AN MXM ROMANCE NOVEL
HIS LISCIHKA
"I've been married to a woman for 18 years, I-I wouldn't know the first thing about being with a man," I admitted while feeling Ivan's hands making their way under my chin.
"I'll teach you, just don't leave me, Oliv...
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Viktor's grip on Connor's waist tightened, his breath heavy with anticipation.
"You need to be patient, Zaychik," he rasped, a glimmer of mischief in his eyes as he worked the lube between his fingers, preparing himself.
The way Connor's body responded, eager yet restrained, only fueled his desire.
Connor watched him, biting his lip in a mix of impatience and longing.
"You know, you're taking your sweet time for someone who claims to want me," he teased, shifting his hips slightly, seeking more contact.
Viktor chuckled darkly, a low rumble that sent shivers down Connor's spine
"You're right. But every moment I make you wait will only make it better," With that, he lined himself up, pressing his tip against Connor's entrance.
Connor's breath hitched. "Just... just do it, Viktor. I can take it," he urged, his voice a mix of challenge and desperation.
"Is that so?" Viktor arched a brow, amusement flickering in his gaze.
"Then show me how much you want it."
With a sharp intake of breath, Connor thrust his hips forward, the pressure coaxing Viktor in. A low growl escaped Viktor's lips as he pushed past the initial resistance, filling Connor inch by inch.
"Fuck," Connor gasped, a mix of pleasure and pain lacing his words. He clenched around Viktor, drawing him deeper.
"Is that a good 'fuck' or a bad 'fuck', Zaychik?" Viktor taunted his tone teasing but his eyes dark and serious, examining Connor's face for any sign of discomfort.
Connor's cheeks flushed, his mouth falling open as he reveled in the sensation.
"Good," he panted, his hands gripping the sheets as Viktor finally bottomed out, his body responding instinctively.
"So good."
Viktor let out a low chuckle, the sound almost possessive.
"Good. Then let's see how well you can take me." He began to pull back slowly, savoring the tight warmth around him, before thrusting back in with deliberate force.
Connor's back arched, a moan escaping his lips as he adjusted to the sensation.
"God, Viktor," he gasped, his eyes fluttering shut.
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