Page 32 of Influence

Niko continued his delicious torture, working me through the waves of ecstasy as they slowly faded away, and left me limp on the desk below him, whimpering in bliss.

He pulled away, leaving my pussy empty, wet, and swollen. He brought his body up against mine and grazed his lips over the shell of my ear.

“Maurodaphne,” he murmured.

I could barely hear him through the fog of pleasure still coursing through me.

“What?” I whispered.

“The sweetest grape in all of Greece. That’s what your pussy tastes like, darling,” he explained, his lips moving hotly against my ear.

I moaned, pushing my breasts against his bare chest. I was exhausted from the pleasure of his mouth, yet I was far from finished with him. My gesture elicited a growl from deep within him, and I smiled with satisfaction.

“Shall we move this to another room, Niko?” I asked. “Anyone could walk in.”

“Let them see me make love to my wife. What do I care?”

“But they can probably hear us,” I said.

“So? What do I care? In fact, scream louder. I want the entire staff to hear you scream my name. I want them to know I understand how to please my wife.”

The way he spoke stirred something deep within me. I wasn’t his wife—at least, not yet. But clearly, he regarded me as solidly his. And was that what we were doing? Making love? Here, at this desk? Was this where I was meant to lose my virginity?

Apparently so.

He positioned himself between my thighs, standing over me as he reached for the button of his jeans. In seconds, he was shoving them down his legs with his boxers, standing up and revealing his breathtakingly gorgeous naked body to my virgin eyes.

“Wow! It’s so…beautiful!” I exclaimed, my gaze scanning his chiseled, muscular body and fixating on the impressive shaft swaying between his thighs.

I immediately wished I could take back what I just uttered. I clearly sounded like someone who had never encountered a penis in real life before.

Niko chuckled, moving closer to me. I reached up, gripping his velvety shaft, fascinated with the way it throbbed in my palm. My eyes widened as he placed his hand over mine, guiding it and making me stroke him up and down.

“Laya.” His cock swelled and twitched under my fingers as he growled my name.

I lifted my gaze to meet his, and the darkness I discovered there left me speechless.

“I can’t wait any longer, babe,” he said. “Fuck everything I said before. I was a fool to think I could wait. I need your cunt around my cock. Now.”

My mouth fell open at his crude words. Perhaps I should have preferred him to say something more elegant, but coupled with the look in his eye of pure, raw desire, he left me yearning to throw my thighs open wide and invite him deep inside of me.

I followed through as planned. Gradually, I reclined once more, my exposed body laid out for him, my soul unguarded and ready to surrender completely.

“Take me, Niko,” I pleaded.

His eyes widened with darkness and desire as he stepped forward, his cock nudging at my entrance.

My heart raced with anticipation as I tried to quell my fear.

I had envisioned this very moment countless times since meeting Niko. Now that it had finally arrived, each breath felt as if it were stolen from my lungs.

I stared up at him, bracing for his invasion, knowing it would likely hurt. I was ready for it. Having endured much pain in my life, I knew I would emerge on the other side. I always did.

This time, however, I would emerge as a different woman.

His cock pressed forward. “You’re so damn tight.”

“That’s because—” I tried to breathe, knowing the moment was here. “I’ve never done this before.”

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