Surprised, Victor returned the kiss, his hunger for her reaching a point to where it had never been before. He broke the kiss then picked her up for a moment to dash to his bedroom where he set her down, “Sorry m’lady,” he said by way of explaining the sudden dash to his room, “but you did say now,” and then he went about stripping himself of the remainder of his clothes. Victor undid his belt and pants then pushed them down along with his boxers in rapid succession, his cock springing to attention. He noticed the stark difference between the two of them; he was completely naked, while she was still fully clothed. Victor stood there, eyes on her, roaming her body as if she were already unclothed, and waited.
Summer’s desire to draw it out further warred sharply with her need for Victor. Need won, in quick succession, and she stripped with economy. “Come, god, come here,” she demanded, reaching out for him. “Lie down, Victor darling.”
Victor nearly sprang from where he stood and to her then to the bed. He laid down quickly, holding his upper body up with his elbows as he watched her. She was gorgeous, truly gorgeous and this new light he was seeing her in only made her more so.
It only took a moment to swing her leg over him and then finally, finally, she was sliding down on him, taking him in, and the way it felt, after teasing and dominating and commanding, was overwhelming. She could not move for the stars flashing behind her eyes, and braced her hands against his wrists. “Move,” she whispered. “Move, assassin mine, and take your pleasure.”
Victor’s eyes nearly rolled back as he felt her slide down on him, a small “fuck” tumbling from his lips. It was almost as if something had gone off inside of him and at her request he set a hard and fast pace. His main focus was on her, on getting her off, and even with her bracing herself against his wrists he bent down and suckled at her breasts a bit while his hips moved and angled themselves until he could find the right spot that would send her over the edge.
After Victor’s earlier efforts, it didn’t take much to bring Summer to the edge again. She bent her head forward, eyes closing, and began to kiss every part of him within reach. Her breathing rasped, and then she shuddered, smothering a cry in Victor’s hair.