Page 14 of Unholy Matrimony
“Goodnight Leonid,” Alina says, turning back to Lina, showing her all the kitchen offers while getting the large sink ready for dishes. I walk out, heading towards my office, needing to gather documents and my guns.
I close the door, heading towards my desk. I pull out the duffel bag and put some folders in there, along with a spare change of clothes and my gun case with my two Glock 19s. After zipping it up, I leave it on the desk. Glancing at my phone, I notice it's already 9:45 and make my way through the double doors into the bedroom. I change into a pair of flannel joggers and climb into bed. I continue reading Crime and Punishment from my weathered copy where I left off.
Sometime later, Lina walks in and after turning from closing the door, she stops dead. “You’ve forgotten a shirt, won’t you be cold?”
“No, these blankets are quite warm, and I will have you to cuddle up with,” patting the bed with a smirk on my face. Lina’s face turns a lovely shade of red and she heads to the closet to change. When she finally emerges, she leans against the doorframe. She is standing there in my shirt, it's the most beautiful I have ever seen her. She has a long braid tied back that nearly reaches her ass. I am mesmerized as she walks to the bed. My brain can’t seem to process that she is going to be sleeping with me. My eyes drift down and she is only in a pair of underwear, no bra under the shirt.
Fuck.
“Figured this might be more comfortable to sleep in. I hope that’s okay?”. She has a devious smile, and I know I am going to get myself into trouble.
I close my book and setting it on my bedside table, I take her hand and pull her on top of me. I pepper her her neck with kisses, she moans, “That reminds me! Aren’t you supposed to be having your dessert?”
“Moy krasivyy Tsvetok,10 I am going to devour that sweet pussy of yours,” tossing her on the bed. Leaning over her, I kissed her forehead, then both her cheeks. I give her lips a quick peck and trace her jaw and her neck with my nose.
Kissing her over the shirt, her nipples pebble up and show through. My lips move across them and then further down her stomach. I can feel her thighs attempt to clench together, but I keep them spread apart by adjusting my body in between. I grab the top of her underwear and pull them down, slowly, savoring the tension building between us. Tossing them aside, I bring one hand under her knee and pull her closer to me.
“Does my Tsvetok 11want her pussy eaten? You’re so wet for me, Lina.”
“Please… Lenya” bucking her hips, my nose rubs her clit. A moan escaped her lips.
“Tell me what you want, malyshka12. I’ll do whatever you want me to,” I say, diving my finger in and out of her pussy. I make sure not to go too deep, I hit that sweet spot that makes her eyes roll back.
I can see that she is struggling with what to say. She has never talked dirty before. Never had to tell a man to eat her pussy. It won’t be easy, but I want to push her just a little, to get her to let go. My fingers stop moving inside her. “Lina, you need to tell me what you want.”
“Lenya, I want you to—eat my—pussy like it's the last thing you’ll ever eat.” Before she even finishes her sentence, my tongue dives into her clit. Swirling around and flicking from all angles. Her back is arching off the bed, and her thighs clench around my head. I snake my hands under her ass and hold her thighs open. I dip my tongue inside her and her sweetness spreads across my tongue.
I could become addicted to eating her out every night.
With her legs held open, I devoured her. Licking, sucking, biting her clit. I sneak a glance at her face and she's in pure bliss, eyes closed and mouth wide open. Her moaning is making me so hard, but this isn’t about me now. This is giving her the release she needs from earlier.
I can feel her legs tense and I feel like she is getting close. I let go of one of her thighs and dive into her with my middle finger, caressing her g-spot. My tongue is back to giving her clit all the attention, finding a rhythm that makes her grab at the bedsheets.
“You’re so beautiful, all spread out for me. Only me.” I say, taking my mouth off her.
“Lenya, don’t stop… Oh, God…just like that. Please… oh please.” She cries, her hips bucking forward.
“Are you calling out to God or me, malyshka13? Because God isn’t here right now, only me. Come for me, Lina. I want you to come all over my face.”
Her walls clamp down on my finger and her hand grabs onto my hair as her orgasm consumes her. Lina screams “Lenya!” I keep going as she rides out the orgasm, soaking my face and the comforter underneath us. Once her breathing normalizes, I sit up on my forearms and look her in the eyes.
“Was that what you had in mind when you said eat you like my last meal?” I tease.
“It was better than what I thought. That was amazing. I don’t think I could ever tire of you doing that to me.” She said, breathless.
“I’ll never tire of being between your legs, Tsvetok14. I’ll do it every night if that’s what you want.”
I grab a towel from the bathroom and clean her up, wiping my face before tossing it on the floor. Lina sees the wet spot on the bed and blushes. “Don’t,” I tell her, pulling her face back to mine. “That is the sexiest thing ever. You don't have to be embarrassed. You enjoyed it, right?”
“Very much,” she replies.
“Then don’t even give it thought. It will dry and get washed with the laundry. Now come here” I reach to pull her to me, I pull the covers back and we settle under them. Her head and hand rest on my chest, and I realize she is exhausted. I reach over and hit the light switch. With the room dark, I hear her breathing slowly and realize she is already asleep. I kiss the top of her head.
I would die for Lina. Friday cannot get here soon enough.
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