“There’ll be other challenges,” he tells her tits, “I’ll still get you on my team.”
“Can’t wait,” she said dryly.
Before Mateo can turn to Mariya, Kon is there. “Hey, come over to my table,” he tells her, “we’re going to start strategizing.”
It’s clear that she’s only slightly more enthused by being stuck with Kon than Mateo, but she forces a smile. “Thanks, oh mighty leader! I’ll be right there.”
Seating myself next to Tatiana, I smile malevolently at Mateo until he turns and leaves with a huff and a mumble of Italian curses.
“Thank you for that,” she whispers, “what’s going on?”
She’s smiling, looking so pleased to see me. “I want to kiss you,” I blurt.
“Okay?”
“If I do that,” I lean closer to whisper in her ear, “two things will happen. First, everyone on the entire campus is going to know we’re together. Second, one kiss will not be enough and I will drag you back to my place and I’m going to bury my face in your pussy.”
A high, inarticulate noise escapes her, like air leaking from a balloon.
“Is that a yes?” I ask solicitously.
As an answer, she leans forward, offering up her mouth and with a groan, I kiss her.
“Well, you do keep your promises, don’t you?” Tatiana laughs breathlessly as I slam my bedroom door shut and push her against it.
“How sore are you?” I ask hoarsely.
“Only a little,” she lies.
“Not for long,” I said, throwing her onto the bed hard enough to make her bounce twice and send the pillows flying. She laughed, a high, clear sound and for a moment, I just drink her in, how beautiful she is. She’d been as guarded as I was when she came here, shipped off because her family didn’t know what to do with her.
Just like me.
Now she’s in my bed with that sweet smile and she looks happy. Happy to be with me.
She eyes me curiously. “What are you staring at? Do I have something on my face?” She laces her hands behind her head, smiling at me cheekily.
“You’re fucking gorgeous,” I said, wincing internally at how awkward that sounds. From the way she lights up, she doesn’t mind. She’s wearing a long skirt today and nothing could make me happier, throwing the fabric up over her chest and kneeling at the foot of the bed, slinging her feet over my shoulders.
She jolts when I rip her panties down each side, pulling them off and stuffing them in my pocket. “Is this the big meeting we’re supposed to have for your Leader's challenge?”
Wrapping my forearms around her thighs, I yank her forward, enjoying her squeal. “Of course it is,” I said, running the flat of my tongue from her clit to her ass and back again in a long, slow lick, rubbing my stubbled chin against her soft opening. I remember how she moaned last night when I’d done that. My thumbs spread her wet lips wider and I enjoy the sight of her, pink and glistening. As I gently rub my thumb on her clit, I wonder how she’d look with a piercing there.
Fastening my lips over the stiff little nub, I suckle it until her fingers slide into my hair, tugging it. It’s like a crackle of electricity from my scalp to my cock and I groan as it stiffens rapidly. She takes this as encouragement and tugs lightly again.
“I love your hair,” she sighs, “so thick and silky.”
“Pull it again,” I’m talking with my mouth against her pussy, but she gets the message and the sparks from my scalp are making my balls ache. If I don’t get inside her soon I’m going to lose the power of higher thought. I’ll turn into a grunting mess and pummel her with my cock.
Sliding one, then two fingers inside her, I stroke them along her walls, pressing sensitive spots and making her slick and slippery in the best way. Her pussy is squeezing my fingers tight enough that I’m hoping I can get my cock back inside her.
With some effort, Tatiana sits up, pulling at my t-shirt and sweater. I lift my arms to help her just long enough to get them over my head before attacking her center again. My palm slides up her stomach, feeling her muscles clench as I drive her into an orgasm, humming with my lips around her clit again.
“Good girl, keep coming,” I gloat, watching my fingers slide in and out of her clutching pussy. “So pretty when you come for me.” I’m enjoying myself so much that it takes a while to realize her heels are drumming on my back.
“Please, you have to…” she’s trying to drag in enough air to form a full sentence, “you have to stop. Give me a minute…”
Resting my chin on her soft mound of curls, I play with her breasts, lightly tweaking her nipples as I watch her chest heave, trying to recover. “These would look incredible with piercings,” I said, rising to suck one of them.
Too soon? Her wide, alarmed gaze finds mine. “I don’t… that’s never been a thing, seriously, that sounds really-”
Chuckling, I kiss her. “Suck on my tongue. I want you to know how sweet you taste when you come.” When she does, pulling my tongue into her mouth and playing with it with hers, I groan, yanking her legs wider.
Rolling on a condom, I pull away from her lips just long enough to watch my cock sink into her. “Fuuuuck,” I groan, my forehead dropping to her shoulder for a moment as I force myself to get back under control. It feels like I’m fourteen again, trying to keep from coming the minute I got into my first woman. “You are taking my cock so fucking good,” I whisper, biting her earlobe. Tatiana surrounds me, arms and legs wrapped around me, and the heat and grip of her pussy is the most intensely erotic thing I’ve ever experienced.
Angling my hips so that my piercing rubs against her G spot, I watch her gasp and then moan as she tightens around me, strangling my dick.
“Baby, you have to loosen up,” I groan, “I can’t move.” I gently rub her clit with my thumb, bringing it down to circle her entrance, straining around my cock and back up, keeping still inside her until I felt her relax a little. “Bellisima, così dolce, so sweet,” I murmured against her lips, moving my hips from side to side, trying to make some room for me.
When she lifts her hips in an invitation, I thrust in and out again, shuddering at how good it feels to be inside her. “Being inside you is like being wrapped in hot, wet velvet,” I said, kissing her, “I could stay like this all day and it still wouldn’t be enough.”
“That’s going to make walking to class a bit awkward,” she said, grinning and kissing me back.
I laugh, feeling my cock vibrate inside her, pushing higher and she groans and giggles too. I never thought of sex as something warm, where there is laughter along with the driving need to bury myself deep. Pulling on her left knee to bring her leg higher, I move faster, my thumb still strumming her clit.
“You’re close, aren’t you piccolo bacio? I want you to come for me,” I said hoarsely, “you juicy, perfect tesoro, my treasure.” Her eyes are closed, her mouth open and I take her chin in my thumb and forefinger. “Look at me. I want to watch you soak my cock.”
Her knees tighten around me, her fingers digging into my back. My girl likes the dirty talk, I thought, I can work with that.
“You’re going to let me do anything I want to your delicious body, aren’t you, baby?” I whisper to her, thrusting faster. “I’m going to spank you and fuck you. You’re going on your knees to take my cock down your throat. I’ll tie you up, blindfold you, and stuff your panties in your mouth to keep you quiet when you come. And I am going to make you come so much and so hard you’re going to be addicted to my cock, the way I’m addicted to this perfect, tight cunt.”
Her sharp little nails are going to leave some marks on my back. I wince slightly, pounding harder and losing my mind, feeling nothing but her heat and the snug fit of her pussy, and when my sweet girl lets out a strangled shriek, she clamps down on my cock the instant it swells to spurt inside her. It is like nothing I’ve felt before and far past pleasure.