leg, gripped her knees, and spread them wider.
Boris bent down in front of her and, using his fingers, gently opened the wings of her labia to expose her folds. He pressed his mouth to her honey pot and lapped at her folds. Nix closed her eyes and fell into the whirlpool of feelings. His lips felt as if they were working opposite of his tongue and her mound was being manipulated two different ways, yet at the same time. He inserted a finger into her channel and Nix bowed off the table using her hands to scoot back and away from his invading hands and mouth. He gripped her thighs and dragged her forward, yanking her against the lip of the table. Resuming his position, he slid two fingers in her wet channel and drew her clit into his mouth.
Nix flexed her hips humping his fingers as his lips undulated back and forth over her hard nubbin. She felt the point of his tongue trail along her sensitive tissue. A third finger was inserted and he latched down on her clit. Her orgasm crested and she let the darkness claim her. Her legs snapped shut locking his head between her thighs as her body gave into each shudder that rocked through her. His fingers dug into her knees as he pried her legs apart. Her vision was blurry when she opened her eyes.
He leaned above her and his mouth glistened from her juices. “I hope you don’t think we’re done yet.” His voice was deeper. He pressed his lips to hers and she tasted her cream on his lips. Their comingled flavors burst on her tongue and she rose with him as he straightened, refusing to break the kiss. He placed his hands on her shoulders to push back. “Turn over, beautiful.”
Nix pulled her legs under her to go on all fours. He grunted and picked her up by the waist to take her off the table. Her back slid down his front. His shirt bunched against her skin as he lowered her to the floor. The hard line of his cock pressed on the top of her butt. She tried to turn around and felt his hand at the center of her back urging her forward. She swallowed and felt the tiny tip of fear weave its fingers through her. Her hands wrapped around the rim of the game table, and she met his gaze over her shoulder. He tilted his head and stared at her, then stepped back and held his arms wide. She grinned at his unspoken understanding. The few steps she took were silent on the thick-piled carpet. Her hands trembled as she gripped the hem of his T-shirt and pulled it up over his head.
She combed her fingers through the smattering of hair on his chest and he let his arms drop. Nix leaned forward and laved one of his nipples. His groan sent shivers down her spine. Sliding her fingers down his body, she hooked them into the waistband of his jeans.
“How did you know I wanted this?” She nuzzled her face on his torso.
“I saw the look of panic in your eyes when you thought you’d lost control.” He rested his cheek on the top of her head. “Our pheromones may have started this, but you need to understand that, at this moment and until this world is no more, I would walk through hell for you.”
The weight of his leaning on her lifted and she felt the roughness of his fingers as they cupped her chin. “Do you understand, Nix? I would never hurt you and would kill before I let anyone else do so.” His sincerity was apparent in his stare.
She inhaled. “I just have problems with certain positions.” She hung her head. “I also have trust issues.” The warmth of his fingers disappeared from her skin.
His laughter had her snapping her head up. “Baby, I knew that from day one. The trust issues, that is.”
She scowled. “Fuck it, never mind.” She swung away from him.
He latched on to her wrist. “No, Nix, you’re not getting away that easily.” He held her palm to the length of his cock confined by his jeans. “We both have some things we need to work through, I get that.” Boris brushed his lips against her jaw dropping minute kisses along her neck. “Allow me to be what you
Boris bent down in front of her and, using his fingers, gently opened the wings of her labia to expose her folds. He pressed his mouth to her honey pot and lapped at her folds. Nix closed her eyes and fell into the whirlpool of feelings. His lips felt as if they were working opposite of his tongue and her mound was being manipulated two different ways, yet at the same time. He inserted a finger into her channel and Nix bowed off the table using her hands to scoot back and away from his invading hands and mouth. He gripped her thighs and dragged her forward, yanking her against the lip of the table. Resuming his position, he slid two fingers in her wet channel and drew her clit into his mouth.
Nix flexed her hips humping his fingers as his lips undulated back and forth over her hard nubbin. She felt the point of his tongue trail along her sensitive tissue. A third finger was inserted and he latched down on her clit. Her orgasm crested and she let the darkness claim her. Her legs snapped shut locking his head between her thighs as her body gave into each shudder that rocked through her. His fingers dug into her knees as he pried her legs apart. Her vision was blurry when she opened her eyes.
He leaned above her and his mouth glistened from her juices. “I hope you don’t think we’re done yet.” His voice was deeper. He pressed his lips to hers and she tasted her cream on his lips. Their comingled flavors burst on her tongue and she rose with him as he straightened, refusing to break the kiss. He placed his hands on her shoulders to push back. “Turn over, beautiful.”
Nix pulled her legs under her to go on all fours. He grunted and picked her up by the waist to take her off the table. Her back slid down his front. His shirt bunched against her skin as he lowered her to the floor. The hard line of his cock pressed on the top of her butt. She tried to turn around and felt his hand at the center of her back urging her forward. She swallowed and felt the tiny tip of fear weave its fingers through her. Her hands wrapped around the rim of the game table, and she met his gaze over her shoulder. He tilted his head and stared at her, then stepped back and held his arms wide. She grinned at his unspoken understanding. The few steps she took were silent on the thick-piled carpet. Her hands trembled as she gripped the hem of his T-shirt and pulled it up over his head.
She combed her fingers through the smattering of hair on his chest and he let his arms drop. Nix leaned forward and laved one of his nipples. His groan sent shivers down her spine. Sliding her fingers down his body, she hooked them into the waistband of his jeans.
“How did you know I wanted this?” She nuzzled her face on his torso.
“I saw the look of panic in your eyes when you thought you’d lost control.” He rested his cheek on the top of her head. “Our pheromones may have started this, but you need to understand that, at this moment and until this world is no more, I would walk through hell for you.”
The weight of his leaning on her lifted and she felt the roughness of his fingers as they cupped her chin. “Do you understand, Nix? I would never hurt you and would kill before I let anyone else do so.” His sincerity was apparent in his stare.
She inhaled. “I just have problems with certain positions.” She hung her head. “I also have trust issues.” The warmth of his fingers disappeared from her skin.
His laughter had her snapping her head up. “Baby, I knew that from day one. The trust issues, that is.”
She scowled. “Fuck it, never mind.” She swung away from him.
He latched on to her wrist. “No, Nix, you’re not getting away that easily.” He held her palm to the length of his cock confined by his jeans. “We both have some things we need to work through, I get that.” Boris brushed his lips against her jaw dropping minute kisses along her neck. “Allow me to be what you
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