I trace my bottom lip with one fingertip, watching him watch me intently. Don’t let myself overthink what might be about to happen. “How did I taste?”
“Salty on the outside, from the sweat. And so sweet on the inside, like you are just meant to be eaten. The best combination.”
I smile at that. My finger slips between my lips. Alik groans again. “What else do you dream about?”
“Those lips around my thick cock,” he says, no hesitation.
Itisthick. And long. I’ve seen it. And suddenly I’m fantasizing about licking it, splitting my mouth wide for it, sucking it deep. It’s something I’ve never wanted to do but now crave with inexplicable intensity. I feel my own finger in my mouth, close my lips around it. Can’t suppress a moan when Alik’s eyes glaze over.
“Yes, good girl. Just like that.” He watches, memorized as I hollow out my cheeks, saliva pooling at the idea of sucking him like this.
“You’ll take me so well,” Alix murmurs, transfixed by what I’m doing. “You’ll love when I wrap your gorgeous hair in my fist and hold you in place, that mouth so wide, so I can fill it with my cock. Fuck it long and deep. You’ll love it, Sera, and you’ll do it so well I’ll become addicted. Enslaved. Yours will be the only mouth I ever want. The only lips I’ll ever need.”
A shiver tumbles through me, my body shaking. The movement draws Alik’s eyes down to my chest. My heart pounds so hard I swear he can see it through my skin.
Alik stays quiet. My brain is sluggish and it takes me a moment to realize he’s waiting for me to do something. I feel a smile curl over my lips as I move my hand down my neck, toward my breasts. Want to grin like an idiot when Alik murmurs appreciatively.
I’ve never had a praise kink. Never even thought about it. But something about Alik’s approval, his appreciation taps into a part of me I’ve never met before. Wields a power over my pussy that I didn’t think possible.
“Christ, Sera. Your tits.” He sounds hungry, borderline desperate. “Show me. Take your bra off.”
I don’t think, I just do it. I lose track of my bra the instant I pull it up and over my head. Alik’s eyelids sag, his mouthgaping on a sharp inhale. “I knew they were perfect…knew you were perfect, butfuck.”
That last word comes out as a growl and it curls around me, pulling me even further under his spell. Mesmerized, I trail my hands across my chest, tracing the undersides of my breasts, just above the waterline. Every move I make, the water curls around my arms and teases my torso. The feeling is hypnotic, as is the way Alik is staring at my hands, like he’s committing to memory every line I draw across my skin.
“I can’t forget how your tits feel,” he says, like he’s confessing a sin. “Soft and perfect in my palm. Your nipples so hard, begging for my mouth. My teeth.”
He says it and I need to feel the bite. I find a nipple, pinch it. Let my eyes close and my head tip back at the sensation.
“What would I do next?” Alik’s voice seeps into my brain. “If I had your nipple in my mouth, if I bite it, what would I do next?”
I’m touching both breasts now, plumping and teasing and tugging until my lungs start to burn with the effort to breathe. “You’d lick it,” I answer, voice breaking. “You’d lick away the sting, suck it until I’m writhing beneath you, begging you to stop. And then you’d do it all over again.”
Russian words cloud the heavy air. I don’t know what Alik is saying but it sounds filthy and needy and I love it. “Yes, yes, I would. Exactly like that. Good girl. Such a good, beautiful girl.”
Beautiful girl. That’s what he calls me and, God help me, I believe it. Heat gathers beneath my fingers, arrows down to my pussy. I’m throbbing there, aching. Desperate to touch myself.
“Do it,” Alik says, reading my body like it’s an open book. “It’s what you want. What you need. Do what you want, Sera. Make yourself feel good.”
My hand is already moving, descending through the water. I feel the slope of my stomach, can’t miss the tender skin and cuts left behind by Rocco’s fists.
Despite the warmth of the water, a chill dances across my limbs. The hairs on the back of my neck rise, a frown pulling at my mouth. I haven’t even gotten to my underwear and the fizz in my blood is starting to fade. The noise in my head getting too loud to ignore.
“Sera. Baby. You’re doing so well. You’re making yourself feel so good.”
I open my eyes, find Alik looking at me with encouragement and something that looks like pride. And heat.Cazzo. So much heat.
“Keep your eyes on me and don’t stop. Don’t you fucking stop.”
Blue irises, electric with lust, hold me captive. That mouth that’s just out of reach kicking up in a wicked grin when I move my hand lower. Alik stares at me as I skim over my belly button, then lower still. Tease my fingers into my underwear and down.
Beneath the water, I find my clit. Stroke.
Stars start to dance in the corners of my eyes. I want to close them, to hide away, but Alik won’t let me. He’s watching me, his chest rising and falling as fast as my own as I start to really touch myself.
“Are you wet, Sera?”
“Yes,” I gasp. Holy shit, I really am.