Page 116 of Kadra: The Unfeeling

“Mmm hmm. Don’t you dare stop!” I lift my head to look at her face. Even in the dim shadows of the night, I can see her blush a pretty pink.

“I wouldn’t dare, kotyonok,” I say, making her laugh and then gasp when I slide two fingers inside her, stretching her tight walls, reaching, and curling until I hit a spot that makes her cry out and grind against my hand. “I’m so close… I’m going to…”

“Come for me,” I commanded while biting her clit. Sending her over the edge. She comes in a spectacular way, my name on her lips, her entire body convulsing. Boneless, her elbows gave out and her back collapsed against the blanket. Laying my tongue flat between her folds. I give her long, slow licks until she rides out her orgasm.

Arms braced on either side of her head, my mouth moves up her body, and I press my lips against hers. She kisses me hard. “I want more.”

“It’s yours.” I fist my cock and touch the tip to her wet entrance.

We both hiss when our skins touch. “When I’m with you, Vitali,” She presses her palms to my cheeks, her face soft and eyes shining. There are no tears. “I don’t hurt as much. I feel whole and alive. I feel all the things I convinced myself I didn’t want all these years…” She touches my lips, “You’re all I want now.” Just as she utters the last word, rain starts to fall. Not harsh rain but a gentle drizzle.

Looking up at the dark sky, I smile before looking back down at the woman who owns every single fucked up part of me. I think how fitting this is. Rain. Darkness. Us.

“You have me. All of me.” I kiss her lips tenderly before entering her body in one quick move. The moment I enter her she gasps and I growl like a feral animal who has been let out of his cage and is getting his first taste of heaven.

Nothing has ever felt as heavenly as her.

Kadra groans when I fuck her slowly and gently without looking away from those eyes that disarm me.

My God, she feels good.

Tight.

Wet.

Hot.

So fucking good.

She felt like… mine.

“Don’t be gentle, Russian…” She narrows her eyes at the same time her nails dig into my ass cheeks urging me forward. Knowing exactly what she needs, I lift her leg and hook it around my waist, fucking her deeper.

Fuckkkkk.

She squeaks, wrapping her arms around my back, and reaches up to touch my face.

“You like how I feel inside of you, baby? Do you like my cock filling this tiny little cunt?” I asked, curling one hand up around her butt, my fingers grazing that entrance that was oh-so-tempting.

The other hand went up to her throat where I used my thumb to tilt her head up, keeping her attention on my face.

I fuck her gently with my hand on her neck and her eyes on me. We don’t say much, we just feel the moment.

When the desire builds up, I pick up the pace and fuck her faster, hitting places that have her chanting my name like a fucking prayer. I fuck her so deep intending to erase every bad memory from her mind and body. Erasing that weak son of a bitch from her skin. While also kissing her, depriving her of oxygen. Fuck, yes.

“Vitali…” she whispers so sweetly, and I feel her quickening around me.

Then she came within three sharp thrusts.

I followed right behind her seconds later, pumping my seed deep into her.

My eyes crossed.

My stomach tightened and my ass clenched.

And I squeezed her hips so hard I knew she’d see the evidence that I’d been there for a week. Though, she’d probably feel it, too.

I pulled away and she gasped for breath, “That was…” Rain falls harder around us, drenching our bodies. She looks so beautiful. Glowing. Her wet hair is plastered to her forehead. Her eyes are shining more than the moon above us.

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