Vladimir wraps his arms around my waist as he lifts me up.
While carrying me he continues to speak with a seductive voice "I want you, I've wanted you more than anything else since the moment I first saw you..."
The Russian lays me down on the bed and starts to remove his clothes. He is taking his time being carefully not to scare me.
"Vladimir... I want to touch you." For Mariam it's the only way she can see, be able to touch someone and draw lines with her fingertips.
He nods silently as he moves his body towards her hands.
Mariam traces the lines of his muscles, the veins of his arms, his broad shoulders, his strong chest covered in light hair, with her fingertips she can feel the small bumps on his skin, they are certainly scars. She follows them and tries to imagine the dangerous situations he found himself in. She goes down further until she reaches the waistband of his trousers. She feels and imagines every part of his body trying to imprint Vladimir's toned and muscular body in her mind.
Vladimir trembles and closes his eyes as she touches his body, tracing every part of him with her fingers.
"I like your body," Mariam says with a sigh and touches up his face.
When she touch his face, Makarov leans into her hands. He feels the soft skin of her fingers, slightly enjoying the sensations.
When I touch his lips I take the opportunity to kiss him, biting his lip at the end.
This little bite on the lip drives Vladimir crazy, he grabs her hips and makes her lie back on the bed. His strong arms lift her up and she lets herself be handled like a doll.
Vladimir wastes no time and places his crotch against Mariam's. "Feel what you did to me" his erection presses between her legs and a moan escapes from her mouth.
A guttural moan escapes his throat as he begins small movements rubbing himself against me and makes me tremble with excitement.
He runs his hand down my body and leans closer, "Mariam... how much do you want this?" Vladimir speaks with urgency.
"Desperately" I moan.
His movements full of desire as he undresses her and when she remains completely naked under him he lifts himself up and looks at her in silence.
"What are you doing?" I ask.
His eyes begin to explore her body looking at her curves.
"Vladimir? Are you still there?" I raise my hands to see where he is.
He breathes deeply, making his chest quiver, he grabs my hands and takes my fingers into his mouth, sucks them gently.
"You are tickling me." I giggle.
The Russian jokes sensually "As you are trying to imagine my body I am trying to taste yours..."
Now his hands are exploring my body. His fingers are warm and rough.
Vladimir touches my breasts and bites one of my nipples, making me gasp. Then he lifts my hips with one hand and touches my ass with the other, squeezing it tightly. He then goes down to my belly button giving me goosebumps. He slides the back of his fingers down to my knees, stops for a moment, but quickly grabs my legs and opens them.
I moan and tremble in anticipation of what I know he is about to do to me. I feel his warm breath on my crotch before he starts to devour me. His tongue enters me and sucks my most sensitive spot. I instinctively place one hand on his head while I bring the other one to my mouth and bite my fingers. His beard gently scratches me.
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Blind Eyes and Icy Heart (Vladimir Makarov x OFC)
FanfictionMariam has decided to move to Moscow. Despite being blind, she is surprisingly independent. She lives alone and the only thing she needs is her cane. Today is a particularly beautiful day so she has decided to take a walk and memorise another piece...