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I wound her hair around my fist, tipped her chin upwards, and devoured her mouth in the most ravenous ways I knew how. It didn’t matter how deep our tongues went; it felt like I couldn’t get enough of her. She moaned, and the sultry sound traveled straight to the bulge between my legs.

“Turn around,” I ordered, and whining, she twisted around so I unzipped her dress.

“Is it so bad that I want this?”

She probably didn’t know it, but the sound of her voice was worsening my situation, and my cock strained painfully in my pants.

“Depends on how badly you want it.”

Hastily, I pulled down the zipper, shrugged the cloth to the floor, and placed her naked body on the bed.

My nails dug into the softness of her thighs, and she sighed. “Verybadly.”

Her perky tits stretched taut, aching to be in my mouth, and the heat of her body made my head swim. I settled between her legs, kneaded one of her breasts in one hand, and skillfully pulled down her black thong with the other. Her back arched, and her eyes lost focus.

She was so perfect, so fucking beautiful, I could gaze at her all night.

With a nudge of my palm, I spread her knees apart and muttered, “Fuck.”

Gooseflesh broke out on her skin, a visible sign of pleasure and her unease. I kissed her, tasted her lips with my tongue, and sucked the breath out of her lungs. Her breaths were hot and raspy against my chin.

“Egor, I’ve never...I’ve never been with a man,” she blurted.

Her shy side was an unexpected turn, making me want more.

“The texts, Freya.” I struggled to form actual words at the sight of her glistening pink pussy. “I figured.”

I brushed my palm over the short silk-brown hair on her mound and stroked her where she ached. Her eyes rolled, and she slid a palm down her stomach, reaching over her valley to cover my finger with hers.

She pressed my fingers deeper and guided them to her entrance.

“Not yet.”

Gently, I swatted her hand away, lowered my face between her legs, latched my mouth on her, and grazed my teeth on her clitoris. She was wet and warm.

“Oh, my—ah....” Her breath hitched in her throat, and she gurgled something incoherent. She spread her quivering knees wider, thighs clenched around my face. I was greedy with her, slurping and licking, while she writhed and moaned incoherent babbles of pleasure.

“How does that feel?”

“Good. It feels good,” she mumbled and jerked her hips.

I smiled against her soaking lips. “I haven’t even started.”

“It tickles. Is it supposed to tickle?”

“That’s just the beginning. Soon, you’ll feel like you’re floating.”

I rose to my knees, grabbed her by the waist, and slid the tip of my cock between her folds. She tried to touch me, but I restrained her.

“Steady, Freya. It’s going to hurt, but only for a while.”

“Okay.”

She lifted her head to look at me, watching with hooded eyelids as I eased into her, letting my cock glide through her soaking-wet folds. She whimpered and flinched and tried to push me off her. But I saw she wanted this just as much as I did.

I fucked her gently, as gently as I could, even though it was painfully slow.

She groped her breast, and her head fell back, lips parted, all spread and ready for me.

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