Page 64 of Soulless Rivalry

“You’re always soaking for me. Does that turn you on,lebedochka? Seeing me on my knees for you?”

I nodded, unable to form a sentence at the moment. Konstantin started kissing up my thighs, my skirt barely hiding my pussy.

“Tell me how to please you,” was his only instruction before he pulled the skirt up, baring me completely. He grabbed one of my thighs, throwing it over his shoulder, opening me up in the process.

My head fell back, unable to take how hot he looked in this position.

I could have cried when his tongue made contact with my most sensitive spot. He lapped at my slit, the tip of his tongue slipping slightly inside. I whimpered, my hands coming down to clutch at him. One was in his hair, the other on his shoulder.

“Oh, fuck!”

“Shhh… I don’t want anyone to come looking for us. Your moans are only for me.”

Even the vibration of his voice against my cunt felt good, I could already feel the beginnings of an orgasm build up at the base of my spine.

Konstantin went back to licking and sucking me. I ground myself shamelessly against his mouth, biting my lips and drawing blood from how much I tried not to moan aloud.

“Fuck, please, my clit. Suck my clit.”

I whispered, needing the stimulation there, and he obliged almost immediately. When his mouth enclosed the little bundle of nerves and the suction started, I was burning up.

“Oh, fuck yes, it feels so good. Yes, baby, it’s so good.”

He sucked harder, alternating between lapping at the cum flowing out of me and sucking my little clit in his mouth. When his teeth grazed it, I nearly lost it, the orgasm close enough that I could taste it.

Then he thrust a finger in me and I was a goner.

My thighs started shaking uncontrollably, my back arched and my head was thrown back in pleasure against the bookshelves.

I had to bite my fist to keep quiet, my hips working of their own accord against his mouth while I ground myself against him, riding the high of my climax for even longer than I had the first time he touched me.

He didn’t move and let me come down at my own pace.

When my orgasm subsided and my thighs finally stopped shaking, he pulled away slowly, looking at me with an expression I had never seen him wear before. He smiled devilishly at me, his lips and chin glistening with my essence.

My cheeks warmed up, especially when he didn’t bother wiping it off. Instead, he got up, still holding me against the bookshelf, and slapped his mouth on mine.

The foreign taste of me mixed with his deliciousness made me hazy.

“Taste yourself on me.” And I did, letting my tongue tangle with his lazily.

When air started to lack, I pulled away slightly and looked up at him, dazed and thoroughly satisfied.

ELYSSA

“Iread it a little since I’ve had it,” Konstantin said, taking a seat on the chair next to mine.

We found a little alcove on the fourth floor where we sat to talk a little more about the journal. My legs still felt like jelly but I was okay with that. I felt blissfully disconnected from reality, my mind still fuzzy from the aftershocks of an amazing orgasm.

His eagerness had surprised me, but I couldn’t complain. He drank from me like he had been waiting for that his whole life.

Feeling the blood rush to my cheeks I forced myself to stop thinking about what happened earlier, taking a deep breath and opening the journal instead.

“He talks a lot about his childhood, how ashamed he is about what he’s done, which, from what I understood, was murder someone, but I didn’t get to the part where he said who exactly. I also think your theory was right.”

“The one about the sacrifice?” I looked up at him and he nodded.

“Yes. He said something along the lines of ‘her life wasn’t worth the success and recognition I wanted’.”

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