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He reaches down to tug his shirt over his head and then presses against the knife again.
“Cut me. Go ahead. I welcome it,” he says in a dark tone.
He grips my hand suddenly and slides the knife up to his chest and then to his throat and stops there, releasing my hand. “Go ahead. Kill me.”
His muscles flex, and I can’t look away. I could easily kill him, but he isn’t flinching. Not because he doesn’t think I’ll do it but because he isn’t scared of death. He’s psychotic. I trail the knife down his chest and nick him. Blood starts to drop from the superficial wound.
He raises a finger and wipes it, sucking on his fingers.
I lower the knife, my lips parting slightly.
He steps between my legs and looks down at me. He lowers his head and captures my lips in a passionate kiss, and I relinquish my control to him, sliding my arms around his neck.
He rubs his hands up and down my sides as we kiss before he breaks the kiss to pull my shirt over my head. I get goosebumps from how he looks at me, as though he’ll devour me like I’m that deer caught in his sights.
He turns and swipes the counter so the knives move to the end before he grips my legs and lifts me, with me holding onto his shoulders. I kiss him again hungrily. He returns the kiss, pressing his bare chest against mine. He’s warm to the touch. No, not warm, hot. Our tongues slide over each other’s, and I run my fingers through his hair.
“Lift your ass,” he murmurs as he grips my pants.
I lift, and he pulls my pants down and off. I’m now completely naked.
He pulls up a chair and sits between my legs. I set my feet on the counter and open my legs, looking down at him.
He trains his eyes on mine, and we lock gazes as he slowly slides a finger between my folds, then up and down. I bite my lip.
I’ve touched myself, but it’s never been quite so sexy. No one has seen me naked, let alone touched me intimately. It’s always been some sort of prize, an accomplishment, a point of pride.
But looking into Arseny’s dark eyes now, I want nothing more than for him to rob me of that pride.
He finds my clit, and slowly massages it. Everything is slow and precise, like only he could do.
I give a small moan and blush slightly, but I don’t look away from the intense look he’s giving me before he slides a finger inside of me.
He moves it in and out deliberately, turning it within me and creating friction that just makes me more wet.
He takes his finger out and sucks on it before groaning. “Delicious,” he murmurs.
I watch as he finally breaks eye contact and lowers his head between my legs. I feel his tongue lapping between my lips, teasing around the hole I know he wants to dip into.
I shift slightly, and he grips my leg, holding me in place possessively. He licks his way up to my clit and sucks on it, and I almost buck him right off me.
I’ve never felt such a jolt of pleasure race through me, but he is up for the challenge and continues to twirl his tongue around what I think now is a sensitive pleasure zone.
I grip his hair in a fist and hold him where he is, moving my hips up and down only slightly to get more.
He groans, and the vibrations do wonders for my lower body. He slurps my juices as he releases me before he starts sucking on my clit once more. I cry out. I can’t help it. He’s got me captured with pleasure I’ve never known.
He inserts a finger again and moves it faster, this time in and out quickly, while he slowly sucks my clit. The contrast is driving me mad, and I try to close my legs, but he removes his finger from me and holds my legs open as he laps at my pussy.
“Oh, ohhh,” I give a deep, low groan.
He pulls away and smiles, his mouth and chin wet. I blush and mumble an apology and he smirks. “You’re not sorry. You want more.”
I pause for a moment before I give a shy nod. He inserts two fingers this time and curls them before moving them up and down. The wet, squishing sound my vagina makes testifies to how aroused I am.
I move from leaning on my hands to leaning on my elbows, trying to get more comfortable. He lowers his head once more, and I can’t even begin to handle the electricity shooting through me as he sticks out his tongue and then shakes his head quickly from side to side over my clit. He’s motorboating my clit, and it feels good.
He continues to move his fingers while he does this, and I feel the pressure building up inside me. Something I’m unfamiliar with.
