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He hastily unbuckled and unzipped his jeans, shoving them down just enough to free himself. His cock sprang out, thick and heavy in his hand, the sight of it making her breath hitch. Veins twisted around his impressive length, and the flushed, engorged tip glistened with precum. He stroked himself once, his dark eyes locking onto hers.

“Do you see what you’ve done to me?” he asked, his mouth finding her neck again, his teeth scraping over her sensitive skin. “How much I want you?”

Then he pulled back, his dark gaze boring into hers, his jaw tight and his breathing rough. His tone was firm, brooking no argument as he tilted her chin up with two fingers.

“On your knees, Valentina.”

Chapter 16 - Ilya

Ilya’s heart threatened to hammer its way out of his chest. Not even the howling storm outside could rival the relentless pounding inside him as his deepest fantasy unfolded right before his eyes.

He watched, pulse thick in his throat, as Valentina obeyed without hesitation, sinking gracefully to her knees. Lust darkened her gaze, wrapping around her like a second skin. He reached down, winding her hair into a tight fist, forcing her head back until her eyes locked with his.

“I’m going to fuck your mouth, Valentina,” he murmured, voice rough with hunger. His grip on her makeshift ponytail tightened, and a breathy moan spilled from her lips. “And then I’ll throw you on that bed and fuck that infuriating little pride out of your pussy. I won’t stop until you’re screaming my name. Not even when you beg me to. You’re mine tonight. No one else will get to touch you the way I will.”

“Do you want that?” His thumb dragged along the edge of her mouth, teasing. “Do you want to suck my cock? Do you think you can take it?”

Her lips parted, her breath hitching as she stared up at him through thick, dark lashes. The sight of her on her knees, waiting, eager, sent a sharp bolt of heat straight to his cock. His grip on her tightened again, pulling just enough to make her gasp.

“Answer me, Valentina.” His voice was a low, dark growl. “Do you think you can take it?”

Instead of speaking, she leaned in, pressing an open-mouthed kiss to the head of his cock, her tongue flicking out to taste the bead of precum glistening at the tip. The sight alone nearly wrecked him. His breath came out ragged as he watched her, his free hand curling into a fist at his side, fighting the urge to thrust forward.

Valentina smirked, her nails digging into his thighs as she murmured against his length, her hot breath a warm caress. “Guess we’ll have to find out.”

Of course she’d say that. His fucking little minx.

That was all it took for his restraint to snap. He yanked her forward, guiding his cock past her lips, groaning as her warmth wrapped around him. She hollowed her cheeks, sucking him in deeper, her tongue gliding over the ridges and veins along his length while she wrapped her hands around the rest of him that couldn’t fit in her mouth.

“Fuck, that’s it,” he rasped, his head falling back for a moment before he looked down again, mesmerized by the sight of her?lips stretched around him, cheeks flushed, eyes locked onto his with something wicked burning behind them.

He had fantasized about his cock in her mouth more times than he could count. But his fantasies were nothing compared to this. The way she sucked him greedily, twirling and licking him with her tongue at the same time that she stroked him, was several times better than he could ever imagine.

He tightened his hold on her hair, guiding her movements as he rocked his hips forward. “Take it deeper,Printsessa,” he murmured, his voice dripping with command and praise. “You know you can.”

And she did. He slid deep into her, the tip nudging the back of her throat, and he was even more fascinated that she had no gag reflex. She hummed around him, the vibrations shooting straight through his spine, making his abs flex as he fought to stay in control.

A sharp curse tore from Ilya’s lips, his fingers twitching in her hair as he fought the urge to yank her forward and fuck her mouth the way he ached to. His chest rose and fell in ragged breaths, his stomach tensing as Valentina worked him over with devastatingly sinful precision.

Her tongue was wicked, swirling along the sensitive vein on the underside of his cock, teasing him as she took him in deeper, her throat flexing around him. His jaw clenched, a guttural groan vibrating deep within his chest.

“Fuck, Valentina,” he rasped, his voice raw with need. He didn’t know what wrecked him more?the lewd, obscene sounds of her sucking him or the way her eyes, dark and dripping with lust, never left his.

Tears pricked the corners of her eyes, but she didn’t stop. If anything, she doubled down, taking him even deeper, hollowing her cheeks as she swallowed him whole.

“Greedy little thing,” he groaned, looking back down at her, his eyes burning with heat. “You like this, don’t you? You like choking on my cock?”

She moaned in response, and his control snapped.

With a low growl, he fucked her mouth slow and deep, watching in awe as she took everything he gave her. Her fingers traveled up his thighs to his balls, cupping and massaging them in her dainty hands. He was so close?so fucking close?but he didn’t want this to end just yet.

“You look so fucking pretty like this,” he muttered, his voice thick with lust. “On your knees, taking me like a good girl.”

With a sharp tug, he pulled her off him, his cock slipping from her swollen lips with a wet pop. A thin string of spit connected them, her breath coming in shallow pants as she looked up at him, her smirk smug and teasing, her cheeks flushed.

Ilya wiped the moisture from her lips with his thumb, then traced it lower, pressing against her chin to tilt her head up further. His cock pulsed, aching for release, but he wasn’t done with her yet.

“On your feet,Printsessa,” he ordered. His eyes darkened as he took in the wrecked state she was in?flushed, breathless, completely at his mercy.

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