He pulled back only enough to look in her eyes after she spoke. Without saying anything right away, Viktor worked his fingers over her pussy lips and couldn’t stop the groan that left him at the smoothness of her flesh. He started grinding himself against her, his cock aching to be deep inside of her body.

“Tell me how it feels.” It would turn him on like nothing else for her to admit to him that he was the one making her feel incredible. Call him narcissistic, but Viktor didn’t fucking care. He wanted Karina to give him this. He didn’t know if she realized it or not, but she was working herself on his hand, moving her pussy back and forth ever so slightly.

He was an arrogant bastard, and he got a sick kind of power knowing that she was doing what he said, saying what she felt.

“It feels good.”

He looked into her eyes and pressed his thumb against her clit at the same time he placed the pad of his index finger right at her pussy hole.

“It feels really good.”

He groaned softly. “Is this a virgin pussy?”

Her eyes widened for a second, but after a moment, she shook her head.

“Good, because when I have my cock in your cunt, I don’t plan on taking it nice and easy. I won’t be able to control myself.” Her gasp pleased him.

He worked his fingers through her folds, moved them up and down her slit, and then started rubbing her clit back and forth, wanting, no, needing her to come for him.

“Viktor.”

“Call me Sir.”

She didn’t say it for a second, but then licked her lips, her cheeks becoming a nice pink color. “Sir, wait.”

He loved hearing her say that, but he wanted her screaming it as he fucked her, scratching his back as he pounded his dick in and out of her, and wrapping her legs around his waist tightly, holding on to him.

“I want to fuck you,” he said against her neck.

“God, Sir.”

“I want my cock in your cunt. I want you in my bed, under me, and giving me everything because you need me as much as I fucking need you.” He stroked her faster, harder, and knew she would get off in a matter of seconds. He wanted her to climax with the staff just feet from them, only a wall separating what he was doing to her from the party. But he slowed his actions, and as a result she dug her fingers into his chest. “I want you to tell me you want me inside of you,” he said low, husky.

“Oh my God,” she whispered. Karina started moving her hips back and forth, grinding her pussy on his hand with faster motions. He wanted to keep going, wanted her to come all over his fingers, to get off right at this party, for him, because she couldn’t help herself. But finding reserve and self-control, he pulled away from her only an inch. She made a soft sound of disappointment, and he fucking loved that.

He lifted his hand, feeling her pussy cream coating his fingers, and showed her the product of what they’d just done. She was breathing harder now, and when he moved his fingers closer to his mouth, he heard her stop breathing altogether.

“Tell me,” he demanded.

“I want you inside of me.” Her words were soft, but genuine. While keeping his focus on her eyes, he sucked the digits clean, moving his tongue around his fingers and licking off all of her cream. He moved toward her again, grabbed her behind the head, holding her in place with his hand tangled in her hair, and slammed his mouth on hers.

He forced her to taste herself on him, and when she moaned and tried to pull him closer, he moved back again.

She was shaking, and he knew it was because she was close to the edge of coming. He let her breathe for a few seconds, wanting her like an animal, but also knowing this was probably a lot to take in. He might like to be in control with all things in his life, and just the thought of having Karina in all ways made him harder than he’d ever been in his life, but he didn’t want to frighten her.

“Am I scaring you, baby?”

She shook her head, and he was pleased she didn’t hesitate. “I just...” She paused for a second, and he gave her a moment to finish speaking, not rushing her. “I just don’t understand any of this. I don’t understand why you’d want me when you can have supermodels.”

He lifted his hand and ran his thumb over her bottom lip, loving the little sound she made. When he dipped his finger into her mouth and looked into her eyes, he watched the plethora of emotions cross her face. “Suck on my thumb, rub your tongue around it.”

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