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he looked at his dick, coated with her juices and traces of her virgin blood. He growled and leaned down on one elbow, using the other arm to caress her face. His thumb ran across her lips, teasing them open. Lana parted her mouth and peeked out her tongue, lightly sucking his thumb into her mouth.
“Agh! Damn, babe. Yes, suck it,” he groaned. She sucked his finger while she started to move her hips, pressing them up against his pelvis. Sergei started to gyrate his hips into hers, letting her clit rub against his base.
Lana cried out, pleading more and more. “Sergei, ah! Yes.” Her cries turned to moans as her body got accustomed to his invasion. His smooth length moved in and out of her at a slow yet punishing pace, dominating her heat. He grabbed the back of her thighs, gripping them hard as he started to pump faster and faster.
“Please,” Lana moaned as her hands clawed at his back. Sergei obliged and pressed harder into her as he lifted her hips off the mattress. He started grunting and groaning as his body built up the need to come. She was tormenting him with tight walls that were obliterating his mind and body. Never had coming been as important as it was at this moment.
Lana’s hands wrapped around Sergei’s shoulders, then moved up to his neck and then into his hair, massaging and tugging his head as she felt waves of pleasure started to build. She cried and cried as her body shook and her orgasm ripped through her. “Sergei!” she shouted.
His body shook with her hands touching his skin and hair so greedily. Feeling her walls pulse and hearing her cries, Sergei followed her down the blissful abyss, coming deep within her. The power of his orgasm caused him to collapse atop his precious, sexy vixen who fucked up his mind and world.
Virgin, a virgin? How the fuck is that possible? Sergei thought. He rested his head on her shoulder. He tried to catch his breath and rein in the thoughts that were going faster than his racing heart.
He could feel his dick coming back to life inside of her as her body still throbbed. Knowing that he wanted more, Sergei got up and pulled out his blood and juice coated cock out. He needed answers first, then he planned to fuck her all day and night long.
Chapter 6
Sergei couldn’t believe what had just happened. He had made love to the woman he’d given up hope on, but that wasn’t the kicker—she’d been a virgin! What a shock it had been. He was completely confused; she’d been married to Santini, so how did she manage to keep herself pure? Santini wouldn’t be a man to wait for his wife to be ready and then just let her leave without making her his. Hell, Santini once pressured Bianca into an engagement in an attempt to get her in bed.
Sergei wanted to ask Lana a thousand questions, but he didn’t want to kill the moment. He didn’t know what would happen after this or whether she was willing to be with him. He wasn’t going to force her to do anything she didn’t want to; he’d already learned his lesson.
Sergei looked over at Lana as she tried to catch her breath next to him. He watched as her chest heaved up and down. He could see her breasts, still red from the hair on his chest, and the huge bruising from the markings he left on her. Feeling his stare, she turned to him with a smile of embarrassment.
“There is a lot that we need to talk about,” Lana said as she sat up.
He was glad she brought it up first. “Like?” Sergei asked, hoping she’d explain everything.
“Like…did you kill him?”
Shock and anger took over as he scowled at the woman he just fucked. “What?! That’s what you want to talk about, after what just happened? No.” Sergei, furious and hurt, jumped out of the bed. He started pacing, not caring that he was ass naked and his cock was bobbing as he paced.
“I’m sorry.”
“What is with you?” Sergei roared. “Did he disappear on your wedding night? Is that why you were still a virgin?” He grabbed his boxers
“Agh! Damn, babe. Yes, suck it,” he groaned. She sucked his finger while she started to move her hips, pressing them up against his pelvis. Sergei started to gyrate his hips into hers, letting her clit rub against his base.
Lana cried out, pleading more and more. “Sergei, ah! Yes.” Her cries turned to moans as her body got accustomed to his invasion. His smooth length moved in and out of her at a slow yet punishing pace, dominating her heat. He grabbed the back of her thighs, gripping them hard as he started to pump faster and faster.
“Please,” Lana moaned as her hands clawed at his back. Sergei obliged and pressed harder into her as he lifted her hips off the mattress. He started grunting and groaning as his body built up the need to come. She was tormenting him with tight walls that were obliterating his mind and body. Never had coming been as important as it was at this moment.
Lana’s hands wrapped around Sergei’s shoulders, then moved up to his neck and then into his hair, massaging and tugging his head as she felt waves of pleasure started to build. She cried and cried as her body shook and her orgasm ripped through her. “Sergei!” she shouted.
His body shook with her hands touching his skin and hair so greedily. Feeling her walls pulse and hearing her cries, Sergei followed her down the blissful abyss, coming deep within her. The power of his orgasm caused him to collapse atop his precious, sexy vixen who fucked up his mind and world.
Virgin, a virgin? How the fuck is that possible? Sergei thought. He rested his head on her shoulder. He tried to catch his breath and rein in the thoughts that were going faster than his racing heart.
He could feel his dick coming back to life inside of her as her body still throbbed. Knowing that he wanted more, Sergei got up and pulled out his blood and juice coated cock out. He needed answers first, then he planned to fuck her all day and night long.
Chapter 6
Sergei couldn’t believe what had just happened. He had made love to the woman he’d given up hope on, but that wasn’t the kicker—she’d been a virgin! What a shock it had been. He was completely confused; she’d been married to Santini, so how did she manage to keep herself pure? Santini wouldn’t be a man to wait for his wife to be ready and then just let her leave without making her his. Hell, Santini once pressured Bianca into an engagement in an attempt to get her in bed.
Sergei wanted to ask Lana a thousand questions, but he didn’t want to kill the moment. He didn’t know what would happen after this or whether she was willing to be with him. He wasn’t going to force her to do anything she didn’t want to; he’d already learned his lesson.
Sergei looked over at Lana as she tried to catch her breath next to him. He watched as her chest heaved up and down. He could see her breasts, still red from the hair on his chest, and the huge bruising from the markings he left on her. Feeling his stare, she turned to him with a smile of embarrassment.
“There is a lot that we need to talk about,” Lana said as she sat up.
He was glad she brought it up first. “Like?” Sergei asked, hoping she’d explain everything.
“Like…did you kill him?”
Shock and anger took over as he scowled at the woman he just fucked. “What?! That’s what you want to talk about, after what just happened? No.” Sergei, furious and hurt, jumped out of the bed. He started pacing, not caring that he was ass naked and his cock was bobbing as he paced.
“I’m sorry.”
“What is with you?” Sergei roared. “Did he disappear on your wedding night? Is that why you were still a virgin?” He grabbed his boxers
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