Page 116 of Viparious

“Vlad!”

I use my head to flatten her leg as I lay my cheek on her inner thigh and hold the other open so she can’t move. My voice is filled with humor despite there being no lie to my words.

“I think I could lay here all day.”

A fractured moan breaks the air as I teasingly flick her clit with the tip of my tongue. She’s gritting her teeth and digging her head into the sheets as she twists her arms, but there’s no taunt to get me to move.

The machine beeps its warning, and I race against the next one to see if I can get a puddle forming under her ass. Inessa screams my name as I push two fingers inside her.

“Vlad! Fuck!”

My queen has a filthy fucking mouth, but I wouldn’t have her any other way. She plants her foot on the bed and tries to lift her hips despite my arm banded over them as her moans get closer together and she clenches. The long beep sounds and the pump stops whirring, so I move back, kissing her knees in promise to be back.

The softest smile is on her face as I unhook everything and set it in the fridge she keeps the bottles in. Rinsing two washcloths with hot water, I wring them out, so they retain the heat and go back to her. Inessa always feels extra tender when she’s finished pumping. Even her clothes will make her wince. The most adorable fucking look is on her face as I gently place the warmed washcloths on her chest. Her eyes are all big and her bottom lip is sticking out, but she doesn’t say anything.

I untangle her dress from her hands, seeing them already turning red from her tugging, and kiss her cheek. Despite being in the same position for so long she moves them easily and cups my face with both hands. There’s nothing but love in her eyes or on her tongue as she looks deep into my eyes.

“I love you, lapachka.”

Sealing our lips together so I can taste the words, she holds on to me like we’re lost at sea.

She pushes into me until I’m on my back and straddles my hips as she kisses across my jaw. The best syllables I’ve ever witnessed leave her mouth, settling deep under my skin.

“Moy zamechatelnyy muzh1.”

I peel the washcloths off her chest and remove her bra from her shoulders, throwing it into the pile that’s collected. She sits up on her knees, forcing my tongue to give reassurance as I support her tits to alleviate any pressure. “I’ll be gentle, lubeemaya.”

Cupping her hands over mine, her lips twitch and she tries to nod seriously.We both know I’m not capable of nice or whatever shit she’s thinking about. But I can soften enough to not cause her pain. Beyond our family, that same softness doesn’t exist. She bites back a groan as she strokes down my arms, and I flex when she reaches my biceps. A groan turns her voice husky as she stares at the muscle rather than me.

“Every time I see your arms, I want to bite them.”

I turn my bicep to give her space to do what she wants. Inessa leans down and presses her lips to the vein running over my muscle. Tracing the line with her tongue, she keeps making euphoric noises like I’m fucking her.

There’s no discomfort at her appreciation of my body. I’m more pissed that she isn’t looking at me. Moving up my neck, her lips don’t leave my skin and she taps my side to lift up before pushing my boxers down. I speak against her lips, needing her to know her importance as she wraps her delicate fingers around my dick to line me up at her entrance.

“Ty dal mne moyu dushu2.”

I thrust up before she can translate the confession, and she falls against me with a deep moan.

Inessa is perfect in every way. The woman didn’t just give me my soul, she is the embodiment of it. Without her, I couldn’t even fucking function. I can calculate a million endings, but there’s only one between us. I die and wait for her on the other side.

Stroking across her ribs until I reach her hips, I slowly grind her against me. The soft kiss against my lips has me deepening it, not changing the speed but prolonging the contact. The brat doesn’t let me have it and sits up with a wicked sparkle in her eyes and smile. Moving my hands from her hips to her chest, she leaks around my dick and rides me like a world-class jockey.

She’s so fucking beautiful, her hair flowing down her back and her tits bouncing in our hands. But it’s her face that has me awestruck. Beauty doesn’t describe it, there’s only love and twisted playfulness as her lips open with a moan wrapping around what she’s keeping hostage.

“I love…your dick.”

She smiles wider as I wrap my hand around her neck and clenches around me, stopping me from fucking up into her.

Bringing my knees up to support her back, lust coats my voice.

“Lean back for me, malysh.”

She rests against my knees, doing as she’s told for once, and I get to watch my favorite thing. She works harder, knowing where my attention is and slowly rides me so I can savor the sight of my dick inside her.

“Open your pussy up with two fingers, let me see what’s mine.”

Obeying with a huff, she’s cute in frustration.

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