Page 50 of Ice Block

“You are so tight,lisichka. I have wanted this again for so long, desperate to be inside you for months. Fucking you like you deserve to be fucked.”

I find his eyes through my lashes. “And how do I deserve to be fucked?”

“Hard,” he says as he pulls out and thrusts deep inside me. “Fast-” he thrusts again, “-like you’re the only woman on this earth deserving of this.” His hips snap flush against my own, stars bursting across my vision.

I let out a loud moan, the warmth growing low in my belly almost unbearable.This man does things to me I didn’t know were possible.He places one hand on my hip, steadying me on the counter, the other reaching down to rub my clit, which makes me want to explode. The heat. The tension. The giant cock ripping me apart is also ripping down walls I’ve stubbornly had up for so long. His eyes catch mine, brimming with something wild, watching my every move as he thrusts in and out of me, the panties I’m still wearing a reminder of him jerking off with my stolen ones wrapped around his wrist a few nights ago.

I reach one hand up to palm his gorgeous tattooed pec, rightover his heart, hoping to feel it beating and pounding only for me. He takes in a sharp breath at my touch, his eyes widening as they darken. He continues to drive himself inside me over and over, creating a friction I’ve been longing for as he leans down, colliding our mouths together once more. He’s carnal in the way he drives into me, but his tongue caressing mine is passionate, gentle, almost as if he’s speaking without words. He not only wants this—heneedsthis, needs me. My muscles clench around him.God, I need this too.

He pants from the kiss, resting his forehead against mine, grabbing my breast and squeezing…hard.

I flinch, pressing into his touch. “Fuck. That…God, that feels good.”

“You like a little pain,lisichka?”

“Yeah…I like it a fucking lot.”

A wicked smile crawls across his face. I forgot how much I love that smile, how well matched we were the last time we did this.I want more.I reach down to rub the clit he abandoned to kiss me with such passion.

“Let me do that,” he growls, batting my hand away between panted breaths.

“I got this, Wolfie. I want to make myself come on your bare cock while you fucking squeeze the shit out of my tits. Slap them. Bite them. Whatever you want. Fucking make it hurt.”

“Yebat,” he murmurs in Russian, his expression feral, almost violent, as he glances between my eyes and my heaving chest. He squeezes my tit harder, andshitif that doesn’t feel amazing.

“Is that all you’ve got?” I whisper through gritted teeth, daring him to use his full force. “Come on, Wolfie, you know you want to slap these tits around. You’ve beendyingto do this for months.”

The laser focus he has is all I need to know that this is what he wants. He lifts his hand and slaps my tit from the side, brushing past my hard nipple, then immediately grabbing it and squeezinghard again. I feel my clit pulsing beneath my fingers, his cock still sliding in and out of me as if it’s muscle memory to him. He moves to the other side of my chest as he continues to do what I’ve asked. Each slap back and forth, each thrust inside me, makes me nearly lose control.

“God, I’m so close, Vladi. Fill me up. Come with me. Fill my fucking cunt.”

He lets out a low moan, gripping both of my hips as he thrusts faster and faster, hitting a spot inside me that sends me tumbling over the edge. I let go. I fall into the release I’ve needed from him for so long, my entire body shakes, my heart pounding like a bomb ready to explode for only this man. He drives himself into me hard, staying fully inside me as he finds his release, pulsing his hips against mine in a rhythm I don’t ever want to stop. Feeling him pressed against me, filling me completely in every way. Strands of his hair fall forward, sweat dripping down his brow as he leans forward to press his lips to mine again, softly, almost sweetly, this time. This kiss drives every rational, level-headed thought out of my head.

And my heart.

He shifts back, releasing himself from our kiss, and immediately looks to where we are still connected. He gently pulls out of me, his expression full of hunger at the sight before him.

“Magdalina,” he chokes out, “you are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen, and this…” he places a finger against my wet entrance, pushing his release gently inside me, “seeing my cum dripping out of you, is breathtaking.” He is breathing so fast, his chest rising and falling rapidly as he takes in the result of our encounter. “God, this is…I’ve never seen this before.”

My post-orgasm self is tired as hell, but my pulse races at his words. Beautiful, breathtaking…Melissa, are you jotting this down?

“So…you’re saying I’m your first?”

The corners of his lips curl as his laugh shakes both of us, his hand still bracing me on the counter. “In a sense, yes.”

“I’ve never let anyone come inside me like that either. I guess that makes you my first too.”

He scoops me up and places a quick peck on my lips. “Come,lisichka. We’re far from finished.”

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Holding this woman in my arms, this bold, infuriating, gorgeous woman, is giving me that damn tight feeling in my chest again. Every instinct screams to stop, to run. But I can’t.She’s here. The feeling of her body pressing into mine anchors me in place. And I’m not letting go. Not only did she finally let me back in,she let me fucking come inside her.My cock is hard again thinking about the sight of my cum dripping out of her. It made me feel those goddamn feelings again.Fuck, I want this woman to be mine…onlymine. If nothing else, for just this moment here in this room. I’ve gotten her back, but what if I don’t know how to do more than…more thanthis?My mind races with thoughts of what could happen, but I shake them from my head. Right now, I just want to enjoy her. This.Us.

I set her down on the tiled bench in the glorious walk-in shower, eerily similar to the one at my house back in Milwaukee. Turning the water on, I make sure it’s heated and set to the temperature where I like it. I stalk back to her, standing before her, my cock already standing at attention.

“What now, Wolfie?” she demands with a taunting lift of her brow, and I can’t help but smirk at her boldness.

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