Mantis

44. Consequences

I woke up in an unfamiliar apartment, in an unfamiliar bed, naked, with a devastatingly handsome man beside me, who was the embodiment of someone any sane person would tell me to stay away from, and I felt surprisingly light-hearted about it.

Victor was already awake. He sat next to me, tracing his fingers over my bare buttocks, and since I was lying on my stomach, he had unrestricted access to them.

I had no idea if he was aware that I was already awake, but I deliberately didn't move. I wanted this pleasant bliss to last as long as possible.

Meanwhile, Victor gently brushed my pussy with his fingers, moving them from bottom to top. He drew lazy circles around my clitoris, slid one finger inside me, and I couldn't hold back a quiet sigh. I reached for his blood-engorged member with my hand and, still with my eyes closed, began to stroke him with smooth motions. He let out a short groan and squeezed my right buttock tightly, then leaned over me and gently nipped at the skin on my neck.

– Good morning, Snowflake – he greeted me in a low voice, and a delightful shiver ran down my spine.

I responded with a quiet moan because, in the meantime, I felt his fingers at the entrance to the gates of my femininity again, and while still stroking his penis, I spread my legs a little to give him more room.

Suddenly, Victor's member slipped out of my hand, and a moment later, I felt his tongue sliding over my pussy from top to bottom. When it reached the bottom, it delved into me, driving me into an even greater state of arousal.

I started searching for his hard member again, but it was out of my reach, and Victor quickly restrained my hand.

– No – he protested, gently moving my arm up the sheet. – I want him to be eager to enter you.

Once again, he plunged his tongue into me, then disappeared and turned me so that I ended up on my back. He grabbed my nipples with both hands and began to roll them gently between his fingers, while his tongue traced tiny circles around my clitoris. I moaned and arched my back. His tongue sped up suddenly, then vanished.

Victor slid two fingers inside me, drawing a lazy circle with them, then slowly pulled them out and ran them over my pussy, leaving a wet trail.

– Wet and warm – he whispered, sending me a hot, admiring look. – Perfect.

He spread my thighs even wider and entered me slowly, murmuring quietly. He moved slowly, entering deeply to the end and pulling out almost entirely. With each thrust, he re-entered me anew. His fingers teased my pussy, his teeth nibbled my nipples, his hips struck against my lower abdomen. I felt him so intensely from all sides that I didn't know what to focus on. All I could do was moan and beg for more.

– Come quickly, darling – he panted in a slightly hoarse voice.

As soon as he said it, I tightened all my muscles even more. He himself quickened his thrusts, but the real pleasure began to spread through my body when his skillful fingers started vigorously assaulting my clitoris, giving it no respite.

I moaned loudly, giving in to the rising wave of pleasure. Victor's hands massaging my clitoris and his penis driving into me faster and faster brought me to the peak, and then I fell into the abyss where wonderful fulfillment awaited. Victor quickened his thrusts, and after a moment, he climaxed on my chest with a long sigh of relief, gazing at me with his deep, chocolate eyes.

– I would make love to you all day if I could – he said, lying down beside me on his side.

In response, I smiled at him lazily. I loved what he did to me. My mouth was so dry that uttering a few words was difficult, but if he entered me once more, I would let him take me however he wanted without hesitation.