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into the pillows while her ass tilted higher in the air.

“Ah…fuck,” Ivan groaned, his fingers tightening on her flesh as Olivia could only imagine the

view he was getting of her raised butt. Her pussy was invitingly exposed and she ground her hips

seductively in the air as if to hasten his intended entry.

“Damn, Olivia. That’s just… damn.” His cock edged close and she could feel the tip slide along her moist slit. Olivia’s moan vibrated through her.

“Do it, Ivan. Fuck me. Do it so I’ll still feel it long after you’re gone.”

His answer was to let out a throbbing groan, followed by thick swearing under his breath. His

cock was still poised at her pussy’s entrance while he ran his hands all over her ass cheeks, groping and massaging with carnal pleasure. Pushing the juicy orbs apart, he rasped, “This is going to bring out the beast in me, Olivia.”

“In both of us,” Olivia rejoined, tossing a look over her shoulder at him. She licked on her lips

sultrily and saw his eyes darken to black. “Don’t hold back, Ivan – because I won’t. I need you so bad.”

“Lord help me, I need you too, baby. So fucking much it’s unreal.”

Olivia was panting with need by this time, and dug her fingers into the sheets in expectation of

that first, powerful thrust of cock. Ivan guided his tip right to the very seam of her pussy and planted himself where her lips could feel his meaty crown poising to occupy the waiting moistness and

softness within.

Olivia knew she’d asked for it, but the sudden heave of his hips sent that thick, long cock

surging into her so deep she gasped in shock. She’d almost forgotten how immense he was in relation to her tightness. He grunted and then froze as her walls pulsated around his length. Olivia could

hardly breathe as her inner muscles felt like they were being stretched beyond limit. And yet, even as her belly clinched with the sweet agony, she knew it wasn’t enough.

“More,” she urged, her voice unrecognizable to her own ears. She heard Ivan release a

triumphant groan at that request, and slammed the rest of the way in.

Chapter Twelve

When Olivia woke up the next morning, Ivan was gone. Tears pooled her eyes once she

realized she was alone in the love-tousled sheets. All at once, the rush of memories so thick with passion filled her mind, and she sobbed softly into the pillow. Her still aching pussy twitched within her mound as she recalled how good it had felt when he’d first plunged within her moist vaginal

canal.

“So…fucking…tight,” Ivan had groaned, the inflection of his voice deepening as he sank balls

deep inside her.

He had then started to move, and in the process he shook her whole world. She simply dripped

cream, making his venture a more slippery and sumptuous one as her snug walls jealously Velcroed to his length.

Olivia could have cum ten times in the period that Ivan rammed deep into her from the back.

His unrelenting and purposeful speed sent her senses twirling beyond reality and into a subspace of utter bliss. He made it feel so good she was moaning his name each time he thrust with rapacious

force. Every time he went in, he sank himself to the balls and caused his groin to smack into her ass.

Olivia loved the sensation of his big, heavy balls swinging against the underside of her pussy.

There was so much to experience at once that it was a wonder she lasted so long. But then

every time she edged closer to her orgasm, he saw it coming and held back, keeping her just on the brink. “Not yet, little dove…not yet,” he kept on saying, each time she bucked hard against him and begged for release.

Endless ages passed and Olivia submitted herself totally to his mastery, safe in the knowledge

that he knew exactly when he wanted her to plummet from her peak and into her waiting orgasm.

Ivan then leaned forward over her arched spine and tugged on her hair until she twisted

backwards to meet his questing lips. As they shared a molten kiss, he cupped her breast with one hand while the other slid down her belly to her greedy little clit. Slamming into her pussy with his belly-scuttling thrusts, he stroked on her clit at the same time fondling her heavy breasts. Olivia was

enraptured, thrown by his skill as every nerve cell she had burst into brilliant life.

“I want you to cum around my cock,” he gruffed against her clinging lips. “I love how it feels

when your tight muscles quiver and spasm as you explode.”

“Oh, Ivan,” Olivia moaned, lost in the sensations taking over her whole being. The tension was

already mounting from deep within her; she was more than ready to give him what he requested.

Especially when it was the same thing she wanted as well.

His hips rocked and pumped, sending his cock farther up her pussy than ever. Olivia lost the

ability to breathe. He seemed to be jabbing into her very womb. A screech of ecstasy erupted from

her throat as his fingers rubbed on her clit in time to his rampaging thrusts. She keeled helplessly as her orgasm smashed into her as powerfully as his cock continued to do. And when she began to shiver and moan, he clasped her tight against him, his body going rigid as her vaginal walls undulated

around his cock.

She’d been so sure there couldn’t possibly be more that she could take. But Ivan was far from

done with her. Pulling out from her sensitized pussy now soaked in her own cum juice, he flipped her on her back.

He covered her with his torso and sought her lips for a long, deep kiss. He coaxed her tongue

out to meet his in the open. It was a sensual, even calming kiss filled with delicate artistry. It took minutes of gentle kissing to still her heart rate back to normal. But then she became conscious of his throbbing hardness against her belly and she remembered that he hadn’t taken