Page 120 of Devil's Vows

Goosebumps spread over her skin under my inspection, her nipples hard, water running in rivulets from her hair down her breasts, taking the path of least resistance straight to her sex.

“I’m going to lick off every drop of water running down your body,moya ptichka.”

“Oh. I—” Her gaze travels to my dick print and shoots back up, eyes wide.

I step up to her, our gazes locked. “You know how to tease a man, don’t you?”

A blush sweeps up her cheeks. “You watched?”

I fist her wet hair, gathering the thick strands, and twist. A satisfying gush of water runs down my hand, just an indication of what’s to come.

“Every second, and I couldn’t get enough of you.”

I tilt her head and bring my mouth down on hers, invading it with my tongue in a hard kiss that quickly grows deep, slow, and languid… a kiss that’s been begging to escape my mouth for hers. She moans into me, pressing her naked body into my clothed one, and I feel my dark male power rising, needing to breed like a fucking caveman, wanting to claim her, fucking desperate for her.

I break off the kiss, our hearts pounding where we’re pressed together. I let go of her hair and run my hands over her warm, wet skin until I cup her butt and squeeze her to me, my cock seeking friction with her sweet pussy. Her hands roam over my chest, to my shirt’s top button, and to my surprise, she rips at it, making the top two buttons pop off.

This one…oh, yes…she was made for me.

Her hands slide underneath my shirt to caress my skin as she wantonly grinds against my cock. Her fingers rake into my hair as she pulls me down for another kiss. She wants this as much as I do, and nothing turns me on more.

I dig my fingers into the soft flesh of her butt and heave her up. She splays open for me, born to it, never breaking our kiss which is growing more intense.

I carry her to the bed, and for a moment, I just stand, kissing her, not wanting to let go yet. Eventually, she ends the kiss with soft lips and opens her eyes to stare into mine.

“Know this,moya ptichka,” I whisper against her mouth. “I’m going to study your body, get to know every inch. There’s one thing I know for sure right now: you’re not satisfied with coming just once. Let’s see at which point you start begging ‘yellow’.”

“Yellow?” she whispers back.

“Your safe word. If anything becomes too much, you just say yellow, and I’ll stop.”

“I don’t want to stop.”

“Good, because I’ve barely started.”

Without ceremony, I drop her on the bed, and she shrieks, but it’s playful and tugs at my heart. She’s perfection. Bouncy breasts just the right handful, beautiful unmarred skin that will show every mark I make with my lips, legs that are already opening in invitation, and trusting eyes that stare up at me as a smile plays on her lips.

“Don’t make me wait now, Ivan. All these promises, and now you’re just standing there.”

“Greedy little thing, aren’t you?” I tease, unbuttoning my last few buttons and peeling off my shirt, wet with her body’s print.

She blinks at me, her gaze savoring every inch of skin I’m exposing as if she’d lick it, just like she licked my cum off the shower glass.

“I’ve ruined your shirt.”

“Not the first thing you’re ruining today,moya ptichka.You’ve ruined me already. Now it’s my fucking turn.”

She breaks out in a chuckle. “Pun intended?”

“Uh huh. Pun intended.” I reach for my belt buckle and start working it loose.

“You promised to lick every drop off me, but by the time you’re done there, I’ll be dry.”

I smirk. My sweet innocent. “Oh, don’t you worry. There’ll be plenty to lick off. You just wait and see.

“I’m done waiting.”

She scrambles to her knees and reaches for my belt, and I let go, my cock already wanting to push into her hands, into her mouth.