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The water was hot—steaming hot.

Which only added to the heat delved deep inside of me.

But I refused to give in.

I refused to lose a battle I had started myself.

So I washed myself almost in irritation, refusing to let Sevan touch me.

But it didn't matter.

Her being in this shower with me was enough.

And she fucking knew that.

It's why she would purposely brush me to grab a certain shampoo or conditioner.

How she would sometimes grab my waist or reach for my neck to firmly squeeze.

She knew I was at the peak of my insanity and she wanted to drive me further.

At some point, it felt like fighting her advances only left her more satisfied.

Especially once we were out of the shower, drying off almost a few feet away from her.

She closed the space between us against my previous actions, reaching past me to grab the lotion on the sink.

Only to begin rubbing some of it into my back and shoulders.

"Sevan," I said almost in warning, gripping the sink in front of me as I willingly let her touch me for once.

Because suddenly—

Caving didn't sound like the worst idea.

It almost sounded appealing.

I would still get my way.

I drew in a deep breath, desperately trying to center my weak thoughts.

"Lower," I suddenly said, eyeing her through the mirror.

Her hands gave my orders immediately, slipping further down my body that she moisturized more and more with lotion.

But Sevan purposely skipped over my ass, rubbing the lotion into my legs—sliding her hands between my thighs to moisturize the front of my legs too.

I gripped the counter even tighter.

Especially when she ran her hands up away from my legs, and this time settling at my ass that she purposely kneaded and rubbed in with lotion.

And suddenly it felt like my short circuit was quickly growing shorter, clenching my jaw as she guided me to turn around.

I leaned back against the sink, watching as her stare remained pinned to my exposed breasts as she rubbed the lotion into my stomach.

Before finally wrapping her hands around my breasts, squeezing and kneading them almost purposely as she ran more of the lotion in.

And for once I couldn't help the frustrated whine that burned in my throat—harshly pushing her away.

Sevan gripped my breasts even tighter, earning a rougher whine from me as she remained in front of me.

"Sevan," I sighed breathlessly, pushing at her even more when she ran her thumbs over my hardened nipples.

"Tell me to stop," was all she said as she began flicking and playing with my nipples that hardened just for her.

I drew in a deep breath, unconsciously arching away from the sink into her touch.

"Nyet," I forced out, knowing I couldn't fucking tell her to stop.

Sevan hummed in approval, "Then beg me not to stop," she purposely said, easily making my brows furrow as I began pushing at her shoulders again.

"I do not beg," I nearly whined, pushing her even harder away from me.

But Sevan didn't move an inch.

She only leaned down closer to me—

Sliding her knee between my legs.

Blyat.

"Running?" Sevan murmured in observation, noticing how I immediately arched away from her.

I wrapped my hands around her biceps, digging my nails into her soft skin, "I don't beg," I repeated myself in clarification.

Sevan only hummed in response, this time pressing her knee to my exposed core.

I inaudibly gasped at the contact, feeling so fucking sensitive at the hands of the honey I had previously eaten.

I drew in a deeper breath, naturally arching into her bare knee that subtly shifted against my core slicked with so much wetness.

I don't think I've ever felt this fucking turned on before.

A moan suddenly vibrated in my throat, basking in the way her knee rubbed my clit just right.

"My god, Sevan," I breathed out, digging my nails deeper into her skin to a point that I knew it would probably draw blood.

Sevan didn't even flinch.

Not with her dark eyes openly analyzing me so carefully as she continued to play with my hardened nipples.

"You know what to do, Zi," Sevan said, holding my stare as she suddenly grabbed one of my hips, "Give me what I want and I'll return the favor."

I shook my head almost rapidly, "Nyet," I practically whispered, arching even more against her knee for better access to where I needed her most.

At least until she pulled her knee away completely.

"Sevan," I whined almost shamelessly, shuddering at the loss of contact.

Sevan only shook her head as she let go of my breast, "It's yours if you want it bad enough," she pointed out, now letting go of my hip.

At least until I jerked her closer to me by her arms that I tightly gripped.

Then her hands were back on my waist.

And I was pressing my body to hers, weirdly admiring the smoothness of our bodies against one another.

I let out a deep sigh.

One that lasted at least five seconds as I held Sevan's dark eyes that had a knowing stare.

"I..." I quickly trailed off, rolling my eyes with yet another sigh.

Which naturally amused Sevan, who was entirely unaccustomed to my speechlessness.

I was fucking unaccustomed too.

I suddenly glanced away from her dark eyes, clenching my jaw as I mumbled a brief—

"Please."

It was silent between us for a moment, which naturally made me glance back to Sevan.

Who anticipated fucking more from me.

The audacity?

"Please Sevan," I mumbled again, reluctantly giving her more of what she wanted.

But she still didn't bother to move or say anything.

She just fucking stared at me.

I sighed yet again, letting go of her arm to grab her hand resting on my hip.

Which I immediately guided down between my legs, holding her dark eyes that I could tell had a certain impatience behind them.

She wants to touch me.

But her ego wants more.

"Please malyshka," I whispered, purposely softening my voice as I pressed her hand against my core.

Which immediately made Sevan's jaw visibly tighten, staring down at me with nothing but restraint.

"I'm not one of the fucking women pining over you Zinovia," Sevan suddenly said, her dark eyes never wavering from mine, "Once I fuck you, no one else ever will."

I only tilted my head in challenge, even if every bone in my body burned for her.

"My ears are broken malyshka—show me instead," I whispered softly, never once glancing away from her precise stare.

I gasped, stiffening almost as soon as her fingers began swirling around my clit.

And with how needy my body already was, I naturally leaned into her touch—wanting nothing but to finish.

"Say please again," Sevan demanded, maintaining her slow pace around my clit, "Beg for me baby."

I shook my head a few times, unconsciously arching into her as she gripped my hips in place to take what she was finally giving me.

"You heard me, Zinovia," Sevan said, purposely quickening her pace.

And then slowing it back down.

And then quickening it again.

And slowing it back down until—

"Please," I breathed out, pressing my hands against her arms.

A moan slipped from my lips.

My loudest one so far.

But she's finally fucking inside of me.

Her fingers are buried right where my body craved them to be.

It made an overwhelming heat burst in my stomach, feeling closer than ever.

And fucking quickly too.

"Say it again baby," Sevan said, sliding in and out of me with ease.

I could hear each stroke she made.

Especially with how much wetter I grew for her.

"Please," I breathed out without hesitation, unconsciously feeling my eyes roll close as I finally gave her everything she could possibly want.

I'll regret that later.

"One last time for me," Sevan murmured, now leaning down to trace soft kisses up my neck.

Which naturally made me tilt my head back further for her touch.

"Ple—Please," I forced out in a whimper mixed with a moan, feeling her purposely curl her fingers into me.

"Good baby, just like that," Sevan murmured, now quickening her pace as she guided my hips with each thrust.

My moans grew sloppier than ever, nearly chasing my own breath as a warmth consumed me.

It was so different from touching myself.

She was annoyingly different.

My body burned hotter and my legs tightened so fucking harshly that my muscles strained.

She dragged whines and moans from me—her thrusts so deep and rough that I couldn't begin to keep up.

Until finally, my already closed eyes rolled to the back of my head.

It was such an overwhelming feeling that everything beyond me faded.

Like I was beyond fucking consciousness, only focusing on the warm tingles nearly exploding from my core and throughout my body.

It felt like it went on forever.

But at the same time, it only felt like a few seconds.

It was quick and long at the same time, gripping Sevan's arms to keep me somewhat grounded.

Until finally, my body relaxed, crumbling against the sink as I shook with each breath I took.

I was full-on panting with each breath, unable to catch up with the orgasm I just experienced.

I didn't even realize how much time had passed until I suddenly felt something warm against my core.

Which immediately made my eyes flutter open in surprise, glancing down to Sevan on her knees in front of me—

With her face buried between my legs.

I immediately gripped the sink for some kind of fucking stability.

But fuck, was there nothing left to give.

Yet somehow Sevan managed to drag more out of me, flicking her tongue against my already stimulated clit.

Which felt beyond fucking sensitive.

I couldn't help but squirm and tremble under her insatiable mouth.

"I fucking... can't," I breathed out, shaking my head rapidly as I felt the same warmth burn deeply at my lower stomach.

Sevan only flicked my clit faster with her tongue.

Which felt almost purposeful—gripping my hips in place with one of her hands.

I still tried to squirm and move anyway, failing to take the second round she was trying to put me through.

But it was no use.

My body already responded, and I was at my peak a second time before I could fucking process it.

"Blyat," I forced out, arching away from the sink as tingles shot throughout my body.

This time much more intense than my first orgasm.

A whine burned in my throat, shaking my head almost rapidly as I felt her fingers teasingly trace my wet entrance.

Before she buried them inside me yet again.

"Sevan," I tried to say, but it came out as a moan—still trying to come down from my second orgasm while she was currently working me up towards my third one, "I can't—I fucking can't," I whined, attempting to arch away from her.

But with the sink behind me and her hand holding my waist so firmly in place—I could only take what she was giving me.

For a third fucking time.

Which made me squirm even more, especially with her handling me so fucking roughly.

My body craved more.

But mentally, I couldn't fucking take a third orgasm.

Especially with how sensitive the honey and her touch has made me feel.

There's no way.

"Sevan," I whimpered as she continued her deep thrusts into me, licking and sucking my swollen clit, "Sevan please," I whined out.

And I swear I had never sounded more fucking desperate in my fucking life.

But I had also never experienced the touch of Sevan Cortez.

I fucking give it to her.

She wins this one.

She wins as long as I can recover with my sanity in fucking tact.

"Sevan please—please," I tried to force out between my desperate whines and whimpers.

Sevan only sucked even harder on my clit, curling into my spot just right until—

"O bozhe moy," I forced out the words oh my god in Russian, moaning louder than I ever fucking have.

My moans echoed multiple times actually as I practically withered under her touch for any kind of mercy.

Because she did hold the fucking upper hand.

And I hated it.

I swear I fucking hated it.

Especially with my legs barely able to hold me up.

But finally, she was done with me.

I whined again as she slowly slid out of me, leaning away from my core as I continued inhaling deep breaths and letting them out in breathless sighs.

"I fucking hate you," I mumbled, hesitantly leaning away from the sink as she stood to her feet again.

Sevan only hummed as she slid her fingers into her mouth, "I can't hate you anymore," she determined, eyeing my face that burned with a flush, "You taste too good to hate."

I only rolled my eyes, attempting to walk past her—but I more or so fucking limped, wanting nothing more than to crawl into the bed just feet away.

I didn't even care if I was naked.

I just need to sit the fuck down.

And I swear as soon as I made it to that bed, I nearly collapsed onto the soft mattress—sighing so fucking deeply as I stared up at the ceiling.

I laid there for a few moments.

Until I realized Sevan's absence.

What the fuck is she up to?

"Sevan," I suddenly said, sighing yet again as I lifted myself onto my elbows.

It was silent for a few more unmeasured moments, causing my head to tilt in anticipation.

Until she emerged from the closet.

And the sight of her alone made me shake my head, eyeing what she had put on in the span of only a few minutes.

"Time for the strap baby," Sevan had the fucking nerve to say as she approached me.

I only shook my head, "I can't go a fourth round, Sevan," I said, laying up from the bed as soon as she stopped in front of me.

And reached down to spread my legs entirely apart.

"Let's see for ourselves," she murmured, eyeing my core as she lined the tip up with my entrance.

It was unironically the dildo I had previously picked out.

Sevan was proving a point as always.

I whimpered as soon as I felt the coldness of it against me, immediately arching away.

"Nyet—I am on top," I quickly rushed out, refusing to give her the power of being over me.

Not after what she just put me through.

"Show me what you got then baby," Sevan didn't hesitate to say, leaning away from me so she could sit down on the bed beside me.

I drew in a deep breath as I moved my sore legs, attempting to lay up entirely and straddle her.

But I could barely lift my leg, which immediately caused Sevan to grab my thigh and tug my leg over her body.

I inaudibly gasped, catching up with her actions as I hovered over the dildo that she wanted to bury inside of me.

"Sevan," I said almost as a warning, hesitantly placing my hands on her shoulders that were partially covered by the black sports bra she now wore.

"You can do it baby," Sevan encouraged me, but I could only shake my head.

At least until I felt the roughness of her fingers weave into my damp hair and tug my head back.

"Come on, Zinovia," she demanded, now grabbing my hips impatiently.

And weirdly enough, I felt impatient to feel it inside of me—I just wasn't sure if I could take this right fucking now.

A whine burned in my throat as I slowly slid down onto the strap, shifting slightly as I adjusted to how tight I was around it.

Which made me whine yet again.

Why the fuck did I pick this one out?

"There you go beautiful," Sevan said, which immediately earned a moan from me, shaking my head as I slid down even further.

It almost felt never fucking ending, squirming and shifting as I struggled to take it all.

Until finally.

Fucking finally, it was buried inside of me entirely.

And that's when Sevan started rocking my hips against it, tugging even more at my hair as I moaned and whimpered.

"You know what to do, Zi," I heard Sevan say, which unconsciously earned a few nods from me as I shifted again.

Until I lifted myself up slightly—and sunk back down on the strap.

Which made a string of loud moans fall from my lips, especially as I continued lifting up and sinking back down at a slow pace.

At least until Sevan let go of my hair so she could grab both of my hips and take control.

That's when she began lifting me and pulling me back down repeatedly—and at a much fucking quicker pace.

Which naturally made my breasts bounce up and down and my head fall back with the most overwhelming pleasure weighing it down.

This was a different feeling entirely.

One that I couldn't help but fucking chase, now meeting Sevan halfway as she guided my hips.

"Just like that," I breathed out, digging my nails into the soft skin of her shoulders, "Please just like that malyshka."

Sevan hummed in approval, continuing our quick pace as I nearly bounced up and down on the slick dildo.

"Say my name baby," she murmured, now pressing kisses to my collarbone.

"Sevan," I didn't hesitate to say, gripping her closer to me, "Sev—Sevan," I forced out, stumbling over my words when she tugged my hips into her and forced me to arch against the dildo.

I moaned even deeper at the satisfying feeling.

She's hitting my spot so fucking perfectly.

"Right there," I whimpered, arching even deeper and pressing my body to hers, "Sev... Sevan," I moaned almost uncontrollably scratching my nails down her arm as my orgasm finally took over.

That's when Sevan guided me up and down at a slower pace, tugging me down almost roughly with each stroke.

It felt like she was quite literally pounding into me, sending me into a spiral as I buried my face into her neck—whining and mumbling her name over and over again.

Even as I slowly came down from my orgasm, I still whispered her name, practically whimpering and shifting against the dildo.

Until my body finally fell limp against her.

But I swear I couldn't fucking move if I tried.

All I could do was fall limp, grunting as Sevan slowly guided my hips up.

But instead of pulling me back down onto the strap, she guided me up and off of it entirely.

And I didn't hesitate to fall onto the bed beside her, bringing my legs to my body and burying my face in my knees.

I didn't care how weak I could possibly fucking look in front of Sevan—or the fact that I couldn't fucking speak or move at this current moment.

All I could do was lay here regulating my breathing.

And luckily, Sevan left me to do just that as she stood from the bed.

But after a few unmeasured minutes—she was back and annoyingly trying to guide my legs down and away from my face.

All I could do was hum weakly in response, unable to even fight her actions.

I just kept my eyes closed, letting her lift my arms up one at a time to pull a soft baggy t-shirt on me.

"Same time tomorrow?" Sevan asked me, having the nerve to joke with me.

"Fuck you," I forced out in a sigh as she now began pulling the tucked covers back.

"You sure? Because we can go agai—"

"Sevan shut the fuck up," I cut her short in a mumble, shaking my head as I squeezed my eyes closed.

"But I like getting on your nerves baby," Sevan murmured, gently grabbing my waist and pulling my body toward the top of the bed.

I let out a deep content sigh as soon as I felt the covers fall over me, "Not tonight," I forced out, deciding to not argue with her for once.

Sevan hummed in response, and I could suddenly feel the bed dip slightly beside me.

Before her warm body was pressed to the back of mine, her arms wrapping so protectively around my waist.

"Not tonight, Zinovia," Sevan gave in to my demands, and I could suddenly feel the softness of her fingers in my hair—easily contrasting the way she had pulled it earlier.

But now she's gently combing her fingers through it, nuzzling into my neck as she tangled her legs with mine.

And I let her.

I also... enjoyed it.

Much more than the last time surprisingly.