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I don’t waste another second.

I prop her legs over my shoulders and place my face right between her legs. The moment my tongue sweeps over her pussy, the sweetest moan escapes Irina’s lips. There’s a combination of fear mixed with desire in her tone. She wants this but she’s still afraid. I’m just going to have to show her that she doesn’t need to be.

My lips find her clit and I lick her over. Her hips buck up, like she can’t control herself. Pressing my arm around her hips, I hold her in place. I need her to stay still so I can show her the full depths of pleasure she’s been denied.

Irina moans again as she more gently rocks her hips against my face. I hold her thighs tighter as I continue to lick her. I pay special attention to her nub. Rolling it between my lips. Flicking it with my tongue.

Her wetness seeps out of her. She wants this as badly as I do.

I raise my eyes to meet hers and another blush crosses her face. I can’t help but smile. Knowing I have this power over her makes me feel fucking crazy. Unhinged. If she wasn’t a virgin, I’d fuck her right now, but I need to wait. I need to make that moment special. For right now, I just want to taste her.

“Play with your breasts,” I order before licking over her folds. She cries out and slumps against the mattress but to her credit, her hands find her breasts. “Squeeze them. Touch your nipples.”

She shivers but does what I command. I know she doesn’t have a bra on. The dress I gave her doesn’t go with one. It’s why I gave her the dress in the first place. I wanted her bare underneath. I was tempted to have her go without underwear for tonight but I resisted. After what she went through with Alexei, I didn’t want to push her too much.

But now, I’m done with that. Irina is my wife. I am going to push her… straight to me. Straight to the depths of hell and I don’t even care. As long as she’s mine.

“Pull your dress down,” I command. “I want to see your breasts.”

She pulls her dress down, exposing her beautiful breasts to me. Her nipples are taut. Perfect. I press my face harder between her legs, making her moan even louder. Fuck. It’s a beautiful sound.

My tongue finds her entrance and I slip it inside. Irina’s eyes flutter closed as she plays with her breasts. I know she can feel everything I’m doing to her. Every bit of pleasure. Good. I want her to feel it all. I want her to know that she’s mine.

I sink my tongue into her and run it back and forth, fucking her with my mouth. Soon it will be my cock. Just that thought makes me harder than anything ever has.

Her little whimpers light me on fire. We both need this.

“Nik,” she gasps out. It’s the first time she’s ever called me that.

“That’s it, baby,” I murmur. “Say my name. Scream it.” I run my tongue over her clit, getting her ready for her orgasm. I need her to come for me. I need it more than anything.

She drives her hips against my face and I’m glad for it. Glad that she’s giving herself into this moment.

I need to get her ready for me so I insert my finger into her entrance. Her inner walls clench down hard.

“Nik,” she cries out, sounding afraid.

“Just feel this, baby.” I move my finger in and out of her as my tongue plays with her nub. “You need to be ready for my cock.”

My words must turn her on because a flood of wetness seeps out of her, coating my hand and lips.

I remove my finger from her and focus my tongue only on her clit, flicking it over and over and over again.

Her hips rise up to meet my face. Insistent. Wild. Crazy for me. Good. That’s exactly how I want her.

“Come for me,” I order.

And right on cue, Irina lets out a cry of pleasure as her body shivers from her orgasm. It ripples right through her. She trembles as I continue to eat her out.

It’s only once her body stills that I pull back. I wipe her arousal from my lips, which only makes her blush and serves to make me smirk.

“How was that?” I ask.

She’s a vision. Her dress around her waist, exposing her pussy and breasts to me. Her high heels still in place, making her look both sexy and innocent.

“Amazing,” she whispers.

“Good.” I lean down and kiss her with a gentle passion. I know her face is still healing from when Alexei hit her. I’m never going to let her get beaten again. “Your pussy is the sweetest I’ve ever tasted.”