Page 28 of Solemn Vow

He blankets me with his body, careful not to crush me beneath the weight of all his muscle and captures my mouth again.

His thick, hard cock presses against my thigh as his tongue sweeps through my mouth. He’s distracting. Every time I get a hold of a thought, he touches me in a new place and swooshes my thought right out of my head.

Men like him are dangerous.

More dangerous than most.

He cups my breast, flicking my nipple with his thumb until a moan escapes my defenses.

I can feel his smile against my lips as he runs his hand lower, trailing over my stomach, to my hip before lifting off me just enough to make room between us for his hand to slide in.

“Viktor, wait, before… oh, fuck.” I drop my head to the pillow as his skilled fingers push aside the thin material of my thong and he swirls his fingertip over my clit.

All of the arousal he built in me earlier rushes back tenfold.

“You were saying?” His lips trail along my jaw before moving to the valley between my breasts. Kiss by kiss he makes his way down my stomach, before continuing on.

I was saying something, wasn’t I?

He settles between my thighs, hooking his arms beneath my bent knees and pulling them apart.

I look down the length of my body to find his eyes settled on me. He wears a wicked grin.

With his teeth, he grabs the thin material of my flimsy panties and pulls the fabric to the side. The air of the room brushes across my aching sex.

Using the flat of his tongue, he puts the perfect amount of pressure against my clit.

“Oh, god,” I mutter as my hips rise off the bed.

He flicks the tip of his tongue over my clit before pressing his tongue against me again, moving in a slow circular pattern, making my toes curl.

“Fuck.” I reach down to stop him. We can’t keep going this direction or we won’t be able to stop. But the moment I touch his thick, wavy hair he grabs hold of my wrist and pins it to the mattress.

“Don’t get in my way,moy sladkiy voin, or I will tie you down and punish you severely.” Nothing about his tone suggests he’s kidding.

Using two fingers, he splays my pussy lips apart and dips between them. His tongue lavishes over my clit, swirling softly one direction before hardening his touch and twirling the other.

I fist the blanket beneath me. It’s as though he knows exactly how my body will react to each point of pressure, and he goes through each one, driving my arousal higher and higher still.

“Fuck,” he mutters. At the same time, I moan and he slips two fingers into my pussy. Immediately my body grabs onto him.

It’s been too long since anyone other than me touched me there. He curls his fingers and I cry out from the immediate pleasure bursting through my body.

“That’s a good girl.” He continues licking and teasing while easing a third finger into me.

“Oh, no. I don’t… oh, fuck.” My eyes roll. The man knows exactly when to ease off and when to push through. He’s not letting up now.

“My cock is bigger than this. You need to be ready. I don’t want to hurt you.” Any other man saying such things would make me die from laughter. But he’s not wrong.

He pumps his fingers in and out of me while spreading them further and further apart until the little spring inside my core tightens and tightens until it can’t get any tighter.

“Viktor.” His name is barely a sound coming out of my mouth.

“I feel you. Your body shakes with need.” He kisses me just above my clit. “You need to come, and you’ve been such a good girl. Go on, come for me.” He flicks his tongue over me.

Before his words register with my mind, my body obeys him.

Hard waves of pleasure burst over me. It’s almost too much to bear.

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