Viktor(57)

He slides it down between my crevice. SMACK!

I squeal from the hot flash.

“What was that for?” I snap, glancing back at him.

He raises a brow, keeping his lips sealed.

Fuck him.

Fuck me.

Goddamn, it hurts … but the pain sizzles between my legs, making my pussy throb too.

Damn him for making me want him even more.

He slaps my other ass cheek just as hard, the clap reverberating in my ear.

I hiss but keep my mouth shut this time. It’s not like he’s gonna answer anyway.

“Why do you let me do this?” he asks.

“Because you want me to.”

“Because I want you to … or because you want me to do it?” he hums. “I know you want this cock.”

“Not just the cock …” I moan.

“Oh … really now?” I don’t know whether he’s mocking me or actually excited. “Tell me, Lexi … are you clean?”

“Clean?” I frown.

“Yes. Your line of work comes with risks.”

“Oh, that.” I snort, thinking he meant drugs. “I always take good care of myself. Never got anything. Always used condoms.”

“Hmm … Good.” He muffles a short laugh. “Because I’m not going to use one.”

“What?” I look back over my shoulder, but his sharp look immediately makes me look away again.

“Don’t worry, Lexi. I’m safe. I’m clean. You can trust me. Besides … you’re pretty much the only girl I’ve fucked in a long time. And now, I want to enjoy it to the fullest.”

One finger slips up between my slit, gliding along the wetness, and then disappears. I wonder if he’s taking a whiff of my scent or if he’s tasting me. But before I can ask, he’s already on his knees behind me, and his cock is poking at my entrance.

“Hold still,” he says.

And then he pushes in, all in one go.

I gasp out loud as I feel him pulse inside me.

Naked skin on flesh—God, it feels so fucking good. How long has it been since I was fucked like this—with passion and need? Not just temporary lust, but actually wanting another person and only them?

His thrusts take over my mind and a need I didn’t know I had engulfs me. I want him to grab me, to hold me, to keep me, to cherish me like a fucking treasure. I want him to claim me and fuck me into tomorrow, and he does.

He shoves his cock into me with just as much rage as when he yells at me, passion spilling out from him. He grabs my waist and pulls me closer with each thrust, amplifying the pressure, making me mewl.

“Just like that, Lexi. Moan like a fucking kitty in heat.”

“Fuck … you …” I say between gasps and thrusts.

“Yeah? Fuck you too,” he growls, ramming his cock back in again.

“Fuck, I hate you …” I add, my cheeks pushed against the cold floor as he forces himself inside me.

“Good. Hate me. Because I fucking deserve it. And when you’re done hating me, we can go back to fucking like animals,” he growls.

“Animals … I like that,” I murmur, moaning afterward from the sheer force of his thrusts.

“I didn’t wanna do this, but you left me no choice, Lexi. You tease me? This is what you get.”

“Oh yes, I know. I’ve been a bad girl,” I say, cheekily laughing.

But he grabs my arms and puts them behind my back, holding my wrists in place. “Bad girls get fucked, Lexi. You of all people should know that.”

“But this time, I actually want to be fucked,” I say.

“Yeah?” He thrusts in and grunts. “Am I not like all those other guys you fucked? Just for the money? Just for the freedom? Just for the fun of it?”

“No,” I say. “This is different.”

“Yes. Let’s do something different,” he groans.

In one go, he takes out his cock again, leaving me out of air and unfulfilled.

“Damn you, that was too fucking good to end so quickly,” I groan.

“Oh, I’m not finished with you yet.” He spits on his hand and wipes it on my ass.

My eyes widen when I feel him there … first, his fingers … then, the tip of his cock pushing.

It’s not my first time, but damn, I’ve never done this without regrets.

“This might hurt a little … but you’re a sucker for pain, aren’t you?” he muses.

And then he pushes farther into my puckered hole.

I bite my lip and moan when he’s in, feeling the fullness of his length in my ass. It’s fucking huge and thick where it is, but God, when he starts moving, I almost lose it.

“Oh God …”

“Feel that? That’s your fucking wetness in your ass, Lexi. Your fucking wetness and my hard cock grinding into you,” he growls, and he grabs a fistful of my hair and pulls back. “And you’d better like it.”