Chapter 20

20

NIKOLAI

M y Gwen sits between my thighs, continuously licking her lips as she stares at the bulge in my slacks. Her eyes flicker up to meet mine, a look of defiance sparkling in those hazel eyes. "You've had a hard-on for five years?" She smirks. "I doubt that."

Her fingers dig into my knees, her breath hot against my skin as she leans in, her eyes dancing with desire. I try to maintain composure, but my body betrays me as she moves closer and closer. Her hand travels up my thigh and wraps around my pulsing member. A soft moan escapes her lips as she feels its heat, but I resist the urge to pull her onto my cock, and instead, I give her a wicked smirk.

"No one compares to you, Kotik," I growl, pressing myself closer to her. "No one even comes close to how good your pretty little mouth feels." She flexes her fingers against my bulge, and I let out a low hiss, unable to resist the primal desire coursing through me. "Now unzip my pants and use that mouth of yours on my cock. "

"What if I-" Gwen's eyes twinkle with disobedience and I growl at her, her bratty mouth twitching in a smirk. She says in a snarky tone, "I am so sorry, sir."

I ignore her, finding satisfaction in the way my little kitty looks at me with widened eyes as if she forgot how big I am. The anticipation shows in the way her fingers tremble as they reach for the button of my pants. I guide her hand gently, making sure she knows what to do.

Her fingers manage to unfasten the button and pull down the zipper, and she strokes my cock out of my pants. A smirk crosses my face as I watch her. Her lips are slightly parted, her pink tongue flickering across them. "Do you like what you see, Kotik?" I ask playfully.

"Yes, sir," she mumbles. Her eyes are glued to my cock as her fingers wrap around it, gently stroking as if testing its reality.

I let out a guttural groan. My breath hitches as her touch sends electric shocks shooting through my veins. "Fucking hell, girl."

Her lips part and she leans forward, her breath warm against my skin. She hesitates for a moment, then her tongue darts out and licks the tip, tasting the precum that has already begun to bead at the slit. "Mmm."

My head lolls to the side. "You like how I taste, baby?"

Instead of responding to me, she grips my cock tighter, a strangled noise crawling up my throat. My breath hitches as her soft lips press against me. "Mmm…that's it, Kotik," I growl through gritted teeth.

Her velvet tongue circles around my head, and I damn near jump off the fucking couch. "You're going to be a good girl and swallow me down, aren't you?" I say in a rushed breath .

My words are met with a throaty moan from her as she sets a punishing pace, driving me fucking wild.

My hand threads through her hair, pushing her down my shaft, and just like I taught her, she relaxes, opening her throat for me. I see goddamn shooting stars flash across my eyes.

Her cheeks hollow as she sucks harder, her tongue swirling around my length, massaging every sensitive spot. The sensation is overwhelming, building a pressure deep within me that demands release. But I won't let her off that easily. Not yet. Not after I've been stroking myself while savoring the memory of her velvet walls wrapped around my cock.

I grip her tangled curls tightly in my hand and pull her off of me, strands of saliva stretch between our bodies. Her eyes widen in surprise.

"Was I doing something wrong?" she gasps, her breath coming out in short pants.

A dark smirk spreads across my lips as I run my fingers through her hair, massaging her scalp with just enough pressure to make her moan. "No, baby," I purr into her ear, "you've been so good to me." She whimpers as I tug on her curls before pulling her head back and looming over her. "And now, it's time for me to be good to you. Get on your hands and knees," I command, my voice thick with desire.

She turns around, arching her back for me as she sinks her hands into the carpet with her glistening pussy on display.

"Fuck," I whisper under my breath. I move behind her, my hand trailing down her spine, feeling the slight tremble in her muscles. My other hand reaches out and firmly grips her hip. "That's it, perfect," I murmur against her neck. I can feel her pulse racing, matching the rhythm of my own accelerating heartbeat.

Leaning forward, I press my body against hers. "Remember the last time we were together? Remember how I did everything I wanted to you?" My voice is a low growl that makes her twitch in my arms.

"Yes," she groans, wiggling her ass at me.

"Well, I have one regret," I say, my fingers tracing the delicate crease between her thighs and teasing the sensitive skin around her asshole. "I regret not owning every single part of you." I press a finger against her puckered hole, feeling it clench in response. "You want me to own every part of you, don't you?"

"Yes," she breathes, her voice barely audible. Gwen arches into my touch with a moan, begging for more. "Please."

"Please what, Kotik?" I tease, my index finger running over her slit, grazing over her throbbing clit, my finger wet with her juices. She whines every time I glide past where she really wants me. With a hungry glint in my eye, I press my finger inside her tightness and she inhales sharply.

"Please fuck me, Nik. Please." She pushes her head into the carpet, her knotted hair partially hiding the blush flooding her cheeks.

I push gently, feeling her tense up for a moment before she releases. Her body shudders under my touch as I slowly work my finger in and out, coaxing her to accept me. "That's it," I murmur, my voice heavy with lust. "Relax for me, Kotik. I'm going to make you feel so good. You trust me to make you feel good?"

I relish the frantic way she nods and the whimpering noises she makes. "Yes, Nik. I trust you," she pants .

"Good girl." I move my finger in and out of her in long, slow strokes, allowing her to get used to me.

Her body undulates beneath me, her arousal drenching the carpet. "Naughty girl," I taunt before pressing a second finger into her puckered ass, stretching her out. She whimpers, pushing her cheek deeper into the carpet. "You are soaking the carpet, Kotik. I am going to have to make you clean it."

She makes desperate whimpering noises, her muscles clenching around my digits as I slowly penetrate her further. I add another finger, stretching her, preparing her for my cock.

"Look at you, taking it like a good girl," I whisper, watching her face contort with a mix of pain and pleasure. Her eyes are closed, her lips parted, and her breathing erratic. I lean down, my lips brushing against her ear. "You ready for more?"

Her response is a muffled yes, her voice so low I almost miss it. I withdraw my fingers, leaving her momentarily empty, and rub lube on my cock. I position myself behind her, my cock pressing against her pucker, and push forward, slowly entering her, feeling her muscles stretch around me.

Gwen gasps, her hands gripping the carpet tightly. I pause, giving her a moment to adjust. "Gwen, are you okay?"

She groans in response, her eyes shut tight. I move a curl from her slick forehead. "Remember your safe word and breathe for me."

Her breath comes out shakily, tension still riddled throughout her body.

"Gwen, I need verbal confirmation."

"Y-yes, Nik. I'm okay." She shudders. "You' re just…so big."

A chuckle rumbles in my throat as I wrap my hand around her, sliding my fingers to her clit. The tension in her body ripples away like stone dropped in a pond. I kiss her shoulder, slick with a salty sweet flavor. "You are doing so well for me. I know you can do this."

I begin to move, the rhythm of my fingers on her clit matching my slow thrusts.

Then I build up speed. Each thrust is deliberate and deep. Her moans turn into cries, her body arching back to meet each thrust. As I push inside of her, every inch of me is consumed by her tightness, sending a surge of pleasure through my body. She lets out a cry, a mixture of pain and pleasure that echoes through the room, igniting a primal desire within me. I let out a strangled groan. "Fuck, baby, you feel so good. You like feeling my cock inside you, filling you up?"

"Yes, yes," she chants, her words broken by her gasps for air. She relaxes, arching further into me as I build up speed. Each thrust is deliberate and deep. My fingers increase their speed on her tortured clit as her moans turn into cries, her body arching back to meet each thrust.

I reach around, tweaking her nipples, causing her to arch further into my touch. "Tell me how much you want it," I demand, increasing the pace, thrusting harder, deeper.

"I need it, Nik, I need you," she cries out, her voice raw with desperation.

I pull out, making her whimper in protest, then position myself at her puckered entrance again. This time, I push in faster, deeper, eliciting a sharp cry from her. We move together, our bodies a dance of sweat and skin, our moans, grunts and the clapping of our bodies a symphony filling the room.

"You're so tight, so perfect," I groan, my hips slamming into hers. "Take it all, take everything I give you."

Gwen's body responds to my every command, her nails scraping the carpet. I feel her orgasm building, the tension coiling tighter with each thrust. "Nik, I'm going to cum."

"No," I growl.

"No? I can't…I can't stop it," Gwen whines, grinding herself down on my hand.

"Hold it a little longer. I want you to cum with me."

She presses her cheek into the carpet. Her eyes roll back, her mouth opening wider, and her body undulating with each thrust. "Nik," she groans into the floor. "Please."

I pinch her clit, focusing on the small circles I am making. I pull her back by her shoulder, arching her back even further. "Cum for me, Kotik."

Gwen's body convulses beneath me, her muscles gripping me so tightly it feels as if she's trying to pull me deeper inside her. As she climaxes, her ass tightens around me, milking my cock of every last drop of pleasure, her voice reaching a high pitch of ecstasy. "Oh fuck, Nik!"

"Fuck, Gwen!" The sensation is intense, and I follow her over the edge, pouring myself into her as wave after wave of ecstasy crashes over me.

We collapse together, our breaths ragged, our bodies slick with sweat. I lean back on the floor against the couch and she turns, crawling over, and lays her head on my chest; her breath comes out in unsteady gusts. "You know, a simple hello would have been great. "

I laugh aloud for the first time in a while and pull her deeper into my chest. "Kotik, that was me saying hello. Give me ten minutes and I'll tell you how much I miss you."