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Well, future me was one lucky son of a bitch.
I woke up in heaven… Mirko's tits, soft, warm, perfectly cushioned against my face. And as if that was not enough, my bat? Not soft at all. Stuck right between another heaven… her thighs.
She was awake. Not moving.
I cracked an eye open. Mirko, the woman who had no shame, the same one who walked into my room, threw herself into my bed, and wrapped around me like I was some kind of overgrown teddy bear… was looking anywhere but at me.
Was she embarrassed?
Nah, that couldn't be right. But she sure as hell wasn't saying anything, which was worse.
"Oh? Is my weapon arousing you?"
No smack.
That couldn't be good.
I shifted slightly. Her thighs clenched.
Oh.
This was new.
I could feel her breathing change, just the slightest shift. Not quite steady. Not quite calm.
I leaned up on one elbow, dragging myself to see her face. She was staring at the ceiling, expression locked down, but her ears twitched… one of those tiny tells she probably thought no one noticed.
"I was just going to ignore it," she muttered.
I grinned. "And now?"
She sighed, rubbing a hand down her face. "Now, I want to break your nose."
I pressed my hips forward just a little. Her thighs twitched again.
Was that a moan?
Not a grunt, not a muttered curse, not even her usual pissed-off grumbling… but a moan.
I looked at her. She looked at me. Neither of us moved.
Then she scowled like she wanted to fight God. "Look, you are hard, I am horny, and I don't feel like jerking off. You in, or you gonna keep pretending you are holy?"
I stared. "Did you just…"
She clicked her tongue, already looking like she regretted saying shit. "You heard me."
SMUT STARTS HERE!
That was all I needed. I climbed on top of her, pinning her down. Not with force, I wasn't fucking strong enough for that, but she was caught off guard.
Her eyes flicked over my face, then down… probably realizing just how much trouble she had just signed up for.
"Mirko, you better not be teasing."
She wasn't.
So I kissed her.
She didn't hesitate. Her hands found my shoulders, then my back, nails dragging slow enough to make it clear she was feeling out every inch. Her legs shifted, hooking around mine, keeping me from moving too far back… not that I planned to.
She pulled away for half a second, breath short. "You really want this?"
"No shit."
She groaned, head hitting the pillow. "This is why I don't do this shit with coworkers."
"Good thing we aren't coworkers."
She stared straight through me. "No feelings."
I kissed her again. "None."
She didn't argue. Didn't hesitate. Just pulled me down again, flipping us so she was on top this time, her thighs squeezing tight against my sides.
"Fuck it," she muttered.
Then she bit my neck.
I hissed. "Goddamn."
She grinned. "What? Can't handle a little roughness?"
I grabbed her hips, digging my fingers in that sweet spot to make her pause. "Oh, I can handle whatever the fuck you throw at me."
Her smirk widened. "Good."
She shifted, pressing down exactly where she knew it would drive me insane.
"Shit," I muttered, grip tightening.
She leaned in, mouth hovering just over mine. "Tap out whenever you need to, little hero."
I laughed. "Yeah? I should warn you… I don't lose. And I am not little."
Mirko grinned, shifting her hips to make damn sure I felt it. "I can feel."
Cocky as hell. She knew exactly what she was doing. That was fine. I did too.
I grabbed her by the waist, flipping her under me in one quick move. She landed with a grunt, but her legs immediately locked around mine, keeping me from moving too far. I leaned down, hovering just above her face, close enough that she could feel my breath.
"You really wanna start this?" I muttered.
She smirked, tilting her chin up. "What, afraid you can't keep up?"
I didn't give her the satisfaction of a response. My mouth crashed against hers, fingers digging into her thighs. She didn't hesitate, biting down on my lip like she was trying to leave a mark.
Fine. If she wanted to play rough, I wasn't holding back either.
I yanked her top off, barely giving her time to react before my mouth was on her breasts. She hissed, fingers gripping my hair tight as I ran my tongue over one hardened nipple, teasing, sucking just enough to make her arch beneath me. Her skin was hot, muscles flexing with every touch, every move.
"Tch," she muttered, but her breath hitched when I bit down just enough to make her squirm. "You play dirty."
I smirked against her skin, trailing kisses down her torso, my hands working her shorts off in the same movement. "You expected anything else?"
She lifted her hips, letting me strip her bare. Her panties were damp, sticking to her folds, and I could feel the heat radiating from between her thighs. My fingers grazed the soaked fabric, pressing lightly, teasing her with the pressure.
Mirko sucked in a breath, her thighs twitching around my hand. "Don't fuckin' tease."
"Where's the fun in that?" I chuckled, running my tongue along the line of her hip, just barely touching where she needed it most. She groaned, frustrated, and tried to move against me, but I pinned her down, one hand gripping her thigh.
"Brat," she growled.
"What?" I dragged a finger up her clothed slit, feeling just how wet she was. "You wanted to help each other out, right?"
She was about to snap back when she saw my hungry gaze. The sight of her, spread out, glistening, was enough to make me throb painfully.
I leaned in, licking a slow stripe up her folds. Mirko shuddered, her grip tightening in my hair as I flicked my tongue over her clit. She was already soaked, already needy, her usual rough exterior cracking just a little.
"Fuck," she muttered, hips twitching up against my mouth.
I laughed, the vibrations making her whimper. "Still wanna break my nose?"
"Shut up and keep going."
I dove back in, working her over with my tongue, my fingers teasing at her entrance. She was tight, hot, and when I slid a finger inside, she clenched around me, her thighs trembling on either side of my head.
"Shit," she gasped, her body jerking as I curled my fingers just right, hitting that perfect spot inside her.
I worked her faster, adding another finger, my tongue relentless on her clit. Mirko wasn't the type to hold back, and she didn't now—her moans were raw, desperate, her body grinding against my face as I pushed her closer and closer.
"F-fuck, I am…"
I didn't let up. If anything, I doubled down, sucking on her clit just as I pressed my fingers deeper, harder. She shattered, back arching, legs squeezing around me as her orgasm ripped through her. Mirko's thighs could crush my skull and I would thank her.
I didn't stop until she was shaking, her breath coming in harsh gasps. Slowly, I pulled away, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand, grinning up at her.
"That is one."
Her eyes flicked open, still hazy, but there was that fire, that challenge. She pushed herself up, grabbing my chin and pulling me into a heated kiss, tasting herself on my lips.
Then she shoved me onto my back, straddling me, her hands already on my hardened cock.
"Your turn."
Her sweet tongue teased the tip of my cock, hot breath sending a shiver up my spine. "Fuck, Mirko."
She sucked lightly, pulling back with a pop, eyes locked onto mine with that same smug, predatory smirk. "Call me Rumi."
I swallowed hard. At this moment? Dangerous.
She wrapped a hand around my shaft, stroking slow, teasing, her grip firm but not enough… not nearly enough. Her thumb swiped over the head, gathering the bead of precum that had already formed, and she licked it off her thumb like it was the best thing she'd tasted all day.
"Shit," I groaned, hips jerking up involuntarily.
"Impatient?" she mused, pressing a kiss to the underside of my length before dragging her tongue along the thick vein that ran beneath. I twitched in her grasp, barely holding back from grabbing her by the hair and shoving myself down her throat.
She knew exactly what she was doing.
Her lips wrapped around the tip again, sucking, tongue swirling in slow, torturous circles. Then she took me deeper, inch by inch, until the heat of her mouth was wrapped around me, her throat tightening just slightly as she swallowed me down.
"Fuck, Rumi…" My fingers tangled in her hair, my restraint slipping fast.
She moaned around me, the vibrations shooting straight to my core, making me buck up. Her nails scraped lightly against my thighs as she started moving, bobbing her head in a steady rhythm, each descent taking me deeper. Saliva dripped from the corners of her mouth, slicking my cock as she worked me over with that perfect balance of hunger and control.
I clenched my jaw, struggling to breathe. "If you keep this up, Iam gonna…"
She pulled off me with a wet gasp, stroking my spit-slicked length, eyes gleaming. "Gonna what?"
Her voice was rough, husky, her lips swollen.
I sat up fast, grabbing her, flipping her beneath me in one motion. She gasped, legs spreading automatically, her soaked heat pressing against my length. I didn't hesitate… I slid against her, letting her feel every inch, every pulse of need.
Her nails dug into my back. "Fucking do it."
"No teasing?"
"Don't make me…"
I kissed her neck, whispering into her ear, "This is my first time, you know."
Her eyes flicked open just a little, surprise flashing across her face before that trademark smirk returned. "Damn, I thought you would be spreading your seed all over by now."
I chuckled, running my cock along her slick folds, teasing her, feeling her heat. "I wanted to, but you know, they are young and virgins too. So we only fooled around."
Rumi raised a brow, rolling her hips against me, sending a jolt of pleasure up my spine. "And now?"
I pressed my forehead to hers, breath ragged. "Now, I don't wanna hold back."
Her grin widened, mischief and hunger lighting up her crimson eyes. "Then don't."
Her legs tightened around my waist, urging me forward, and I finally gave in… pressing the thick head of my cock against her entrance, feeling the slick warmth envelop me as I pushed in, again and again. She gripped me like her pussy was trying to snap my dick off and keep the trophy.
Rumi let out a low, throaty moan, her nails biting into my skin. "Fuck, you are…"
I bottomed out in one slow thrust, swallowing the groan that tore from my throat. She was gripping me like a vice, her walls clenching, adjusting to my size.
I buried my face in the crook of her neck, breathing deep. "You good?"
She let out a shaky laugh, rolling her hips. "More than good. Now move."
I obeyed, pulling back before sinking in again, setting a slow, deep rhythm that had both of us gasping. Each thrust sent shockwaves through me, the heat of her, the way she clenched around me every time I moved… pure fucking bliss.
Her hands ran down my back, then up again, nails dragging enough to sting, to remind me exactly who I was with. "Harder," she demanded.
I didn't hesitate.
I grabbed her hips and slammed into her, the slap of skin on skin filling the room, her moans, my grunts, the sound of pure, raw need.
"Shit… yeah," she gasped, gripping the sheets. "Just like that."
I hooked one of her legs over my shoulder, sinking even deeper, making her back arch as a sharp cry escaped her lips.
"Rumi," I groaned, watching her come undone beneath me, sweat glistening on her toned body, her chest heaving.
Her hands shot to my face, yanking me down into a bruising kiss, her tongue demanding, desperate. I swallowed her moans, thrusting harder, deeper, feeling the way her walls fluttered around me, the telltale sign that she was close.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck…" Her nails dug into my scalp, her entire body tensing beneath me.
She bit down on my neck like I was dinner. "Goddamn," I hissed. My brain short-circuited. Half of me wanted to flip her over and go feral, the other half was screaming… THIS IS FINE. EVERYTHING IS FINE. DO NOT BLOW YOUR LOAD IN 30 SECONDS.
I reached between us, circling her clit with my thumb, sending her over the edge. She clenched down hard, her orgasm hitting like a freight train, her thighs trembling as she moaned my name. "Fucker." Well nickname.
That was all it took.
I buried myself deep, groaning as pleasure tore through me, spilling inside her, filling her with everything I had.
We stayed like that, bodies pressed together, sweat-soaked and panting, until she finally let out a breathless chuckle. "Not bad for a first time."
I grinned against her skin, kissing her collarbone. Sweat cooled on my skin before heat sparked again. "Good enough to go again?"
Her smirk returned, full of challenge. "Think you can keep up?"
I was already hardening again.
"Try me."
I turned her over, gripping her hips and pulling her onto all fours. Her breath hitched, her toned body flexing beneath my touch as I guided her into position. Her white tail twitched slightly, a telltale sign of anticipation.
I ran a hand down her spine, savoring the way she arched under me, pushing that perfect ass higher. "Stay just like that," I murmured, my voice low and commanding.
Rumi huffed a breath, but there was no resistance. Instead, she shifted, spreading her knees wider, offering herself completely. "If you are gonna talk, you better back it up."
I grinned. "Oh, I plan to."
I lined myself up, teasing her entrance with the thick head of my cock. She was still soaked, still warm, still gripping me like she never wanted to let go. Then, with one sharp thrust, I sank back inside her, swallowing the moan she tried to bite back.
"Fucker," she gritted out, fingers clenching the sheets as I filled her completely.
I pulled almost all the way out before driving in again, setting a rhythm that was deep, unrelenting. My grip on her hips tightened, holding her exactly where I wanted her, making sure she felt every inch, every stroke.
She cursed beneath me, pushing back, matching my pace with equal hunger. The wet, obscene sounds of our bodies colliding filled the air, each thrust drawing a sharper, more desperate moan from her lips.
"Harder," she demanded, her voice edged with frustration, with need.
I gave her exactly what she wanted.
I slammed into her, the force pushing her forward, making her gasp. One of my hands slid up her back, fingers tangling in her silver hair as I pulled her up just enough to arch her spine. My other hand trailed lower, teasing the tight ring of muscle just above where we were joined.
She tensed for half a second, then relaxed, her breath hitching as I pressed my thumb against it, circling teasingly. "Tch..." Her words faltered, her body betraying her as she pushed back against me, as if silently asking for more.
"Didn't expect you to be this responsive," I murmured, leaning in, my lips brushing her ear. "You like it?"
She growled, but the way her walls clenched around me told me everything I needed to know. "Shut up and keep moving."
I chuckled darkly, pressing my thumb just a little deeper. "Say please."
"Go to hell."
I thrust harder, deeper, making her moan despite herself. "Try again, Rumi."
She turned her head, red eyes burning with defiance and lust. "Please," she finally bit out, but there was no submission in her tone... only raw, unfiltered desire.
I pressed my thumb against her clit, feeling the way her body shuddered from the double stimulation. Her back arched even more, an unrestrained cry spilling from her lips.
"Fuck, fuck...!" Her breathing turned ragged, her body tensing as pleasure overtook her. "Gonna..."
I kept rubbing quick circles on her clit, pushing her over the edge. She shattered with a hoarse moan, her entire body trembling as she clenched down around me. I felt tightness in my groin, so I let it go. I came so hard my vision went white. "Fuck…fuck…" I groaned, slamming deep as her pussy milked me dry like she was trying to drain my soul through my dick. Holy shit. I was gonna need a protein shake and a therapist after this.
As her orgasm subsided, she caught her breath, then suddenly flipped us over in one swift motion, pinning me down with surprising strength. Straddling my waist, her crimson eyes burned with mischief and challenge.
"Aw, you are shaking already? Cute. Didn't think you would be this easy," she purred, her fingers dragging down my chest as she ground against my still-hard cock. "Your turn to beg."
I smirked up at her, gripping her hips. "Not a chance."
She leaned down, her lips ghosting over mine. "We will see about that."
She moved, rolling her hips in slow circles, teasing me with just enough friction to drive me insane. My fingers dug into her thighs, but she caught my wrists, pinning them above my head with surprising ease.
"Patience," she murmured, leaning down to nip at my jawline. "Let me have my fun."
I groaned, my body instinctively arching beneath her, desperate for more. She trailed kisses down my neck, her tongue tracing over my pulse before her teeth scraped against my collarbone. The sharp contrast of pleasure and pain sent a shiver through me.
"Fuck, Rumi..." I muttered, struggling against her grip, but she only tightened her hold, her nails digging into my skin so hard, it left a mark. If I die like this, at least it is worth it.
"I like you like this," she mused, shifting her weight slightly, lining herself up. "Desperate."
I opened my mouth to argue, but the moment she sank down onto me, all words died in my throat. My head fell back against the pillow, a deep, guttural groan escaping my lips.
She rolled her hips, setting a slow, torturous pace that had me clenching my jaw, fighting for control. "Still think you don't beg?" she teased, her voice thick with pleasure.
I exhaled sharply, meeting her gaze with a defiant smirk. "Never."
Her grin widened. "Let's see how long that lasts."
She started moving faster, her pace unforgiving, her body taking everything she wanted from me. I could only grip her thighs, matching her rhythm as the pleasure built higher, spiraling out of control.
Neither of us were holding back now. And I was more than willing to let her take what she wanted... because I wanted it just as badly.
This wasn't a fight.
This was a war.
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