I braced my hands on his thighs, leaning back. I rose, then sank down again. Slower this time, savoring the feeling of him dragging inside me. The way Viktor watched me with hooded eyes and parted lips.
"Is this how you like it?" I teased, rolling my hips, feeling powerful in my control over him. "Is this how you want me?"
"It’s even better. You’re unreal." Viktor groaned, throwing his head back. His hands rose, kneading my breasts, pinching my n*****s. They slid down to my waist, then grabbed my ass with voracious hunger, insatiable, as if he couldn’t decide which part of me he wanted most. "Just like that. Like this. Don’t stop."
I obeyed, picking up the pace, riding him hard until I lost my breath. Until the muscles in my thighs burned in protest. The exhaustion made me shift positio
