“All right,Kor,”Iwhispered.“Itrust you.Youcan…can take them off.”
“Good girl,” he murmured and tugged at the fabric waistband.
I lifted my hips and beforeIknew it, my panties were in a ball at the foot of the bed and my pussy was bare.
“Let’s take this off too.”Kortugged at my nightgown, andIlet him slip it over my head.ThenIwas completely naked, and he just looked at me for a moment.“Sofucking beautiful,” he growled hoarsely.“God,Iwant to kiss you and touch you all over.”
“That’s whatIwant too,”Isaid.“Please,Kor—Ineed you!”
“I know baby, butIwant to savor this.”
He ran his big, warm hand up and down my body, idly flicking my nipples and then caressing my breasts and belly and hips before finally coming to rest between my thighs.
“Look at this soft little pussy,” he murmured, cupping me gently.“I’mgoing to open you now, all right,Vivienne?”he asked, looking at me.“I’mgoing to spread your sweet pussy soIcan touch you and make you feel good.”
My pulse quickened andIfelt my whole body grow tight with need.Carterhad never talked to me this way.Hehad never asked permission or told me what he was going to do.Itfelt so good—likeIhad a choice thatI’dnever had before.Andsomehow it made me even hotter.
“Do it,”Ibegged him.“Please,Kor—Iwant you to.”
“Good girl,” he murmured again and then his long fingers were spreading my pussy lips and slipping deep inside me.
“Oh,Kor!”Ibreathed as he began circling my aching clit.Itfelt so good to have him touch me with nothing between us—so right even thoughIknew it was wrong.
“Goddess, you’re so wet for me, baby,” he growled softly.“Sucha sweet, softly little pussy.Ilove petting inside you and making you feel good.”
“It feelssogood!”Imoaned asIwrithed—my hips were pumping, andIcouldn’t seem to stop them.Mybody had never felt so alive—so needy for pleasure.Icouldn’t believeIwas writhing in his arms, completely naked as he touched me but at the same time,Inever wanted it to stop.
“Look down and watch,” he commanded.“Watchme pet your sweet little pussy,Vivienne.Doyou want to feel my fingers inside you?”
Back whenIwas withCarter,Iused to never want anything of his inside me.Ihated the fact that he used my body whenever he wanted—that he put himself in me.Butit was different withKor—Icraved him in a wayIcan’t explain.
“Yes,”Ibreathed, spreading my thighs wider.“Yes,Kor, you can touch inside me.”
“Mmm, thank you, baby,” he murmured and thenIfelt two long, thick fingers sliding deep into my pussy.
“Oh…Oh!”Icried as he began to pump inside me and at the same time, the pad of his thumb began sliding over my slippery, aching clit.
“Does that feel good, sweetheart?”Korasked, looking down at me.Icould feel the long, hard ridge of his cock branding my hip, but he was totally focused on me—on my pleasure.“Doyou like it whenIfingerfuck your tight little cunt?”Heasked, his eyes half-lidded in the moonlight.
I loved his dirty talk and the way he was looking at me but even more,Iloved the way he was touching me.Itfelt like he was waking up a part of me that had been sleeping for years—maybe for my entire life.
“Yes!”Imoaned.“OhGod, yes,Kor—please!Don’tstop!”
“Not going to stop until you come for me, baby,”Korpromised.Andthen he bent his head and sucked one of my nipples into his mouth again.
I felt the pleasure building inside me like a tidal wave, one that might crash over me and drown me ifIwasn’t careful.ButIdidn’t want to be careful anymore.Iloved the feeling of his fingers inside me and his mouth on my breasts—for once in my lifeIwanted to reach that elusive peakI’dheard about but never really experienced myself.
And then it happened—Ifelt my back arching and my toes curling as pleasure shot through my entire body.Iheard myself cryingKor’sname—begging and pleading as my inner walls tightened around his fingers and my nipples went tight with pleasure.
Through it all,Korkept touching me, stroking and circling my clit even asImoaned his name and cried and begged.Idon’t know half of whatIsaid—Idon’t think it mattered.Thething wasIhad finally reached the peak, and it felt sogood.
I never wanted it to end.
TWENTY-FIVE
KOR
Any man who’s ever made a woman come will understand the pride and desireIfelt asViviennearched and moaned for me.Icould feel her tight little pussy squeezing my fingers—begging for whatIwas giving her—almost milking me.