The image that puts in my head has me letting out a soft moan that has his c**k twitching beneath me. He groans and runs his thumb over my slightly parted lips.
“Answer my question, Elena. How many men am I going to have to erase from your memory tonight?”
“What?” I ask, still in spanking fantasyland.
He twists his fingers inside me, causing a shock of pleasure to race through me as I let out a small yelp.
“How many c***s have been in this tight little p***y of yours?”
“None,” I whisper, clutching him even harder as his fingers thrust even deeper.
“Don’t lie to me,” he growls, finger-f*****g me harder. “I’m not,” I pant. “I’m a virgin, Nikolai.” “f**k,” he growls, pressing his lips to mine.
I open my mouth to him, sliding my tongue along his and running my hand through his hair, pul
