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  Her heart was beating fast and fierce, as if it was trying to keep up with what was going on around her. “I’ve been the same way with you,” she said honestly.

  “Fuck, baby, you have no idea how hard it was for me to get that out.”

  Oh, she had an idea, because it had been hard for her to come to that realization, too.

  “Let’s just focus on the here and now.” He leaned in and captured her mouth with his, grabbed the back of her neck with his hand, holding her in place, and kissed her senseless. “You feel that?” he murmured against her mouth, and she knew, just knew, what he was talking about.

  “Yes.”

  “It’s that feeling that we were meant for each other.”

  It was this feeling at the base of her spine, slowly moving through her until it stopped in her mouth and heated her from the inside out.

  Her pussy tingled and became wetter the longer and more intently he kissed her, the more she thought about all of this. She felt like she was suffocating with pleasure and need, from her emotions for this man. Her emotions were real, genuine, and Viktor had been honest with her.

  This was different, his passion more isolated, controlled, and focused right on her and this moment. This felt like he was with her in the now, like this wasn’t about him fucking her, but about him giving a piece of himself to her.

  “Tell me again, baby. Give me this. Make me feel like this is exactly what you want.” His voice was low and strained, bared and open, as if he were having just as hard a time as she was controlling her emotions.

  She took a deep, steadying breath before she spoke. “I want you in every way.”

  He helped her to stand again and went to remove his clothing.

  She brought her arms up and rested her hands on his bulging shoulders, the sinew hard under her fingers. He moved his other hand over her hip and down her thigh, softly squeezing her flesh. Her body, her skin, and her very cells were alive with pleasure.

  He moved his hand inward, so close to her pussy that she was nearly shaking with anticipation. She desperately wanted his touch, wanted him teasing and tantalizing her, and having her forget everything that wasn’t about this moment. Having Viktor in full alpha, dominating possessive mode was what she needed, what she craved. It made her feel like a woman, like she was truly wanted.

  He moved his fingers over her pussy. She wanted to feel his hardness pressing against her, in her.

  In the next second, he pulled away, as if he’d read her mind or body language.

  “Take off the skirt, baby.”

  His voice caused a fresh gush of cream to coat her pussy lips.

  “Do it now,” he demanded.

  She opened her mouth on a silent groan, his dominance igniting something inside of her and making her burn even hotter. She swallowed as she hooked her fingers under the waistband of her skirt and slowly pulled it down. She stepped out of it, her body already shaking.

  “I want the panties gone, too.” He stood by the edge of the bed, his erection big, long.

  She hooked her fingers under the elastic of her panties and pushed them down.

  “Now the blouse and bra.”

  Breathing in deeply, she did as he said until she was now totally naked for him. Her nipples instantly became hard from the chill of the air.

  “Lie down and spread for me, baby. Let me see all the red wetness that I caused.” His voice was husky, still dominating, but had this edge of unrestrained aggression laced with it.

  Karina felt so out of control, so helpless against her feelings toward him, and it scared the shit out of her, but she wouldn’t have it any other way. She’d jumped feet first into all of this, into being with Viktor, and that’s what she was focusing on, putting her energy into.

  Opening her thighs like he said, she felt her labia spread under his gaze.

  “You want me, and I want you, and that’s all that fucking matters, baby.”

  She nodded. “I want you.”

  “That’s so fucking good, baby.”

  She closed her eyes and breathed in. Right now this was real.

  “Look at me.” His voice was steely and hard.

  She opened her eyes but didn’t respond. His smile was slow and sexual when his gaze dropped to her pussy again.

  “Wider. Spread your legs wider.”

  She started to hyperventilate as her arousal continued to pump through her veins. He wasn’t even touching her, yet his expression alone had her on the verge of orgasm. Her nipples became swollen, erect, and ready for his mouth. He was still gazing at her pussy when he reached down and gripped his shaft.

  “This pussy is mine,” he said and touched her between the thighs. “These tits are mine,” he said and ran his fingers along the stiff peaks. “You’re mine,” he said low and deep.

  She loved the way he spoke, loved the feeling of helplessness and surrender. No matter what she thought or how her brain raged against her body, she knew that she would take whatever he offered.

  Chapter Eleven

  Viktor had her on the bed and was between her legs, his cock hard and pressed right against her. “As much as I fucking love being rough with you, I need to do it this way, to look in your eyes and know you’re mine.”

  She nodded and touched his face.

  “I want this, too,” she said softly. “I want you to go slow and easy.”

  “I’m going to show you that you mean so fucking much to me, Karina.” He moved his hands to rest on her inner thighs and spread them as wide as they would go. He just stared at her spread for a second, but then he used his thumbs to gently pull her pussy lips apart until they were stretched wide.

  A gasp left her.

  He looked at her for long seconds, and then moved lower. The feeling of his hot breath on her sensitive pussy lips sent shockwaves through her. It was taking a lot of control to try and breathe normally.

  “What is between us isn’t passing, Karina. You understand that, right?”

  She nodded, knowing exactly what he meant. Now that she allowed herself to feel this, all of it was so good and right.

  Why did I even try to fight this?

  He kissed her inner thighs, ran his tongue over her skin, and she grabbed the sheets in her hands, clenching the material tightly. The pleasure mounted so fast and frantically she couldn’t keep up.

  But I don’t want to. I just want to be swept away.

  “I want you so badly, Viktor.”

  “Mmm, you’re so hot and wet for me.”

  And she was, so soaked the sheets were getting damp beneath her.

  “Tell me you want my mouth on your sweet cunt.”

  Of course she wanted that, because Viktor certainly knew the exact way to touch her, lick her, kiss her, to get her off like no other.

  “Go on, baby. Tell me what you want me to do.”

  She sucked in a lungful of air, her mouth so dry all of a sudden.

  “Tell me how you want my tongue sliding along your pretty cunt lips, how you want me sucking on your hard little clit.”

  His filthy, but good words were like flames licking over her entire body. “I want all of that,” she managed to say.

  “Tell me what you want me to do.” He growled low, and a small noise came from her throat at the sound. His hot breath moved between her thighs, right on her pussy, causing lust to slam into her, hard and demanding.

  “I want you licking at me, getting me off.” It wasn’t that she was embarrassed to say the words. It was just that she couldn’t even think straight right now with the pleasure beating like a drum inside of her. She arched her neck when he ran his tongue on her slit. “Yes, Sir.”

  He hummed on her clit, and she gasped at the pleasure that speared right through her center.

  “Yes, right there.” Every muscle in her body was strung tight, ready to explode.

  “Yeah, you fucking like what I give you, and want more,” he said, seemingly to himself.

  She gasped at the feel of his tongue running cir
cles along her pussy hole, slowly dipping inside of her, and of him rubbing his finger back and forth on her clit. He opened his mouth wide and licked and sucked on her, as if savoring an ice cream cone. Viktor sucked on her clit, humming around her until she was arching her back and moaning softly for more, begging, really.

  “Look at me, baby.”

  She looked at him, blinking a few times as the pleasure continued to consume her. His head was back slightly from her, but close enough she could still feel his warm breath on her pussy. The dominance was so clear and pronounced on his face. While watching her, he stuck his tongue out and ran it in small circles around her clit. He ran his tongue around the hard nub, moving lower until he was once against thrusting the muscle lightly into her hole and bringing her closer to an orgasm.

  He pulled back just an inch, and she saw a string of saliva attached from her pussy to his tongue. The sight shouldn’t have been so arousing, but it was, and it made her feel hotter, had the air leaving her.

  “You see how hot you are, Karina?”

  She licked her lips and nodded.

  “You taste so good, baby.” His lips glistened with her arousal, that string of saliva now gone, but the arousal from it still prominent. He gave her pussy one last lick before he moved up the length of her body and kissed her. He forced his tongue in her mouth, making her taste herself. She moaned when he began a slow grind against her, his cock like steel, her pussy slick with her juices. The huge, stiff length of him pressed right through her slit, moving up and down as he rubbed them both.

  She found herself thrusting her hips up to meet his, lifting them, needing him to impale her. Their rhythm was in sync, with her lifting her hips as he pressed against her. Their kiss deepened and the grinding pressure increased. He broke the kiss, buried his face in the crook of her neck, and started pumping his dick against her harder and faster, his cock nestled between her pussy lips.

  “Fuck me, Sir.”

  He jerked against her, as if her words had him losing control.

  “I want to, baby. I want to just fuck you until you can’t sit comfortably tomorrow, but I want to make this special, want to make this sweet for you.”

  “I just want you, Viktor.”

  His expression was strained, as if holding off was a hard feat. She wanted him so bad that she could taste it, could feel it with everything that she was.

  “Just be with me, Viktor.”

  He groaned and buried his head in her hair again.

  “I want to make love to you, to do this with you because I’ve never done it with anyone else.” He was so hard and muscular, his body like a rock, pressed against her softness. “I want to experience something I’ve never done with another woman, because you’re fucking special to me, baby.”

  She gasped as his shaft rubbed up and down against her cleft, his movements easy, but clearly getting more frantic with each passing second. He hadn’t even fucked her yet and she was on the verge of exploding. He had his lips on her neck, licking and nipping at her flesh, his cock still pumping against her like it had a mind of its own. Karina’s pussy was soaked for him, so slick she couldn’t even see straight anymore. Karina wanted him inside of her so badly that she started lifting her hips slightly, pushing against him.

  They both groaned.

  “I need you, Sir. Please.” She arched her neck and chest.

  “Please what, Karina baby?” His voice cracked slightly. “I want to hear what you want.” His voice was a husky whisper moving over her throat.

  “I want you to be inside of me.”

  He let out a gruff, almost raw sound of pleasure, and reached between them to take hold of his cock and place the tip at her entrance. The bulbous head prodded at her hole, wanting entrance, demanding it even. She rose up and ran her tongue along his jaw line. The slight saltiness of his flesh under her tongue was a heady flavor. Her nipples were hard and extended, rubbing along his chest, and growing even more erect from the friction and her lust.

  He started rubbing himself back and forth on her cleft for a few seconds, and right when she was on the verge of complaining, demanding he give it to her, he thrust the head inside of her in one fluid motion. He stilled inside of her for a second, but then leaned back enough to look down at her face. She lifted her hips and arched her back, rubbing her breasts along his chest even more. As if he were done teasing her as well, he pulled out of her a few inches, and thrust back in deep and hard.

  She panted, felt him run his tongue along her pulse point, and gripped his biceps, digging her nails into his flesh.

  He pressed his thumb against her clit, rubbing the bud as he pumped into her. She was going to come, and it was going to be mind-blowing, she knew that. Digging her nails into his flesh even harder, she closed her eyes and bit her lip, trying to make this last and not get off right away. She thrashed her head back and forth, and her whole body tensed, readying itself for the impending orgasm.

  “Come for me, baby.”

  That was all it took, his deep and commanding voice telling her to come, and her muscles started to contract as pleasure filled her. She forced herself to stare at him, to not succumb to the pleasure and close her eyes, no matter how good it felt

  “You are so fucking gorgeous when you get off all over me.”

  She held her breath, the pleasure-filled tremors never ending in their onslaught as another climax peaked inside of her, and then exploding into tiny little pieces.

  “I want to fill you with my cum, to make it slip out of you because there is just too much, baby.” His voice was strangled, the veins in his neck pronounced as he gritted his teeth and spoke the words. “You’re so tight and wet for me.” It was like he forced himself to speak. His hands were on either side of her head as he slammed into her and retreated.

  In and out. Hard and fast.

  He did the motions over and over again, bringing her right to the precipice once more before backing off, leaving her wanting more. Sweat made a trek down his hairline, a sight that aroused her because it meant he was really into this. God, she wanted more. The full, heavy weight of his balls slapped against her ass repeatedly as he fucked her, adding to her pleasure. He grabbed her calf and lifted it over his shoulder, and then leaned back slightly, his gaze right on her pussy … right where he was deep inside of her.

  Viktor started to thrust back into her. “Watch me as I fuck you, baby.”

  She did as he said.

  “I want you to see my big dick claiming this sweet pussy.”

  Watching as he pushed the remaining inches into her and pulled back out, all Karina could think about was how good it felt, and how fucking fantastic it was being with Viktor. Head downcast, gaze trained right on her, and eyelids seeming sleepy and drugged, Viktor appeared domineering as much as he looked attractive.

  “Look at what we’re doing, baby,” Viktor said in a strained voice. His arms were braced on either side of her, and his muscles pronounced.

  A gasp left her when she looked down the length of her body at her pussy. Her pussy hole was stretched wide around his cock, his thickness impressive. He moved faster into her, pulling out and pumping back in. The sound of their wet skin slapping together filled the room, drowned her senses, and drove her need higher.

  “You’re so fucking perfect for me.” His deep voice cracked, a telling sign that he was about to go over the edge. Her climax was so close she could feel it start in her lower back, the pleasure slowly building until it would explode within her.

  “Fuck yeah, baby. I’m going to come.” He grunted the words out. “Come for me once more, Karina. Let me see you feel good.” He moved his thumb to her clit and started rubbing it quickly, back and forth, adding just a touch of pleasure. He pounded faster and harder into her, the sound of her pussy suctioning his dick loud to her ears.

  Oh. God.

  She fell back on the bed and grabbed the headboard, curling her hands around the beams, holding on tight as he rubbed her clit. The pleasure, the connection th
ey had, made this even more intense. She felt her pussy tighten as her inner muscles milked his cock.

  His breathing hitched, and his face became a mask of pleasure when he started to come. She swore she could feel his dick swelling inside of her, could feel the pumping of his shaft as he filled her with his cum. She wanted to be full of him, to have his seed slipping out of her.

  He groaned, his gaze never leaving hers as he got off inside of her. That sight and thought alone could have given her another orgasm. And when he placed his thumb on her clit she did just that.

  After her orgasm faded she realized he was done getting off, but that his focus was still on her.

  He looked so aroused. “I could watch you come all night long.”

  “I don’t know if I’d survive that.” She smiled in return, but she knew it was sleepy in appearance.

  He chuckled, ran his finger along her cheek, and then moved off the bed. She lay there, watching him walk into the bathroom, the light being turned on and showing her an impressive view of his ass. When she was with him she felt just as beautiful as she thought those models he’d been with were … more beautiful, in fact. The way he looked at her, touched and kissed her, told her this man liked every part of her, big or small.

  She closed her eyes and just relaxed against the bed. A moment later she felt a warm, wet cloth smooth over her sensitive flesh as he cleaned between her thighs, wiping away the sweat and cum. Viktor slipped into bed beside her, and covered them with the blankets. He pulled her so she was flush with him, her back to his chest.

  She’d fallen so hard for this man. For as fast and hard as it had been, she didn’t regret one minute of it. This felt like it was supposed to happen, and she was just going with the flow to see where it all went.

  Karina was done worrying about what might or might not happen, and what others would say. She’d go through this one day at a time, and that was all that mattered.

  She and Viktor were all that mattered, and when they were ready to tell the world about what they shared, the incredible connection they had with each other, well, that would be on their terms and on their own time, as well.