Free The Lion in Russia by Roslyn Hardy Holcomb

pussy.
    Knowing he was much too aroused to last much
longer and wanting to make her come at least once, he took her
nipple in his mouth again, sucking and gently biting. Vries writhed
beneath him, her hips undulating off the bed as though seeking
penetration. He slipped one hand down until it reached the lips of
her pussy, he stroked back and forth gently, his fingers gliding
along the well-lubricated slit. Then with no warning he suddenly
shoved two fingers into her steamy canal as at the same time he
sucked strongly at her nipple.
    It was all he could do to hold her onto the
bed. Back and forth he went from nipple to nipple until she was
panting with need, then with fingers slicked by her juices, he
slowly encircled her clitoris. Slowly, ever so slowly, he made
increasingly small circles around the little bundle of nerves. She
was really going crazy under him now and when his fingers finally
reached it, she cried out in what was almost a howl. While his
thumb was busily strumming her clit, he slipped a finger back
inside her tight heat. He added another finger, then another, and
roughly pumped them in and out of her. His other hand and mouth
remained at her breasts, playing with her nipples. Harder and
harder he finger fucked her as her moans grew louder and her
breathing more uneven. She closed her eyes and licked her lips, her
tongue darting out every few moments.
    “Open your eyes,” he said. As the words left
his mouth her eyes sprang open and she stared at him in dazed
confusion. “I want to see your eyes when you come,” he said.
    Then without warning he pressed down on her
clit as he shoved his fingers in as deeply as possible. That was
all it took. Every muscle in her body shook as her orgasm racked
through her. Her eyes glazed over as her orgasm hit, bowing her
body up into his hands, forcing his fingers deeper inside of her.
She thrashed on the bed under him, shivering her release, but he
wouldn’t back off, keeping her there on the precipice even as her
body screamed in release. He watched, amazed as a dark flush rose
from the peaks of her breasts to her cheeks. Her lips grew fuller
and her flesh even more heated as she struggled to maintain eye
contact with him. Watching her come was the most beautiful thing
he’d ever seen and he never wanted to end.
    He didn’t give her time to recover, but began
thrusting his fingers again. He lowered his head to pussy,
unbearably aroused by her sweet aroma. He found her clit with his
tongue and teeth and sucked and nipped as he continued to finger
fuck her. He was a madman now, driven by the need to make her come
and come again. She was soaking wet, but still tight against his
fingers. He wanted to be inside her, but he needed to make her come
again first. The contradiction between his desperate need to be
balls deep inside her and the overriding desire to bring her to
another peak was something he’d never experienced. He had to have
it, even if it drove him insane. He attacked her with every skill
he had, curling his fingers inside her finally finding that super
sensitive area deep inside her vagina that would trigger another
explosive orgasm. She came again, her juices flooding his face and
that was when he knew just how far gone he was. He could spend the
rest of his life right where he was, making his woman come again
and again and he would be so okay with that.
    “Condom?” he gritted out, unable to wait
another moment. With her eyes closed again Vries gestured toward
the delicate bedside table. He opened it and found what he needed.
In record time he had the condom out and slowly slid it over his
penis.
    He couldn’t wait any longer. He flipped her
over onto her belly and shoved a pillow beneath her hips. Her ass
was angled up toward him, her pussy swollen and pink from his
attentions. He rose to his knees behind her and rubbed his penis
against her, prolonging the moment before he entered her. Her inner
thighs glistened from her juices and he slid his