Chapter 10: Chapter 10

Zenovia

Căcat! Maksimillian was not going further down, was he?

I saw him with a serious face, eyes filled with thick lust. “I’m going to taste more of you, moye solntse!” he answered huskily.

The heat reappeared in my cheeks. “W-what?” I cleared my throat and gulped nervously. My femininity was already throbbing with anticipation. I hadn’t even got the chance to say something, as his hot mouth descended to plant a kiss on my girly bits. I thought I’d shatter from sudden rapture at that very moment. During which, he practically took my breath away.

While his eyes held mine, he moved his mouth against my center.

“Oh! Doamne!” I couldn’t help but groan with delectation. My body squirmed, and my back curved as I held his head. His feverish mouth continued to give me something so pleasurable that I’d never imagined before. Or could even imagine.

He continued to move his lips against my femininity. Then, my body shuddered in delicious tingle as his tongue darted out of his mouth to run it along the slit, and it circled around the sensitive bud. My eyes rolled back while I gasped and panted. He continued by flicking the tip of his tongue on my burgeoning apex and sucking it mercilessly.

“Oh! Maksimillian!” I couldn’t help but call out his name.

He moaned that sounded like a low sexy growl as he continued to taste me. Not long afterwards, his huge hands slowly made their way from my thighs to the side of my hips, waist and ribs. Then, he massaged the underside of my breasts before rolling the peaks under his palms. His mouth never ceased its addictive movements against my center in the meantime.

My desire was heightened in each moment. I felt ready to burst into pieces for some reason. I kept on moaning with so much pleasure he gave me. I thought the sound even reverberated in the four corners of the quiet hotel room.

Maksimillian pinched each of my marbled tips that made me moan even more, while my back arched again. He moved his head from one side to the other as he laved my center. Then, I felt his tongue tease my entrance that made my eyes fly open. And I gasped.

My heartbeat’s pace increased, and the anticipation inside me escalated. What would he do if he realised he was my first? And what would he do if I’d bleed more than I should during my first time? Would he panic? Or would I panic? Okay, maybe we’d both panic, but I had to be strong no matter what.

My heart quivered because of these thoughts nonetheless. And yet, I was lost again in the pleasure of his mouth. His tongue moved up and down my wet ladyparts and teased the apex, and my fingers buried deeper in his short brown hair.

I was short-winded and had no idea if this pleasure was going to even come down. All I knew was that it had me taken higher and higher. Something built up inside me, gripping and throbbing. My moans went louder by the second until I screamed when I could not take it anymore. My body shook in rapture; I could not even control it. I was breathing in gasps, and I moaned once more.

Maksimillian drank the liquid desire that flowed from my core. He tasted and imbibed it with such intensity of his tongue and mouth that I kept moaning and was quivering with unmeasured delicious feeling. I could not almost contain it.

“O bozhe, trakhni menya (Oh, God, fuck me)!” he breathed.

‘Oh, whatever that means!’

He kept mumbling in Russian. It was… kind of hot!

My chest rose and fell as I breathed raggedly. I gazed at him with surprise when he rose slightly to hover above me, looking down at my flushed face. His hands anchored on the bed to support his weight.

My eyes went rounder when I felt the tip of his manhood poke my entrance, preparing to push in. I held my breath, but my heart still pounded so hard. My eyes flickered, and I grabbed his powerful arms. As though it was the most natural thing to do, my legs went to wrap around his waist. I gulped and heaved shakily, preparing myself to feel some pain. But I hoped the pain reliever I swallowed was already working by now.

“Oh!” I panted as he started his way into my body.

He paused and cussed, looking at me with bafflement. “Y-you’re…?”

I nodded, swallowing the spit down my throat. “I-I’m sorry I didn’t tell you.”

“Zenovia…”

“What? Are you going to back out now? Remember you signed—”

My trap was shut when his lips slammed against mine. The rest of the words I wanted to say went back down to my throat, ending up into a groan.

“You just amazed me, Zenovia!” He gritted his teeth for a moment while he prodded into me. My eyes were still on him, though he already closed his. I could see that he held his breath for a moment when he pushed deeper into me, breaking his way in.

Another muffled moan came out of me as he covered my mouth once again, and he sank into me, deeper and deeper. I felt the strangest thing that shoved deep into me. It pained me but not much that I couldn’t bear. Perhaps it was because of the pain reliever.

I groaned softly when he pulled out and plunged into me again. He did it again and again, rocking my body as he did so.

“Oh, Zenovia!” he said and moaned. He panted as he drove in and out of my slick body. Then, he kissed my face and my lips.

As minutes ticked by, I could smell the faint metallic odor of my own blood. I could feel it slopping against my skin, trickling down my butt and further down to stain the bedsheet. But it didn’t matter. What he did to and for me mattered. He didn’t seem to mind at all anyway.

He dipped his head to catch a marbled peak and suck it. My arms went around him, caressing the back of his head.

“Oh, Maksimillian!” That familiar buildup deep within me started once more, squeezing his huge manhood inside of me. I heard him groan, and he became breathless as ever. I let out a loud whimper when he sent me over the edge, and he burrowed deeper into me. It was followed by his prolonged sexy grunt, and I intuitively knew that he reached his own climax, before I felt his jizz. Some of it escaped and dripped.

We both looked into each other’s eyes. I was surprised when he gave me a satisfied and amazed look on his smiling face. Even more so, it was unexpected that he would touch my lips with his again.

“Zenovia,” he whispered and took a deep breath.

“Do you have something to say to me?” I queried with a slight raise of my eyebrow.