On Her Knees by Jenika Snow
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They made it into his bedroom, but it had all been a blur because of the touching and kissing, the crude words and the pleasure moving between them.
Now here she was, still fully clothed, shaking, so ready for him and whatever he offered. Karina wanted that shark she’d seen so many times in the office, wanted the man who had brought her to multiple orgasms in just one night.
“Get on your knees, baby.” His voice was hard, full of intent, command.
A shiver worked up her spine, and she got wetter because of his tone, of the fact she wanted to do what he said, submit in the bedroom at all costs. Having him order her to do what he said shouldn’t have made her feel sexy or aroused, but it did, on both accounts, and she wanted more from him.
Karina got to her knees. The carpet was plush, soft. He was silent for so long, just walking around her, before finally stopping a few feet in front of her again.
“Turn around. I want to see you spread for me, show me what I’ll be sampling soon.”
She felt her mouth dry and her pulse race.
“That’s what you want, isn’t it?” he asked the question, but the way he sounded told her he already knew that’s what she wanted.
“Yes, Sir.”
He groaned low. “Show me what’s mine.”
Her heart started beating frantically, and she did as he asked. When she was turned around, she got on her hands and knees, feeling her cheeks spread, but her skirt and panties still blocking his view. She wanted for him to command her to do more.
“Keep your ass high in the air, and lift your skirt over your hips, but keep those sweet little panties on.”
She could hear him breathing harder, faster, a sign he was almost to his breaking point, too. Lifting up her skirt and spreading her legs impossibly wider, she felt her muscles pull and stretch, but she liked the burn.
He groaned again. “I bet you’re so fucking ready for me, Karina, aren’t you, baby?”
She nodded, not able to speak.
“Is your pussy all red and wet? Do you want my dick in you?” Again, she nodded.
“Turn back around.”
She obeyed instantly.
“I want you to come to me on your hands and knees, baby. I want you to show me how far you’re willing to go.”
She was more aroused than she ever had been. Maybe something was wrong with her for wanting this, for wanting to obey him? Getting on her hands, she took a steadying breath and started to move toward him. The floor was soft as she moved closer to him, her focus on him.
When she was right before Viktor, she looked at his face and saw nothing but cool composure and steely reserve.
Her mouth instantly went dry when he went for the belt of his slacks. Once that was undone, he pulled his zipper down. It was an erotic display as he grabbed his erection out through only the flap, not even bothering to undo the button of his pants.
He started stroking himself up and down slowly, his gaze trained on her, his jaw clenched tight.
“You want my cock?”
“Yes,” she said right away.
“You want to suck on my big dick?”
“God, yes.”
“You’re hungry for my cum, aren’t you?”
She nodded, and a gasp left her at his brutally coarse language. She glanced down at his huge shaft, at the way he continually stroked himself lazily, as if waiting for her to obey him. The tip of his dick was dotted with pre-cum, and she hungered for a taste.
Leaning forward, she felt her throat constrict and her mouth water, her thoughts on the flavor of him. He grabbed a chunk of her hair and pulled her forward. A gush of wetness left her pussy, soaking her panties.
“Now suck my cock.” He pulled her head forward until the slick tip of his shaft moved along her lips. “Yes, that’s fucking it, baby.”
She started moving her head up and down, working her lips and tongue around him.
“That’s it, Karina, baby. Move your tongue around and stroke the underside of my dick.”
She did as he said, and the salty flavor of his pre-cum covered her taste buds, making her addicted instantly. Flattening her tongue and doing what he said required her to take in more of his length.
She wanted more of him in her mouth, wanted the tip to make her gag.
Karina wanted to swallow his cum, have it bathe the back of her throat and cover the inside of her mouth.
Letting her mouth do the work, she started sucking him with fervor, grabbing the root of his shaft with her hand and stroking him in time with her mouth.
“Make me come, baby.” He still had his hand in her hair and kept her head stationary as she sucked him harder and faster.
Looking up at him while giving him head, she saw his attention was on her mouth.
“Your lips are stretched so wide around my cock right now. It’s hot as fuck.” He started thrusting in time with her bobbing head and increased his speed until the tip of his erection slammed against the back of her throat, making her gag once. “Christ.” He started breathing more heavily, tightened his hold on her hair, and cursed continuously.
A deep groan left him, and then she felt the hard jets of his cum move down the back of her throat. Karina tried to swallow every drop, but he had come so much his seed was slipping out of the corner of her mouth.
Finally, he pulled away from her, his dick still semi-hard, his six-pack contracting and relaxing as he breathed in and out harshly. Reaching out and wiping off a drop of his cum from the corner of her mouth, he pressed the digit to the seam of her lips. “Lick it clean.”
She opened for him, holding her gaze with his, and suctioned her lips around his finger. A low sound came from him as he watched her, and then he was hauling her up. He had her in his arms, and then was sitting on the edge of the bed with her on his lap.
Her legs were spread, her skirt riding up her thighs, and his hot, hard length pressed right to her panty-covered pussy.
God, he’s still so hard.
“As much as I want to make this night last, prolong it all, I need to fuck you, baby,” he said against her neck, and then bit her hard enough that she gasped out in pain. He licked the sting away, and she found herself moaning and grinding her pussy on him.
“I’m ready,” she said and pressed down on him again.
“Yeah, you’re so fucking ready.”
He ran his hand over his jaw. “I want you to know that for the last year you’re all I’ve been able to think about.” He leaned in and kissed her soundly. “I haven’t even been able to be with any women because you’re all I’ve wanted.”
Her heart was beating fast and fierce, as if it was trying to keep up with what was going on around her. “I’ve been the same way with you,” she said honestly.
“Fuck, baby, you have no idea how hard it was for me to get that out.”
Oh, she had an idea, because it had been hard for her to come to that realization, too.
“Let’s just focus on the here and now.” He leaned in and captured her mouth with his, grabbed the back of her neck with his hand, holding her in place, and kissed her senseless. “You feel that?” he murmured against her mouth, and she knew, just knew, what he was talking about.
“Yes.”
“It’s that feeling that we were meant for each other.”
It was this feeling at the base of her spine, slowly moving through her until it stopped in her mouth and heated her from the inside out.
Her pussy tingled and became wetter the longer and more intently he kissed her, the more she thought about all of this. She felt like she was suffocating with pleasure and need, from her emotions for this man.
Her emotions were real, genuine, and Viktor had been honest with her.
This was different, his passion more isolated, controlled, and focused right on her and this moment. This felt like he was with her in the now, like this wasn’t about him fucking her, but about him giving a piece of himself to her.
“Tell me again, baby. Give me this. Make me feel like this is exactly what you want.” His voice was low and strained, bared and open, as if he were having just as hard a time as she was controlling her emotions.
She took a deep, steadying breath before she spoke. “I want you in every way.”
He helped her to stand again and went to remove his clothing.
She brought her arms up and rested her hands on his bulging shoulders, the sinew hard under her fingers. He moved his other hand over her hip and down her thigh, softly squeezing her flesh.
Her body, her skin, and her very cells were alive with pleasure.
He moved his hand inward, so close to her pussy that she was nearly shaking with anticipation. She desperately wanted his touch, wanted him teasing and tantalizing her and having her forget everything that wasn’t about this moment.
Having Viktor in full alpha, dominating possessive mode was what she needed, what she craved. It made her feel like a woman, like she was truly wanted.
He moved his fingers over her pussy. She wanted to feel his hardness pressing against her, in her.
In the next second, he pulled away, as if he’d read her mind or body language.
“Take off the skirt, baby.”
His voice caused a fresh gush of cream to coat her pussy lips. “Do it now,” he demanded.
She opened her mouth on a silent groan, his dominance igniting something inside of her and making her burn even hotter. She swallowed as she hooked her fingers under the waistband of her skirt and slowly pulled it down. She stepped out of it, her body already shaking.
“I want the panties gone, too.” He stood by the edge of the bed, his erection big, long.
She hooked her fingers under the elastic of her panties and pushed them down.
“Now the blouse and bra.”
Breathing in deeply, she did as he said until she was now totally naked for him. Her nipples instantly became hard from the chill of the air.
“Lie down and spread for me, baby. Let me see all the red wetness that I caused.” His voice was husky, still dominating, but had this edge of unrestrained aggression laced with it.
Karina felt so out of control, so helpless against her feelings toward him, and it scared the shit out of her, but she wouldn’t have it any other way. She’d jumped feet first into all of this, into being with Viktor, and that’s what she was focusing on, putting her energy into.
Opening her thighs like he said, she felt her labia spread under his gaze.
“You want me, and I want you, and that’s all that fucking matters, baby.”
She nodded. “I want you.”
“That’s so fucking good, baby.”
She closed her eyes and breathed in. Right now this was real.
“Look at me.” His voice was steely and hard.
She opened her eyes but didn’t respond. His smile was slow and sexual when his gaze dropped to her pussy again.
“Wider. Spread your legs wider.”
She started to hyperventilate as her arousal continued to pump through her veins. He wasn’t even touching her, yet his expression alone had her on the verge of orgasm. Her nipples became swollen, erect, and ready for his mouth.
He was still gazing at her pussy when he reached down and gripped his shaft.
“This pussy is mine,” he said and touched her between the thighs. “These tits are mine,” he said and ran his fingers along the stiff peaks. “You’re mine,” he said low and deep.
She loved the way he spoke, loved the feeling of helplessness and surrender.
No matter what she thought or how her brain raged against her body, she knew that she would take whatever he offered.
