Page 73 of Fall into Savagery

I curled my finger upward, and her legs squirmed about on the bed, only to be held down by my body weight.

“T-This cunt belongs to you, Nikolay,” she repeated sweetly, like the good girl I knew she was.

“I love it when you say my name,” I said. I loved the sound, the way her lips formed around the three syllables … just fucking loved it.

Especially since she didn’t talk to me when we first met, and I realized how badly I needed her voice back then.

I leaned down and pressed a hard, rough kiss against her lips as I added another finger, stretching her out.

She gasped in my mouth, and I took full advantage and deepened the kiss.

She thrashed, her body moving against mine, and when I felt she was close, I doubled my efforts.

Catalina pulled away from the kiss to look at me. I kept my eyes on her, wanting to see the face she made when I pushed her over the edge.

And sure enough, I felt her convulse beneath me.

I pulled out and slapped her pussy when she came, letting go of her wrists.

Her fingers found my back right away, her nails digging into the skin, marking me.

My thumb found her clit and pressed on it, prolonging her orgasm as long as possible.

She squirmed, trying to get away. “Nikolay!”

I cupped her roughly, shaking a bit. This cunt was mine. If she thought to take it away from me, she had another thing coming.

I didn’t wait and unbuttoned my jeans, pulling out my cock.

I stroked myself roughly, trying to stave off the urge to come, and when I found some of my control coming back to me, I brought the tip to her entrance.

Her eyes met mine when I dove in all the way.

She threw her head back and let out a small groan. I kissed her neck as I thrust my hips in and out of her in quick, shallow moves before I switched to long, hard ones.

She wrapped her legs around my waist. She felt like heaven, wrapped around me like this.

I fucked her harder, bearing down my weight so that there was nowhere for her to go and leaving very little space between our bodies.

She struggled, and I didn’t know if she was trying to get me to lessen up or keep going.

I leaned down and bit her shoulder.

She screamed her release.

Fuck.

Who knew missionary could feel so fucking good?

I didn’t think I could hold on anymore.

“You feel so good, princess,” I said near her ear.

I kept up my pace, and her nails moved down the side of my face.

I smiled, baring teeth.

“Nikolay. Oh, God. I’m gonna come again.”

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