Page 57 of Scarlet Promise

He breaks the kiss, drops down, pulls back my panties, and starts to lick and suck my clit.

I cry out with need. His tongue is rough and soft, his fingers stretching even as they plunge deep, only to curve as they pull out to rub that exquisitely sensitive spot before pushing back into me.

“More…”

He works me with his lips and tongue, his teeth catching my clit, holding it as he plays against it with that clever tongue. Thevelvet wetness and hot softness of his lips are like nothing else on this earth.

A spasm hits me.

He isn’t playing a game of drawing me out, only to pull back and then do it all over again. This is real and raw. Soft and sweet. But it’s not sugar-sweet. It’s sweet with salt, with an edge to push me into that feverish place of no return, where I transform and shatter. I can feel it approaching.

There’s no too much in this. It’s just an overwhelming attack of more. The pleasure is turned up.

I spasm once more, then I start to throb. A thrilling, rolling throb that hits another throb until my body is singing, shaking.

I shatter, my cry ringing out, making Albert howl. I don’t care. I’m no longer real, just pure, unadulterated, over-the-top, wild ecstasy. I clench hard over and over again on his fingers.

I’m flooded. Lost, found. Everything all at once and completely and utterly consumed by Ilya.

When I stop shaking and the orgasm recedes, he pulls out, rips open his pants, fists his cock, and plunges balls deep into me.

“Oh god, yes,” I breathe.

One of his hands comes down on mine on the desk, and he holds me in place as he starts to fuck me.

He hammers into me, his other hand on my waist, and I’m in heaven. The fast, deep thrusts are exactly what I’ve been craving. The way he stretches me and fits me, the heated steel of him… All of it is divine.

More. I want more, and even though I don’t say it, he seems to know. He slams into me harder, each deep thrust making me shake, sending bursts of joy through me. It’s a physical manifestation of joy, something I think I could touch as it ripples, as it explodes, making me hot everywhere.

I can feel every inch of him, and the way he’s angled, he can hit all the good places inside me. My flesh clings to him as he pulls out, only to accept him when he thrusts back into me.

As he looks into my eyes, his face a glorious mask of passion, he lifts his hand from my hip and touches my clit, sending me hurtling off into another spiraling orgasm.

Before I can come down, and while my body’s still clenching down on his, he pulls out and grabs me, yanking my panties down and turning me. He pushes me onto my stomach and thrusts back into me, sending the orgasm spinning upward again.

He’s so fucking deep inside me.

He slides deeper than ever, my pussy so slick and welcoming, and even though it’s a tight fit, he can move. The sensation makes my nerve endings sing more, my clit hum and throb harder than ever.

Ilya gives a guttural groan. When I think he’s going to join me in this rolling orgasm, he pulls out and dips into me with his fingers, spreading my lubrication over my asshole.

Everything in me stops. I quiver as the tingles of the orgasm play out over me in ever-slowing waves. I wait with anticipation.

Slowly, Ilya pushes into me, stretching me with slow, incremental thrusts, almost like he’s rocking into me, teasing me into a relaxed state so he can enter me.

He passes that tight ring of nerves, and then he’s in. But he doesn’t stop the slow invasion. He sinks into me until he’s balls deep. He comes down over me and bites and licks my ear.

“I’m going to fuck you again,malyshka. Fill you with my cum.”

I tremble as he pulls out. I’m at his complete mercy. Face down, ass at the edge of his desk, with nothing to do but clutch the edge near my head. Whatever he does is his choice.

And there’s something so intoxicating and freeing about that. It’s also me giving him trust, which I do.

Ilya would never hurt me.

I’m his.

Slowly, slowly, he thrusts, building a rhythm I adjust to. There’s a weird and wild pleasure in anal, and it’s unbelievably intimate. I want this. Desperately. I want that orgasm it can bring, something so deep and body-altering.