Page 11 of Inside of You, Vol. One
“Open for me.” He parts your legs and he spreads your thighs. “I’m so hungry.”
He slides down and gets face level with your pussy. “They say you didn’t put the check in the bank account.”
You look down at him.
He turns his gaze up to you. Concern covers his face. “Was the amount not enough?”
You try to explain. “It’s because—”
“I’ll write a bigger check tonight.”
You don’t argue against it, especially because he’s ripping away your panties.
He inhales your pussy and growls. “You’re so wet. Just how I like it.”
Before you can respond, he’s licking your clit. The tip of his tongue warms your clit. He’s twirling his tongue over that sensitive bud just the way you like. He’s doing things to your clit and satisfying parts of your pussy that you’ve never known could be stimulated.
The room spins around you. The heated scent of your arousal fills the air. Pleasure rushes up your body. It’s all a surreal dream of pure ecstasy. Your body is on fire. Your mind is in heaven.
And your pussy is in this sinful lusty hell, getting licked, lapped, and tongue fucked until you scream out, “Kazimir!”
And he’s still licking.
He’s still sucking.
He’s pushing his hands up to fondle your soft, full breasts and tenderly squeezing your nipples as he licks your pussy. He’s playing and toying with those sensitive points.
And you have one of the most explosive orgasms of your life. Vibrant colors and shapes fill your vision. And the detonation of that first orgasm sets off a pleasureful chain reaction of smaller explosions that expand all through you.
And he’s licking up your juices like a hungry animal, feeding off your orgasm.
And all you can do is shudder and take it.
Your heart booms in your chest.
He looks up at you and wears a devilish smile. Your juices are all over his handsome, chiseled face. “Your pussy tastes exactly how I thought it would.”
Panting, you stare down at him.
“I want more and more.”
You nod, ready to give him as much as he desires.
He licks his lips and climbs back up your body to be face to face. Your scent is all over him, radiating from his skin.
He looks around. “Your place is nice, but I want you with me in Moscow.”
You ask, “What do you mean?”
Kazimir turns back to you and his face holds no humor. “I already have a penthouse set up for you and a nice monthly stipend with a bank account.”
You part your lips in shock.
“Will you come with me?”
So many things spin through your mind. This is happening fast as fuck. You still don’t know how dangerous he is though you are not sure that you care at this point.
“I’ll give you a week to decide.” He kisses your forehead and wraps his huge arms around you. “Until then, let’s eat. You’ll need your strength. My cock wants to meet you.”
