Page 73 of Sins and Virtue

Ah yes, the eternal damnation of my soul that every person liked to remind me of, yet when he spoke of it, the only punishment I could imagine was the one between his lips and mine.

Caught between the conflict of desires and moral obligation, Konstantin slipped two of his fingers into his mouth, swirling his tongue around them before he pulled it out. His slippery saliva dripped down as he extended his hand, running it over my lips. Granting me the gift of tasting him with a maddening tease.But I wasn’t satisfied as molten lava flowed through my core. Demanding more.

“Tell me this is what you want.” He rasped with desperation.

My body screamed for more.

“Yes. Yes,” I nearly chanted. “I want you.”

The corner of his lips lifted with dark satisfaction as he circled my mouth before pushing his two fingers inside. A moan escaped me as I sucked, enjoying the warmth of his skin. The taste of his flesh.

My half-lidded eyes watched his aroused face as greed consumed me and I took him deeper, gagging.

“Fuck, kotyonok.” He slowly retrieved his fingers as he brought my hand to his mouth, teasing my fingers with the edge of his lips. “I knew you would be so bad for me, Blair.” His smile was pressed against my palm as he darted his tongue out, licking from the center to the tip of my fingers.

Unprecedented pleasure zapped through my nerve endings. Never had any man taken the time to explore every inch of my skin so intimately, and without him, I would have never known I wanted more.

God, I must have been insane, but if this was insanity, I never wanted to be sane again.

“You’ll be the end of me.” I panted.

“Oh, baby, this is never going to end.” His eyes on mine, never leaving as he leaned down, his face hovering above mine as I believed I would finally get to taste him but no. With his free hand, he turned my cheek and kissed my jaw. Leaving soft pecks, tender and gentle, like I was something he was scared to hold.

My heart stammered like a small girl.

His tongue darted out, dragging along the side of my neck. “My god, you taste divine.” He sighed a moan.

God, the sound of him was like heaven.

It was so raw and vulnerable. I was the only one who could hear him like this.

“More,” I pleaded, reaching my hand out as it wrapped only half around his shoulder. Pulling him deeper onto me, wanting to fuse his skin with mine and feel every inch of his burning desire.

Teasing again as he licked and kissed against the sensitive spot, white-hot fire flared in between my thighs. His teeth skimmed down to my collarbones, nipping and marking softly, each touch lingering after the other.

He hummed as his hand reached the top of my bust and ripped my dress apart, lace tearing at the seams. Instead of revealing a bra, my bare round breasts bounced against the cold air as he slapped one and then gripped it. “These tits… fuck, you drive me crazy, kotyonok.” His lips kissed each one of my breasts.

A shiver of pleasure rolled through my body all the way to my hips. Needing him everywhere at the same time.

Proceeding to then pinch one, then the other, before taking it into his mouth. Lapping his tongue over the nipple, as a restrained noise rumbled inside his throat. He sucked and sucked until they became puffy. Biting around the edges as he marked what belonged to him— me.

The pulsating between my legs spiked as my legs rubbed against one unconsciously.

“Your pussy must be needy after all this fighting. Let me fix that.” He murmured against my neck, beginning a trail of kisses downward. Goosebumps broke over my skin as it amazed me how rough yet gentle he could be at the same time.

Konstantin paused above my lace thong, teasing as he drew his tongue over the material, mixing my wetness with his saliva. His tantalizing eyes stayed on mine, almost relishing every reaction of mine.

Then he dipped his hand inside and teased along my aching flesh. My core shivered at his touch. Leaning back into the chair of the booth, giving him more access to my pussy as I spread my legs and he pulled my panties to the side.

My fingers threaded through his hair as I didn’t have any more patience and roughly pushed his face into me.

“Ahh, yes, Konstantin.”

Hoisting my legs over his shoulders and holding them apart with his arms, his hot tongue slid in between my folds. Burying his face in my pussy as he moved up and down. His fingers clenched around my thighs. Kon groaned with each lick; the vibration increased the chasing friction.

Pleasure writhed through me as I threw my head back, my spine curved against the seat. Fuck. My breasts ached as they needed attention, and I began to play with them. A soft pinch exhilarated my blood.

I moaned loudly, not caring who might hear us.