Page 82 of Sinful Promises


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The scent of my arousal filled the air, and I clutched the covers tightly, excited.

He inched closer, his warm breath brushing against my skin as he placed soft kisses along my inner thighs. My heart raced as his lips danced close to the sensitive area between my thighs.

I fought the overwhelming urge to grab his hair and force his head where I desperately needed him.

Then, slowly, he pressed a kiss on my clit and traced patterns along my folds with his tongue. I arched my back and gripped his hair tightly as my body erupted in fire. His touch was skilled, his lips and tongue working together perfectly. Each touch pushed me closer to the edge, making me feel like I was in heaven.

I couldn’t hold back anymore, so I rocked my hips against him shamelessly.

He groaned, his accent thickening his words. "Fuck, baby, you taste so good."

His tongue circled my clit, making me sigh with pleasure.

Then he slid a finger inside me, and I leaned back, eyes closed, lost in lust.

“Look at me,” he said urgently, biting my inner thigh. “Don’t you dare close your eyes.”

I struggled to keep my eyes open and lock onto him. With him between my legs, his veiny hands gripping my thighs, and his hair tangled in my fingers, I was completely consumed.

“What’s my name?”

I stayed quiet, nervously biting my lip. As his finger moved faster inside me, I closed my eyes again, trying to stay focused. But then, without warning, he slapped my nipples hard, snapping me out of my thoughts. The jolt of pain mingled with the pleasure, making my pussy tighten around his finger.

“Keep your eyes on me,” he ordered.

I nodded and licked my lips as he slowly licked his way back up to my clit, giving me a sly wink.

The sensation was unlike anything I’d experienced before, and a deep warmth spread from my chest to my cheeks. It was as if his thong held the cure to my loneliness.

“You like that?” he chuckled, pushing his finger deeper inside me.

“Yes,” I breathed out.

“Wanna cum?”

“I… Yeah,” I gasped as a needy moan slipped from my lips.

I guided his head down, longing for release.

“Say it.”

“Yeah, I… I want to–” I stammered, my sentence cut short as he widened my legs.

I winced momentarily, but it swiftly transformed into a moan as he slipped two fingers inside me.

“Go on, fucking beg for it.”

Familiar with his orders, I shamelessly begged him, without hesitation, to give me more.

“I-I need it, Volk. P-Please, make me cum.”

He groaned. “Such a good girl.”

He picked up the pace with his fingers, his mouth focused on my clit. My hands gripped his hair tightly, pressing his face deeper between my legs. I could feel my whole body shaking uncontrollably.

His mouth’s made for my pussy.

“Come on, Sofiya, cum for me,” he said, his fingers pumping hard inside me while his other hand pinched my nipple.

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