Chapter 16
ROMAN
“Wider.”
She opens her legs more and I finally get a full view of what’s mine—her tiny pussy already glistening wet.
I move to the windowsill, instead of the bed, keeping my distance. If I don’t, I’ll be inside her in seconds. My cock strains painfully against my pants. She notices. Her gaze lowers to the hard outline, and I watch the way her breathing changes when she realizes how much I want her.
Her thighs press together for a split second before she forces them apart again, spreading herself wider like I told her to.
"Tell me what you know about sex." My voice comes out rough, strained from how badly I want to cross the room and bury myself inside her.
She swallows and I watch her throat work. "I know that you're going to put your..."
She doesn’t even know the word. "Cock,” I tell her. “I’m going to put my cock inside that wet little hole you’re holding open for me.”
I push off the windowsill, my eyes moving from her face down to her breasts. Her nipples are hard, tight out against her brown skin. I want my mouth on them again.
"You’re going to put your cock inside me."
Hearing her say it causes more precum to leak from the tip. I press my palm against myself, trying to ease the ache.
"What else?"
My eyes stay on her chest, watching it rise and fall faster as her breathing picks up.
"I don't know anything else." Her voice is barely above a whisper. "I just... heard sounds sometimes. At the brothel."
My jaw clenches at the mention of that damn place, but I keep my tone even. My gaze drops lower, over her stomach to where she's spread wide for me. She's wetter now, slick and shiny around her little opening.
"What kind of sounds?"
"Loud sounds. Moaning and crying out."
I laugh quietly, shaking my head. She has no idea. Those whores were faking every moan, putting on a show for men they couldn’t stand.
"What else?"
Her hips move, slow and restless like her body’s already way ahead of her and can’t wait.
"That’s all I know.”
I groan and tip my head back, staring at the ceiling for a second.
Fuck me.
The words leave my mouth under my breath. This girl is a fucking gift. I cover my mouth with my fist, inhaling deeply. When I look back at her, I stroke myself through my pants, slow and lazy. Her eyes lock onto my hand, tracking my every movement.
"Do you know what cum is?"
"No."
She's breathing so hard, I can see her whole body moving with it. I think about waiting, letting her learn when she feels it filling her, leaking out of her used pussy and running down her thighs. I can’t do that to her though, leave her not knowing.
I want her to understand what's about to happen to her body.
"When a man is fucking a woman and it feels too good to control anymore, he comes. Cum is what spills out of his cock and fills her pussy.” I stroke myself again.
"That's what's going to fill you tonight.
You'll feel it inside you, warm and thick. I’m going to give you a lot.
It'll leak out of your pussy and drip down your thighs. "
Her breathing turns frantic, her thighs trembling. She lifts onto her elbows, but I raise one finger.
“Pchyolka. Stay exactly how I told you.”
She lies back down immediately and spreads her legs wider—her way of apologizing. Her hips lift slightly, reaching for something she doesn’t fully understand.
I smile, leaving the windowsill and moving to the bed to stand between her thighs, looking down at her. Her cunt is bare, soaking wet and pulsating, desperate for my cock to start fucking it. I run a finger along her slit.
She gasps, her whole body jerking as her hips lift toward my hand.
"Nala, look how wet your pussy is." I hold up my finger so she can see. "Sopping wet. I’ve never seen a pussy this desperate for my cock.”
I bring my finger to her clit and stroke it gently. She moans, her back arching off the bed, hands clutching the sheets. Her breathing is ragged now, broken into desperate little pants.
"Hot little thing,” I murmur. “Can’t wait to be fucked."
I slide my finger lower, testing her. She’s so tight I can barely get the tip in.
"You’re squeezing my finger,” I grunt, pushing deeper, groaning at the resistance. "I don't know how you're going to take my cock."
"I will," she breathes. “I have to.”
I work my finger in and out, watching her face as she whimpers, hips rocking helplessly to meet my hand.
"You know those sounds you heard at the brothel?" I push my finger deeper, listening to her gasp. "You're going to make them tonight. Not pretend. You're going to moan because you love having my cock buried inside you. So much, you’ll beg me to keep you filled with cum.”
Her eyes flutter close, moaning at my words, her breathing harsh. “This already feels so good. Don’t stop.”
“I’m just getting started.”
I pull my finger free and lower my mouth, licking her right where she’s aching.
She half-moans half-screams. “Oh God, what are— what are you doing?”
I grip her waist, holding her down as she trembles and squirms. My tongue works, sliding into that sweet little hole I’m about to fuck.
Moya pchyolka.
My little bee and that sweet honey from her cunt. I lift my head just as she’s tipping too close to coming.
She whimpers, her eyes pleading with mine. “No,” I tell her firmly. “You’re not coming yet. Not unless it’s on my cock. I’ve waited too long for this.”
Her eyes track my movement as I unbutton my shirt, remove my belt and pants. She doesn’t blink. When my cock springs free, hard and thick she sucks in a deep breath.
Wide-eyed, she makes a small sound in her throat, staring at it, fear and fascination on her face.
"Are you scared?”
She nods, moaning as she lifts her hips.
“Scared,” I murmur, stroking myself slowly, “but desperate for it.”
I tilt my head, studying her slick cunt. “No other man can ever know about this, how tiny and wet your pussy is, always ready for cock. This is only for me.”
She gulps, scooting closer. "It’s yours, Roman, it is.” Her gaze swings to my cock, her eyes glazed over. “Can I have it now? It's so big. I want it inside me. I want it to fit."
"I know you do.” I fist myself, stroking up and down. “When I fuck you, you take everything I give you. You’re begging for it, so you’ll take it, even if it feels like too much. You’ll lie there and let me fuck you.”
“I will,” she whimpers in between a moan, her pussy juice dripping out of her cunt. “I’ll take it all. I promise.”
That’s all I needed to hear. I climb on top of her, cock aching and ready to claim that virgin cunt.
She’s tense but panting, her hands gripping me as I kiss her. I suck a nipple hard while my hand works the other, her body clinging to mine. Kissing her again, I push in slowly, just the head.
She’s so tight.
Her pussy clenches, fighting me. I push again. She whimpers and her nails digging into my shoulders.
I've never fucked a virgin. Knowing I’m the first, the only one, nearly breaks my control.
I push deeper, groaning as her body stretches around me, every clench, every pulse, bringing me closer to losing it. She presses her face to my shoulder, whimpering my name.
My name on her lips… the sound. I try to slow down, but I can’t. Her softness. Those breasts pressed against me. Her hips move, unable to stay still and destroying whatever control I had left.
Blayd.
I’m not a saint and I warned her. I lose control, the need to empty my balls inside her cunt becomes too much.
I thrust hard.
She screams as I break through, burying myself fully inside her.
Fuck.
This is it. I kiss her to quiet her cries, then pull back and drive in again. Her body jolts. I do it again, gripping her hips. Too good. I thrust again, harder this time.
She's making these little sounds, like moaning and crying with each thrust. I can barely think straight. She's so hot and wet around me. I keep going, pulling her hips onto my cock as I drive into her over and over. The slick sound of us fucking fills the room.
She's whimpering now, entire body jerking as I fuck her harder, faster, her heels digging into the sheets.
"I wanted to fuck you so bad," I groan against her neck, my mouth brushing against her damp skin. "Now I’m addicted. You did this to me." I pull back slowly, almost leaving her, then slam back in. Her breasts bounce. Her thighs shake against me.
I do it again, then drag her leg up, moving faster, my balls slapping against her with each stroke. She gasps, her back arching off the bed.
“I told you this would happen,” I say roughly, pounding into her and feeling her struggling to stretch around me. “I knew this cunt would make me insane.”
“Oh God, Roman…”
I catch her wrists and pin the above her head, caging her beneath and pumping into her as hard as I can. “You did this to me,” I growl. “Now let me fuck.”
Her mouth falls open, screaming my name over and over with every slap of my cock hitting her walls, and forcing her to stretch around me. The sound of her cries and the creaking of the bed, echoes through the room.
"That's right,” I rasp, watching her face. “My sweet innocent pchyolka, learning to take my cock."
Her palm comes up, flattening against the side of my face. I look down to watch my cock disappear into her, pulling out wet then slamming back in. “You love being fucked like this. I can feel how much you like having your pussy used.”
“Yes,” she gasps. “Roman…yes. I love it. Keep going. You give me what I want.”
Her legs wrap around my hips, pulling me deeper. I grab her hips, fucking her harder. “I’m fucking this every day,” I grunt. “This cunt will never be empty, without my cock or my cum keeping it filled.”
“Roman,” she pants, raking her nails down my back. “Something’s… I feel—”