Page 121 of If You Give an Artist a Killer Muse

Why, hello there, new kink.

“As you wish, Rurik.” I purr, stroking him a few more times before finally slowly lowering myself onto his dick.

As I slowly adjust to the feeling of him fully seething inside me, I watch his face. His face expresses different types of emotions at once.

Trepidation, bliss, and yearning mix before his eyes close, surrendering to the overall pleasure as I lift my hips until the tip of his cock edges just outside of my pussy, before going down again.

“Oh, fuck,” Rurik groans deeply, his hands on my hips and squeezing them. “You’re so tight, Briar.”

I move up and down, my hips rocking against his until we both find a rhythm we both love.

Fuck.

I am so fucked.

Literally and figuratively.

I’m not blind. I know how big he is. But holy shit, it’s different when he’s inside me.

But it’s not just about fucking him, though. This feels different… Like nothing I’ve ever felt before with my previous partners. I don’t know what it is, but I’m going to enjoy the ride.

My legs are beginning to feel shaky because I have to force myself to slow down so my body can accept this huge dick piercing inside me, and sweat is already starting to form on my body.

I lean down and kiss him as he groans against my mouth.

“You feel so good,” I murmur, loving the feeling of his hands on my back and ass.

He just groans back, biting on my lips and licking the sting away with the tip of his tongue. He moans as I pick up the pace, and he meets my hips, thrusts with thrusts.

He wraps his arms around my waist and back and flips us over suddenly. I gasp, feeling his delicious weight on top of me again.

“Fuck,” Rurik groans, driving his hips into me, thrusting more wildly as he leans against his arms on either side of my face, caging me in. His lips meet mine as he continues to pound into me.

Our groans and moans meld together, resonating throughout my bedroom like a seductive symphony of grunts, gasps, Oh my god’s, and Oh fuck’s.

“I’m so close,” He whispers shakily against my lips.

He reaches between us, feeling around as he watches my face. When his finger brushes against the sensitive spot, I gasp, and my eyes close.

His finger stops, “Open your eyes, Briar. I want to see you come with your eyes on me.”

“God, Rurik,” I whimper, pulling his face to me as I devour him. “I thought you’ve never done this before?”

His fingers continue to rub my clit in circles, and I pull away to look at him.

“You did your research,” My tease morphs into a long moan, and I can feel the tingle begin to spread. “Oh my god, Rurik… Holy shit, wait, I’m going to… Oh my god!”

The pressure building between my legs burst, and sweet tingles of pleasure spread all over my legs, down to my curled toes, and up to my core.

The whole time, Rurik stares at me. His eyes are wide, and his lips parting. “Beautiful,” He simply murmurs. He lifts his finger to his lips and licks it. “Fucking beautiful.” He rocks to his heels, grabbing onto my waist as he proceeds to pound into me.

“Damn it, Briar,” Rurik says, his thrusts now long and hard. “You drive me crazy with your constant annoying self. You come in here, barging into my life as if you had the right to, fucking up with everything I… Oh, fuck. I’m going to come.”

“Come inside me, Rurik.” I whisper, “I want to feel your hot come shoot inside me.”

“Holy fuck.” He gasps as his thrusts turn so wild that I have to reach over to the headboard to hold on. He releases a drawn-out groan, his thrusts slowing down as he comes inside me.

He shudders and leans down, capturing my lips with his hungrily. His kisses slowly turn gentler as I feel him soften inside me.

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