Alexei #3
I reach for the metal of my belt buckle, and the quiet click echoes through the room sharply enough that Maggie startles against the mattress.
I take my time, sliding the leather through the loops with agonizing slowness, letting the friction sound like a warning shot.
I can see her chest rise and fall faster under the blindfold as she tracks my movements by sound alone.
I drop the belt to the floor, the heavy thud vibrating, and reach for the hem of my shirt.
I peel it off, the fabric whispering against my skin, and toss it aside.
Next, I open the button of my slacks. Pulling on the zipper, the teeth grind down, the noise obscene in the silence.
I shove them down my legs, kicking them away, leaving me in just my boxers.
My cock strains against the silk, a heavy, aching presence that demands attention.
Hooking my thumbs in the waistband, I drag them down, freeing myself.
The cool air hits the heated skin of my cock, but I don't touch her yet.
I crawl onto the bed, the mattress dipping under my weight, and move between her spread thighs.
Leaning down, I blow a stream of cool air directly onto her wet, exposed pussy.
She gasps, her hips jerking, chasing a sensation she can't see.
“So responsive,” I murmur, my breath ghosting over her clit. “I haven't even started yet.”
A shaky breath leaves her lips while her fingers tighten in the sheets beneath her.
“You keep sayin’ things like that and I’m not gonna survive this,” she whispers.
I don’t answer. Instead, I flatten my tongue and drag it from her perineum all the way up to her clit in one long, slow stroke.
Her taste explodes on my tongue. I do it again, adding pressure this time, savoring the way her thighs tremble against my ears.
I wrap my arms around her legs, pinning her hips to the mattress so she can't escape the onslaught.
I seal my lips around her clit and suck, hard.
Her back bows off the bed, a broken cry tearing from her throat. “Alexei!”
I hum against her, the vibration traveling straight through her pussy.
I release her clit only to thrust my tongue inside her tight hole, fucking her slowly.
I curl it, searching for that spot that makes her lose her mind, and when I find it, she clenches around me, her inner muscles fluttering.
I feast on her, licking, sucking, and nibbling, alternating between broad, flat strokes and rapid, pointed flicks.
She gasps, and whimpers, and the wet squelch of my mouth against her pussy fills the room, drowning out the rain.
The tension in her body coils tighter and tighter, her thighs quaking against my hold.
I double my efforts, focusing all my attention on her swollen clit, sucking it rhythmically while I slide two fingers into her pussy, curling them to rub against her inner walls.
I fuck her hard and fast with my fingers without releasing her from my mouth.
“Come for me,” I growl against her flesh.
She shatters. Her entire body locks up, a silent scream stretching her mouth wide as her pussy convulses around my fingers, flooding my chin with her juices. I work her through it, lapping up every drop until her hips sink back into the mattress and she goes limp, panting for air.
I give her a moment to float back down, pressing kisses to the inside of her trembling thighs. Then, I move. I crawl up her body, straddling her chest. Guiding her head up with one hand, I hold her there, my stiff cock hovering inches from her mouth.
“Open up,” I command.
Her lips part instantly, obedient and eager.
I slide the head of my cock past her lips, groaning at the wet, velvety heat of her mouth.
She takes me in, her tongue swirling around the sensitive tip.
I feed her more, inch by inch, watching her stretch around me.
I hit the back of her throat, and she gags slightly, but she doesn't try to pull away.
Instead, she relaxes her jaw, letting me push deeper.
I cradle her face with my thighs, holding her steady as I begin to thrust.
I set a slow, deep pace, fucking her mouth with the same deliberation I used to undress. The sight of her blindfolded face, lips stretched wide around my cock, is nearly enough to make me explode right then. But I hold back, gritting my teeth.
Pulling out of her mouth with a wet pop, I wipe a string of saliva from her lips.
She gasps for air, her chest heaving. I move down her body, settling my hips between her legs.
Grabbing her ankles, I push them up and out, opening her completely to me.
I line my cock up with her dripping pussy and thrust forward, burying myself to the hilt in one smooth motion.
“Oh my God,” she cries out, her nails digging into my shoulders as I stretch her wide.
I pause for a moment, letting her adjust to the intrusion, before I start to move.
I pull out until just the tip remains inside, then slam back in.
The slap of skin against skin is loud, a primal rhythm that matches the thunder outside.