On Her Knees

Head downcast, gaze trained right on her and eyelids seeming sleepy and drugged, Viktor appeared as domineering as he was attractive.

“Look at what we’re doing, baby,” Viktor said in a strained voice. His arms were braced on either side of her, his muscles pronounced.

A gasp left her when she looked down the length of her body at her pussy. Her pussy hole was stretched wide around his cock, his thickness impressive. He moved faster into her, pulling out and pumping back in.

The sound of their wet skin slapping together filled the room, drowned her senses, and drove her need higher.

“You’re so fucking perfect for me.” His deep voice cracked, a telling sign that he was about to go over the edge. Her climax was so close she could feel it start in her lower back, the pleasure slowly building until it would explode within her.

“Fuck yeah, baby. I’m going to come.” He grunted the words out. “Come for me once more, Karina. Let me see you feel good.” He moved his thumb to her clit and started rubbing it quickly, back and forth, adding just a touch of pleasure.

He pounded faster and harder into her, the sound of her pussy suctioning his dick loud to her ears.

Oh. God.

She fell back on the bed and grabbed the headboard, curling her hands around the beams, holding on tight as he rubbed her clit. The pleasure, the connection they had, made this even more intense. She felt her pussy tighten as her inner muscles milked his cock.

His breathing hitched, and his face became a mask of pleasure when he started to come. She swore she could feel his dick swelling inside of her, could feel the pumping of his shaft as he filled her with his cum.

She wanted to be full of him, to have his seed slipping out of her.

He groaned, his gaze never leaving hers as he got off inside of her. That sight and thought alone could have given her another orgasm. And when he placed his thumb on her clit, she did just that.

After her orgasm faded, she realized he was done getting off, but that his focus was still on her.

He looked so aroused. “I could watch you come all night long.”

“I don’t know if I’d survive that.” She smiled in return, but she knew it was sleepy in appearance.

He chuckled, ran his finger along her cheek, and then moved off the bed. She lay there, watching him walk into the bathroom, the light being turned on and showing her an impressive view of his ass.

When she was with him she felt just as beautiful as she thought those models he’d been with were... more beautiful, in fact.

The way he looked at her, touched and kissed her, told her this man liked every part of her, big or small.

She closed her eyes and just relaxed against the bed. A moment later she felt a warm, wet cloth smooth over her sensitive flesh as he cleaned between her thighs, wiping away the sweat and cum. Viktor slipped into bed beside her and covered them with the blankets. He pulled her so she was flush with him, her back to his chest.

She’d fallen so hard for this man. For as fast and hard as it had been, she didn’t regret one minute of it. This felt like it was supposed to happen, and she was just going with the flow to see where it all went.

Karina was done worrying about what might or might not happen, and what others would say. She’d go through this one day at a time, and that was all that mattered.

She and Viktor were all that mattered, and when they were ready to tell the world about what they shared, the incredible connection they had with each other, well, that would be on their terms and on their own time, as well.

In the end, what made someone happy was all that mattered.

Fuck what anyone else thought.

The next morning

The sun was streaming through the windows, and Karina closed her eyes and held her coffee cup close to her chest. The heat from the light and her drink felt good, and the soreness between her legs made her smile, had her even feeling a little embarrassed because she knew why she was so sensitive.

The memories of last night, of how Viktor had looked while he made love to her, of the things he’d said, and how they’d been so bare to each other, made her feel like she was finally where she was supposed to be. Did she know where things would take her?

No. No one did. But that didn’t mean she couldn’t just enjoy this and not worry about the “what ifs.”

“Hey, baby,” Viktor said as he came into the kitchen. She didn’t know where anything was, seeing as she’d only been at his place one other time, but she’d managed to find the coffee and cups, and had made a pot.