
“So fucking beautiful,” I groaned, the combination of her scent and taste stronger than any liquor and drug I ever tasted.
My lips found her again and I let the hunger burning inside lead. My tongue teased while my lips sucked, drinking her in until I couldn’t possibly take more.
Gen writhed beneath me, the sounds coming from her climbing from soft whimpers to desperate pleas.
“Oh God, Kazimir!”
I pushed her legs till they couldn’t move, exposing her pebbled clit to me.
Her hand reached down, grabbing a fist full of my hair while her hips rocked against me.
“Kazimir…”
Her throaty voice fueled the fire inside me and before I knew it, I had turned savage, dipping a finger into her and flicking her clit with my tongue till her moans turned to screams and her thighs clamped around me, her body shaking with violence and eventually collapsing limp.
I was barely done with her. I had discovered a new type of hunger and I'd be damned if I didn’t get my fill of her.
With one hand still inside her, I loosened my fly with the other, releasing my painfully hard cock.
I stroked myself a little while watching her swollen cunt.
Her eyes were still closed, lips parted and her chest heaved with force. I could cum from the sensory overload, but I needed to be inside her before my vision turned red.
She released a sound of protest when I withdrew my finger, but it was immediately replaced by a cry of pleasure when I pushed into her.
“Fuck,” I groaned, my vision almost turning black when I completely settled into her.
My muscles pulled taut, dangerously close to snapping as I forced myself to hold back.
Her pussy was the perfect temperature and wrapped around me like a vise. I felt tension in parts of me I never knew could feel.
It was a fight between animal instinct and common sense to let her adjust to my sudden intrusion.
I pulled out slowly, feeling every dip and contour of her walls around me till I was almost all the way out, then I slammed back in.
Genevieve let out another cry and I looked up just in time to catch the bounce of tits.
“Jesus,” I cursed, pulling back and thrusting back into her with even more force.
“Kazimir!” Something inside me snapped at the rawness with which she called my name, and every decision to enjoy the moment flew out the window.
I lowered back onto her, pulling one nipple into my mouth and sucking tightly.
Genevieve’s arms immediately wrapped around me, her fingers dragging across my back in a way I knew would leave marks.
“You still like gentlemen?” I asked between thrusts.
Her reply was an unintelligible mix of rubbish and whimpers.
“You feel so fucking good, baby. I could fuck you forever.”
“Yeah…?” She finally made the first reasonable sound that wasn’t my name.
“You have no fucking idea.”
Without removing my cock from her, I lifted her legs, crossing them over and flipping her onto her stomach.
She reacted quickly, pulling up to an all-fours position and giving me a view that almost sent me off the edge.
Her ass fanned into the perfect peach, her butthole winked at me, and it took every bit of restraint not to sink a finger into the puckered surface.
She was still new to this, there would be more time to explore other things, but now, I only had the intention of enjoying the way she milked my cock dry and making the moment last for as long as….
Then I made the mistake of looking down to the point my dick entered her and I swear I saw stars erupt behind my eyes.
My balls tightened and my cock hardened. I tried to think of anything to make me last longer, but nothing could trump her arched back, nice ass and the way her pink cunt stretched to accommodate my cock with every thrust.
I was covered to the hilt with her juices, some of it dripping down her thighs.
It was a losing battle and my only chance of winning was making sure she came with me. I lowered a bit, reaching around to find her clit.
Genevieve let out a moan, slightly parting her legs when I found the sensitive nub. I settled into a tempo, rubbing and fucking till her juices coated my hand until the only sounds in the room were the wetness of her pussy with every thrust and her moans.
I held back, counting back from ten to one till I felt her walls grow impossibly tighter around me.
“Kazimir…” she choked out. “I’m gonna, I’m gonna… oh god… oh god…. Kazimir!”
Her walls gave one last squeeze before collapsing into an erratic rhythm of tightness and quivers.
I joined immediately, my cum erupting with so much force I had to dig my palms into her ass to keep from launching forward.
My vision went black for a second and I felt her milk every inch of me down to my fucking toes.
I emptied into her like a squeezed bottle, and my cock didn’t stop pulsing till I was completely spent and damn near close to passing out.
“You’re mine, Genevieve. Fucking mine, and I’ll be damned if I give that up.”