Page 77 of Darkest Sin

I swallow hard. “I loved it.”

“What was it like?” Lucy asks.

Mikhail presses his entire palm against my vulva, rubbing me harder. My hips buck into his hand. I’m desperate for more but he pulls back just enough so I can’t find my release yet.

“Answer her question,” Mikhail tells me.

“It was like…” I gasp when he gently tugs on my nub. Rolling it and flicking it between his fingers.

“Yes?” Lucy asks, leaning forward in her seat, eyeing me over eagerly.

“It was like waking up for the first time,” I manage to say.

“How interesting. What do you mean by that?”

I moan. “Please. I can’t talk.”

Mikhail pulls his hand away from my vulva and spanks my backside hard with it. “You will talk. You will answer Lucy’s questions.” He brings his hand back between my legs, rubbing me again.

“I never knew I would be this desperate for it,” I force out. It’s distracting what Mikhail is doing to me. I want to relax into his touch and let him take me to new heights but he wants me to put on a show. So a show I must put on.

“Tell me more,” Lucy says.

“It felt like I was truly being claimed for the first time.”

“Did you love it?”

“Every minute,” I gasp as Mikhail rolls my nub between his fingers. He presses down harder, giving me the friction I need.

“It’s so fascinating,” Lucy says. “I haven’t been a virgin since I was fourteen. I’ve forgotten what a first time experience can be like.”

I stare at her in shock. She was just a kid. I guess not everyone was as sheltered as I was growing up.

Lucy laughs. “Your girl is surprised,” she says to Mikhail. “How cute. How innocent.”

“She was never allowed to date growing up. It’s how she became this perfect creature you see today. A combination of innocence and pure sex.” He rubs my nub harder and harder, getting me closer and closer and closer.

My hips buck and arch back and seek out his hand with everything inside of me.

“I think she’s had enough,” Mikhail muses, pulling his hand away. I whine, which makes the other people in the room laugh. “She needs this.”

I can hear his zipper move down and then the rustling of clothes before I feel his erection against my inner thigh. Just remembering how it felt inside of me excites me even further.

The energy in the room changes. The people become more hungry, just like I am. They want to see my husband claim me.

Mikhail grabs my hips and anchors himself and without any warning, thrusts his hips forward. He enters me in one motion, making me moan. Then I wince. There’s still the tiniest bit of pain. It doesn’t help that my body is still sore. I feel swollen and puffy but also ready for this. It’s pain and pleasure all over again.

“Poor baby,” Lucy says. “She’s sore.”

I gasp, clutching the couch.

“She can take it,” Mikhail grits out before he starts to roll his hips around. He doesn’t thrust in and out of me. Instead, he allows his length to remain inside of me, pressing into all crevices of my inner walls. It makes the moment more intimate somehow. More loving.

Mikhail reaches between my waist and the couch and presses his hand down on my clit. I can’t help but moan.

This is all much more exciting than I thought it would be.

“That’s it, baby,” he murmurs. “Take my cock. Take all of it.” He removes his hand from my nub and places it back on my hips.