Page 167 of The Villain We Tempt

I feel him chuckle as I burrow into him, pressing my body to his. His heavy cock throbs, and I bite back a gasp when I feel it slip against the crease of my ass.

God, he’s so big. Andsohard right now…

Need pulses inside me. My back arches subtly, and I shiver as I push my ass back into him. My hips roll a bit, and that slithering, aching sensation coils around my center as I feel his dick twitch and his arm tighten.

“Exactly what do you think you’re doing, little villain.”

I gasp quietly at the rough, urgent tone in his voice.

“Nothing,” I whisper, feeling my nipples tighten and my pussy throb.

“Doesn’t feel like nothing.”

My breath catches as his arm tightens even more, yanking me back as he grinds his fat cock against me.

“What does it feel like?” I whimper.

“Good,” he hisses, dragging a soft moan from my throat. “It feelsgood.”

He rocks his hips forward, and I moan quietly when I feel his dick slip between my thighs. I lift one leg just a little, then let out another moan when his cock shifts again.

Oh fuck.

His cock isrightat my pussy.

“Same,” I breathe, gasping softly as he grinds against me. His hand slides over my breast, cupping it and tugging at the stiff, pebbled nipple with his thumb and forefinger, pulling a ragged breath from my throat.

My hand slides behind me, and I shiver when my fingers trace down over the hard lines of his abs. He growls deeply as they slide lower, then my breath catches when my fingers touch the pulsing base of his thickness.

“Little villain…” he rumbles warningly.

I bite my lip and moan as he twists and tugs my nipple. My fingers curl around his cock, and I gasp again as I stroke him against me.

Fuck.

Suddenly, more than I’ve ever wanted it before, I want him inside me. Ineedhim inside me.

My pulse gallops through my body, my skin electrified as I move my hand back and forth along his length. My hips roll and shift, and I mewl quietly when I slowly ease his swollen head against my lips.

Maybe this isn’t how I “always envisioned it”. But maybe this is the perfect way to lose it.

“Galina.”

His deep voice rumbles at my nape as his body rolls against mine.

“You had a specific thing in mind for this,” he growls quietly.

“What if I’ve changed my mind?” I whisper, my voice hoarse with need.

I push my hips back, inviting him inside. But he stops me, pinning me in place.

“Have you?” he murmurs.

My breath comes in quick little huffs as I chew on my lip.

“I… I don’t know,” I eventually mumble.

“Then it’s a no,” he growls gently.