Page 57 of Nikolai (Kansas City Reapers)

“Oh fuck,” she groaned, her body beginning to writhe in time with my motions. My hand moved faster, beginning to pull out slightly, giving her more pressure as I pushed her higher and higher.

“I can’t…. I don’t…” she stuttered and stammered, her eyes popping open, their bright blue depths unknowing of what to do at that moment.

“Are you safewording?” I asked her seriously, my thoughts ricocheting from one concern to another as I checked her safety.

She shook her head, gasping as I pulled my hand fully out of her.

And then back in again.

“Sir!” she nearly screamed.

“If you think that’s good, princess, just wait,” I smirked to myself alone as my other hand found her clit, my thumb strumming the tender bud, quick and light.

“Fuck, fuck… OH MY GOD!” She screamed, her body bowing off the bed as her orgasm hit her like a ton of bricks, crashing over her like a tidal wave.

Every muscle went rigid with the force of her orgasm, her pussy threatening to rip my hand off my wrist with the power of it.

“Yes!” I shouted, my own cock dripping with arousal at her sounds, the sight of her, the feel of her vice-grip cunt holding me prisoner in its silken depths.

Each orgasm topped the last as I pushed her through her paces, taking her to heights she had never been before.

“I can’t! Sir, please!” she begged, her brow wet, though whether from the bath or her own sweat at this point, I could not tell.

“You can. You will. Trust me.” My hand pummeled into her, hitting her G-spot with my knuckles with every thrust. I could feel it building inside of her. “Hold back. Just for a bit.”

“I don’t think I can,” she whimpered, her body trembling with effort.

“You can. You can do this. Hold back for me, princess. Just for a minute. Trust me,” I urged her.

Our eyes met, locked together for a moment in time as my hand continued thrusting between her thighs like a piston, pushing her further and further.

“It’s too much,” she whined beautifully. My cock wept with the need to plunge into that tight, warm cunt.

“Now push for me, princess. Reach for that orgasm,” I shouted, feeling her clench and quiver around my fist. Her orgasm hit harder than any I’d ever witnessed, her body wracked with tremors as though she were seizing.

No sound came from her lips, just utter silence as her body bowed like a string pulled so taut it was on the verge of snapping.

Then I pulled my fist from her, my thumb strumming her clit quickly and softly, as her orgasm took on physical form, drenching me with her delicious juices as she squirted uncontrollably.

“That’s my princess. That’s my girl,” I praised her, growling as she found her voice once more, sobbing her pleasure at the top of her lungs.

I crawled on top of the bed, laying beside her andquickly resuming the gentle thrumming of her clit as she shook and writhed under my touch.

“That’s my girl. I’ve got you,” I whispered against her temple as she curled into me.

“So…. s...s…sensitive,” she muttered, her lips brushing against my chest as she sought refuge from her violent pleasure.

“I know. Come down slowly, princess. Let me guide you.” My thumb slowed, easing her down as she curled into my arms.

“That’s my girl.”

And for that moment in time, she truly was.

Chapter 15

Nikolai

“I needto head out to give Storm some exercise, but I can go with y’all afterwards if you’re willing to wait.” The rest of the group nodded in agreement with Deacon’s words.

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