Sinful Desires: Spicy Short Stories
I leaned in, inhaling his musky scent—earthy, masculine, with a hint of salt—that made my pussy clench emptily.
My first lick was awkward, just the tip of my tongue flicking along the underside, tasting the precum: salty, slightly bitter, but not unpleasant. It coated my tongue, and I felt a strange thrill at the intimacy, my innocence cracking as I explored.
Viktor groaned low in his throat, a deep, rumbling sound that vibrated through me, sending a rush of satisfaction. He liked it—that groan told me I was doing something right, even if I was fumbling. His fist tightened in my hair, pulling harder, the sting on my scalp blending with the ache in my core. "That's it, but wider. Open your mo
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