The Competition

Viktor

My hands move from her waist to her thighs, lifting her up and carrying her to the bed, never breaking our passionate kiss. As soon as her back hits the mattress, I'm on top of her, my hands framing her face as I deepen the kiss, my desire burning bright and hot for her. She wraps her legs around me, pulling me closer as I move my lips to her neck, tracing kisses down to her collarbone. I can feel the warmth of her skin against mine, the way she arches against me. I roll my hips against hers, groaning at the sensation. I can hear her moaning softly, the way she tightens her legs around me, encouraging me to go further. My lips move lower, to her breasts, taking her hardened nipple into my mouth through her silk nightgown and sucking gently. She gasps, her back arching off the bed. I can feel the heat of her arousal and my desire for her is almost overwhelming. I slide my hand between us, finding the wetness of her core and sliding a finger inside her. She moans louder, her hips bucking against my hand as I add another finger, thrusting it inside her as I continue to suck on her nipples. She cries out, her orgasm hitting her hard as she shakes beneath me, her legs tightening around my hand. I continue to push my fingers inside her, milking her orgasm for all it's worth, before finally removing them and standing up.
"On all fours, Malyshka," I command, my voice rough with desire, and she obeys, rolling onto her stomach and lifting herself to all fours. I step forward and position myself behind her, my hard cock in my hand as I slide the condom down and rub the head against her wet entrance. "You're so fucking beautiful."

I thrust into her, burying myself to the fullest, groaning at the feeling of being surrounded by her hot, tight walls. I grab her hips, holding her steady as I begin to thrust in and out of her. "And so fucking tight." I freeze, buried deep inside her. I feel her cervix stretch around me and realize she's a virgin. "Oh fuck," I mutter, slowly pulling out, turning her over and sitting back on my heels, pulling her into my lap. "Why didn't you tell me?" She doesn't answer, tears stinging her eyes as I kiss her gently, my hands framing her face.
"I didn't want to pressure you."
"You should have told me. It is your first time," I say with a sigh. I take a deep breath and slowly slide back inside her, trying to be as gentle as possible. I feel her tighten and stop when I reach her spot. "This may hurt a little, but it will be over quickly," I hold her hands, waiting for her to nod before I continue. When she does, I push through the resistance, trying not to hurt her too much. She gasps and winces, but doesn't cry out.