Page 52 of Born into Chaos

“I want you naked,” I tell her.

Her brown eyes are still glassy from lust, and the orgasm has put her into an agreeable mood, so instead of teasing me or using her sharp tongue on me, she sits up and pulls her sweater off before quickly ditching her bra.

“Jesus,” I whisper, running my eyes over her. Leaning towards her, I cup the back of her head and pull her closer so our lips are almost touching. “My imagination didn’t do you justice, sweetheart. I’m not sure anything could have. You take my goddamn breath away.”

She whispers my name right before I kiss her and lower her back down to the rug. Her legs wrap around me, pulling a groan from my chest when she starts to grind against my jeans. I’ve never been so painfully hard in my life, but all I can think about is making her feel good. I want to make up for the two years that I pushed her away, the two years that I denied both of usthis.Because this is fucking beautiful, and I never want it to end.

Breaking our kiss, I work my way down her neck as her nails run along my neck and scalp. The sensation sends a shiver down my spine and makes my cock ache even more. Cupping one of her tits, I fill my hand with her while I kiss and suck on the other. I know we could be interrupted at any moment, but I can’t bring myself to rush this. My tongue runs over the swell of her perky tit. Her rosy nipple is tight and constricted, and when I flick it with my tongue, she gasps and rocks her hips harder.

I fill my mouth with her, taking in as much as I can while my fingers tease her other breast until she’s writhing beneath me andbegging for more. Giving her one last suck, I force my lips to let her go so I can trail a line of kisses down her stomach. I’m obsessed with this woman, and I want to taste and mark every inch of her skin as mine.

Knowing that will have to wait until later, I force my mouth lower, craving her pussy and wanting nothing more than to bury my head between her pretty thighs and devour her.

“Fuck,” she whimpers when I get to her smooth mound and lightly drag my tongue over it. She’s so goddamn soft, and the scent of her arousal is making me downright feral. With my hands on her inner thighs, I widen her legs, splaying her out for me so she’s on full display.

All I can do is stare.

I’m spreading her wide enough to part her pussy lips, and she’s so goddamn wet that she’s dripping for me.

“Such a messy girl,” I tease, leaning closer so she can feel the heat of my breath on her sensitive folds.

“Taste me,” she begs. “I want to feel your tongue on me.”

“Like this?” I run my tongue slowly up her parted slit, dipping inside just enough to drive us both crazy.

“God yes,” she pants, fisting my hair again.

“I was right about you,” I say, giving her another taste. “Sweet as fucking honey,pcholka.”

She moans as I groan against her, filling my mouth with the taste that I’ve quickly become addicted to. Unable to hold back any longer, I dig my fingers into her thighs and fuck her with my tongue. She moans my name and grips my hair while I eat her like a starving man who’s trying like hell to end his hunger, but the more I get, the more I want. This type of appetite will never be sated, but it’s not going to stop me from trying.

Sucking and kissing her tender flesh, I devour every inch of her pussy, and only when I feel her entire body start to shake do I bring my mouth to her clit. She’s swollen, so fucking ripe and ready, and all it takes is one firm lick to send her careening off the cliff.

I don’t let up. I’m way past gentle. I tongue and lick and suckher clit until she’s gasping for air and pawing at my head while she desperately tries to close her legs to protect her overly sensitive pussy.

“No,” I growl at her. “You will fucking take everything I want to give you.”

“It’s too much,” she whines.

“It will never be enough. I have two years to make up for, Sveta, so lay the fuck back down and come all over my face again like the good girl I know you can be.”

“Jesus Christ,” she whispers, flopping back onto the rug.

Her muscles are loose, but her body is still shaking as I circle her clit with my tongue, easing her back to where I want her. While I tease her with my mouth, I lightly drag the top of one finger along her soaking wet slit. She parts so easily for me when I slip inside, even as she grips me so fucking tightly.

“Oh my god,” she moans when I start to finger her. “More.”

I lift my head at her demand. “I thought you wanted me to stop.”

She lifts up enough to see me. “Since when do you ever listen to me? Besides, I’m curious if you can get another one out of me before she wakes up.”

“Challenge fucking accepted, sweetheart.”

Chapter 8

Svetlana

“Wow,” I whisper, feeling like every muscle in my body has turned to jelly. My ears are still ringing from the orgasm he managed to pull from me, and I feel exhausted in the best possible way. Vitya cleans my pussy with his tongue, and every lick sends another shock of pleasure through my spent body.

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