Page 7 of Her Jealous Valentine

“Fucking stunning,” he growls. His eyes are half-mast, and his neck flexes with each hard swallow.

I walk over to him slowly, watching him drink me in. His eyes frantically dart across my body, trying to get a glimpse of it all. When it looks like they’re about to settle on one naughty place, they shoot up to the next. And yet, the rest of him remains still. As if everything but his eyes and mind had turned to stone.

As I cross the threshold of the kitchen counter and get to see him in full, I’m met by the hardest part of him. His manhood tents the front of his trousers, applying so much strain on the front that I get a clear shot of his thickness.

And this single sighting is enough to make my tummy turn like I’m falling. I’ve never wanted to be split in half before, but seeing what Victor has to offer, I guess there’s a first time for everything.

“What’s the matter?” I stop in front of him and start trailing my index finger across the deep grooves of his incredibly muscularpectorals. When my finger reaches the end of his chest, I move it down his arm to the wrist. I grab it firmly and guide it toward my ass. Victor goes along without fighting my actions.

“Nothing at all. This is perfect.” He swallows hard again and cups the curvature while a deep rumble emits from his chest. “You’re perfect.”

“Show me how much you mean it,” I say, hooking my arms over his shoulders and around his neck.

Confusion furrows Victor’s brow, and I can’t help but giggle. He did say this was unfamiliar territory for him.

“Victor, just kiss me already.”

As if those are the words he’s waiting to hear, Victor lowers himself into me for our first embrace. So ravenous in his actions, I have to stand on my tippy toes to keep up with him, but even that isn’t enough. Before I realize what’s happening, Victor’s free hand meets the other on my ass, and he hoists me into the air as our tongues tangle.

I hook my legs around his waist as my hands move in a frantic motion through his hair. Victor squeezes my ass, and an explosive wave of desire makes me buck my hips forward. With my new position straddling his hips and my wild motion, I feel the tip of his girth graze against me.

“Oh God,” I groan into his mouth.

Holy shit, this is so much better than I could’ve expected, and all we’ve done is kiss.

Locking my mouth in another kiss, Victor spins me around and rests my ass on the kitchen counter. His hands travel up my sides, settling over my breasts. He lets out a vicious growl as hispalms graze the pointy beads of my nipples, stabbing against the kimono.

He hooks his fingers into the opening of my kimono and grabs both ends in tight fists before breaking our kiss. He stares deep into my wanting eyes as his tongue runs along his lower lip.

“You’ve got to be careful, pretty little thing,” Victor says, and an involuntary moan escapes my lips.

“Or what?” My words come out dreamily.

“I’m going to leave you in a mess.” He tugs both arms in opposite directions, and with them, my kimono opens, exposing my bare body.

If he wants to speak, no words manage to leave him. Instead, Victor is reduced to a primitive tongue of grunts and groans as his eyes drink in every inch of me. They dance across my breasts, sink down my belly, and settle on my cleanly shaven pussy.

Yes. Lose control. Become a caveman and claim your prize.

Without warning, Victor slides a hand behind my neck and guides my body until I’m lying down on the counter. He grabs my feet by the ankles and pulls them apart as he sinks to his knees.

“What are yo?—”

He doesn’t give me time to finish the question before he buries his face against my pussy. His tongue moves with feverish precision, striking my clit before descending the length of my slit. He throws my ankles over his shoulders while he satisfies his hunger.

Once his tongue has had its fun exploring, Victor focuses his mouth on my engorged clit. He sucks it between his lips and flicks his tongue across it in short, sharp strokes that send me over the moon. While he keeps the pressure on, I feel his hand glide its way up my smooth leg before a finger starts teasing my entrance.

“Ahhhh.” The sound tears itself out of me as he plunges it into my depths. He starts sliding it in and out slowly but gradually increases the pace with every thrust until he’s scratching a non-existent itch in my core. “Don’t stop. That feels so fucking good.”

My eyes roll to the back of my head as my lustful desires get fulfilled. And it doesn’t take long for his tongue lashing to bring the all-too-familiar warmth swirling in my core.

“Are you going to come on my face, baby?” Victor asks, as if reading my mind.

“Uh-huh,” is all I can muster, with my body starting to rattle from the pleasure he’s delivering.

Not long after, my legs tighten around his head, and a tremendous screech parts my lips as I fulfill his wish. Victor continues lapping at my juices, drinking every last drop my climax brought before he gets back to his feet and leans over me.

He tucks a hand behind my neck again and pulls me into a sitting position, pressing gentle kisses against my cheek until he reaches my mouth. He gives me a peck, slotting his waist between my thighs.

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