Page 110 of Taken By My Grumpy Pakhan

I had planned to torture her with feather kisses till she begged for my mouth, but barely two kisses in, I’d lost every bit of self-control and dove straight in.

There were very few times a man tasted something he considered more addictive than liquor, and I was convinced this was my turning point.

I dragged my tongue from her slit to clit. Gen released a shaky breath, her legs almost caving, but I held them with my hands, forcing them apart till every inch of her sweet cunt was bared to me.

“So fucking beautiful,” I groaned, the combination of her scent and taste stronger than any liquor and drug I ever tasted.

My lips found her again and I let the hunger burning inside lead. My tongue teased while my lips sucked, drinking her in until I couldn’t possibly take more.

Gen writhed beneath me, the sounds coming from her climbing from soft whimpers to desperate pleas.

“Oh God, Kazimir!”

I pushed her legs till they couldn’t move, exposing her pebbled clit to me.

Her hand reached down, grabbing a fist full of my hair while her hips rocked against me.

“Kazimir…”

Her throaty voice fueled the fire inside me and before I knew it, I had turned savage, dipping a finger into her and flicking her clit with my tongue till her moans turned to screams and her thighs clamped around me, her body shaking with violence and eventually collapsing limp.

I was barely done with her. I had discovered a new type of hunger and I'd be damned if I didn’t get my fill of her.

With one hand still inside her, I loosened my fly with the other, releasing my painfully hard cock.

I stroked myself a little while watching her swollen cunt.

Her eyes were still closed, lips parted and her chest heaved with force. I could cum from the sensory overload, but I needed to be inside her before my vision turned red.

She released a sound of protest when I withdrew my finger, but it was immediately replaced by a cry of pleasure when I pushed into her.

“Fuck,” I groaned, my vision almost turning black when I completely settled into her.

My muscles pulled taut, dangerously close to snapping as I forced myself to hold back.

Her pussy was the perfect temperature and wrapped around me like a vise. I felt tension in parts of me I never knew could feel.

It was a fight between animal instinct and common sense to let her adjust to my sudden intrusion.

I pulled out slowly, feeling every dip and contour of her walls around me till I was almost all the way out, then I slammed back in.

Genevieve let out another cry and I looked up just in time to catch the bounce of tits.

“Jesus,” I cursed, pulling back and thrusting back into her with even more force.

“Kazimir!” Something inside me snapped at the rawness with which she called my name, and every decision to enjoy the moment flew out the window.

I lowered back onto her, pulling one nipple into my mouth and sucking tightly.

Genevieve’s arms immediately wrapped around me, her fingers dragging across my back in a way I knew would leave marks.

“You still like gentlemen?” I asked between thrusts.

Her reply was an unintelligible mix of rubbish and whimpers.

“You feel so fucking good, baby. I could fuck you forever.”

“Yeah…?” She finally made the first reasonable sound that wasn’t my name.