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“So wet,” he whispered against my lips.
He stopped kissing me, his eyes locking with mine as he knelt between my legs. My breath hitched as he slid my thong away then, with urgency, he parted my thighs wide, his strong hands holding me firmly.
The wait was unbearable, and I bit my lip, gripping the edges of the desk tighter.
“Look at you,” he whispered, his nose brushing against my clit as he inhaled deeply. “So fucking wet, waiting for my cock.”
I nodded eagerly, a throaty moan escaping as I arched my back, seeking more of his touch.
“I want to take a picture of you, just like this. So I can look at it every second of the day.”
“Please, Volk,” I begged, my voice filled with need. “Please, touch me.”
He stopped suddenly. “What’s my name?”
I paused, confused, then saw the pain in his eyes and understood. I’d been calling him Volk, keeping a distance between us, treating him like he wasn’t the man who meant everything to me.
“Mikhaïl,” I breathed out.
“Good girl,” he smirked, his fingers tracing my inner thighs. “Do you know how many times I’ve pictured you while jerking off these past hundred and twelve days?”
I shook my head, heart pounding.
“Every single night.”
My heart bloomed.
I couldn’t wait any longer. I pushed his head closer to my clit.
He chuckled darkly. “Impatient, aren’t you?”
Just as I was about to beg again, his tongue trailed from bottom to top, making me moan.
I grabbed his head, guiding him where I needed him.
His tongue worked my clit, circling and sucking. My climax built, legs trembling.
Desperate, I dug my nails into his scalp. “Oh, please, don’t stop! I’m-”
He cut me off by thrusting two fingers into my wet entrance.
I gasped, my body clenching around him as my orgasm hit.
The pleasure washed over me, and I couldn’t hold back his name.
I laid back, legs still on his shoulders as he continued, his tongue working wonders on my sensitive skin. I closed my eyes and hummed as he kissed up my inner thighs, tummy, and chest, sucking a nipple hard.
“That was fast,” he kissed between my breasts.
“You’re rude,” I chuckled, cheeks flushing.
I wrapped my legs around his hips, pulling him closer. His erection pressed against me, and I couldn’t resist grinding against him, feeling him grow even harder.
Sex had always sounded strange to me.
The idea that two bodies could find comfort and release in each other seemed almost unfathomable. But now, as he lay on top of me, his eyes locked onto mine, his hands exploring every inch of my skin, his heart pressed against mine, nothing felt as special as this intimate connection.
In that moment, everything else faded away, and it was just the two of us.
