Chapter 2.2

Leonid began stripping off his clothes. Though the room was dark without the lights on, the faint glow from the streetlights outside the window cast a dim light over his body. His sculpted upper body, as if crafted by a master artisan, was revealed, and Katia’s hands reached out to touch him. Her hands moved as though they were reading every curve and contour.

Without letting go of Katia’s lips, Leonid unbuttoned her blouse. Unlike his careful handling of her earlier, the blouse was torn due to his haste, but its owner didn’t seem to care in the slightest.

Holding Katia’s cheeks in his large hands, Leonid kissed her deeply. Katia willingly parted her lips to welcome his intrusion. Though her flesh was fragile, it was more than enough for Leonid to dominate her tongue.

His tongue greedily pulled and wrapped around hers, sweeping beneath it and teasing her. The sensation of his hot flesh brushing against her tender mucous membranes was enough to make her feel completely aroused.

“Ahh… Mmm, hm…”

The wet sounds of lips rubbing against each other made Katia’s body grow increasingly hot. Leonid’s lips, which had been sucking on her upper lip, soon traveled to her cheek and began teasing her earlobe. As his heated breath flowed into her ear, Katia squirmed from the ticklish sensation. Leonid, as if refusing to tolerate even her slightest resistance, pinned both her hands above her head.

“Ahh, it’s ticklish, ah!”

When he began nibbling on the soft flesh of her neck, Katia twisted her body. Leonid’s rough breathing was loud. His tongue traced her neckline and bit down again. While it certainly brought her pleasure, it was frustratingly insufficient.

More… 

Katia couldn’t voice the sound that was about to escape her throat. Leonid had taken a large bite of her swollen chest.

“…”

Startled by the mix of surprise and faint pleasure, Katia’s body jerked. She heard the man let out a languid sigh. As his hand pushed up her undergarments, the full curves of her br*asts were revealed. Without hesitation, he engulfed the hardened n*pple in his mouth. His tongue eagerly licked the lovely protrusion.

As the small, bean-like n*pple was pressed and bitten, a sharp sensation traveled up her spine. Her back arched, but she couldn’t move freely under Leonid’s weight. Unable to follow the pleasure’s commands, Katia whimpered in frustration.

“Ahh, ahh! Mmm… Captain, please… Ahh!”

“Your chest has a sweet scent.”

It makes me want to devour it entirely. 

Leonid’s voice carried a thick desire. Her soft br*asts, too large to fit entirely in his grip, deformed as he moved his hands. As he pinched her n*pple between his fingers and squeezed, Katia’s head tilted to the side.

She felt heat rising between her legs. Deep inside, she felt a ticklish urgency. Her underwear was already damp enough for her to notice. Leonid was far too slow. She wished he would hurry and ruin her completely.

But Leonid seemed oblivious to Katia’s wishes. He continued savoring her body without pause. He sucked hard on her br*asts, pulling them into his mouth. The sudden, strong suction sent a tingling sensation coursing through her entire body.

“Ahh, it hurts… Ahh!”

Tears welled up in her eyes. The sound of sucking, like someone drinking melting ice cream, echoed repeatedly. Leonid briefly lifted his head to gaze at Katia’s face, which was contorted with growing pleasure. Smiling faintly, he mischievously pinched and tugged at one n*pple while asking.

“Do you dislike it?”

“Mmm…”

“Then I’ll stop.”

“…No, no… Ahh…”

“That’s a relief.”

Leonid chuckled softly at her response. 

It’s so delicious that I’d regret stopping now.

He said, his voice dripping with unhidden desire. Chup, chup… He greedily sucked on her br*asts, pulling both n*pples into his mouth at once. He bit down gently with his front teeth and tugged, causing Katia to writhe in a mix of pain and pleasure. Her back arched as though someone had whipped her.

His relentless teasing seemed never-ending, but eventually, his lips began traveling downward from her chest. Kissing her flat stomach repeatedly, Leonid slid his hands under her skirt. His hands skillfully unfastened her garter belt and pulled away the small fabric covering her private area. Tossing the soaked underwear aside, Leonid spread her legs and positioned himself between them.

His eyes roamed over Katia, sprawled on the bed and looking up at him. In the faint light, her face glistened with undeniable lust. As her chest heaved with each panting breath, her round, sweet-smelling br*asts moved slightly. He raised his hand and slowly traced from her neck to her navel.

Without warning, Leonid’s hand found its way between her legs. As he parted the damp hair and caressed the soft flesh, Katia let out a stifled moan, throwing her head back. His fingers explored the cleft, rubbing and pressing, producing slick sounds.

If she were in her right mind, Katia would have screamed in embarrassment. But now, such thoughts didn’t even cross her mind. Instead, she wanted more—she wanted Leonid to touch her further. She wanted him to find the small, sensitive pearl hidden in her tender folds and stimulate her. She wanted to surrender to the intoxicating sensations.

“Ahh, more… Ah…”

Katia squirmed, trying to press her body closer to his hand. As if realizing what she wanted, Leonid’s hand quickly moved to find the hidden spot where the small jewel was concealed. It wasn’t difficult to locate.

“Ah!”

Katia envisioned a flash striking her mind. Her hands flew to cover her mouth, feeling as if an uncontrollable moan was about to escape. A sudden wave of embarrassment washed over her. But Leonid seemed determined not to let her feel ashamed. His hand decisively pulled away the hands covering her mouth, and she bit her lower lip. Meanwhile, Leonid continued to rub and press her sensitively heated cl*toris.

“Don’t hold back, Katia.”

He was now calling her by name. Leonid’s other hand approached her lips, and his fingers firmly pulled her lower lip down. The moment Katia stopped shaking her head and closed her lips, his fingers pressed firmly on the small, er*ect nub.

“Ah!”

As she cried out, unable to suppress the sound, two of his fingers slipped into her mouth.

“Ah, ah, mm! Mmm… ah.”

“I want to hear your voice. So don’t close your mouth.”

“Ah, ah! Ahh…!”

Overwhelmed by the rushing pleasure, Katia trembled as if in convulsions. She felt warm liquid surge from deep inside her body. The fluids were already overflowing, soaking her groin. Naturally, Leonid’s hand followed the trail of moisture. His fingers rubbed the wet entrance of her v*gina, then plunged inside. His long, thick fingers penetrated her narrow interior without resistance.

“Ah…!”

“Katia.”

Leonid’s voice whispered dangerously into Katia’s ear as he leaned over her.

“I’ll do as you wish.”

“Ah, ah!”

With a squelching sound, the number of fingers inside her increased to two. His fingers explored her inner walls, pressing and probing for the spots she would feel the most.

Katia whimpered, lifting her hips to meet his fingers. She couldn’t think of anything. What did she want? She didn’t know. Right now, she just wanted the burning fire inside her to be extinguished. No, she wanted this fire to consume her entirely. So she really knew nothing.

She just wanted this man, who was stirring and shaking her body, to mess her up completely. Leonid slowly withdrew his hand from her mouth, allowing her to speak. In a daze, Katia mumbled.

“I don’t know… just do something, please…!”

“I thought you were smart and knew everything, Aide Evlaine, but maybe not.”

His leisurely fingers teased her, making a squelching sound as they moved in and out. Katia whimpered, twisting her hips. She needed something bigger and hotter than fingers. Boldly, or rather instinctively, she lowered her trembling hand to grasp Leonid’s trousers.

There, she found what she wanted—something large and hot. As her hand brushed over it, Leonid growled, ducking his head. His face twisted, caught off guard by the unexpected move.

“Hurry, put it in…”

“…Damn it.”

Leonid realized he had lost to Katia. His hands hastily pulled down his trousers, revealing the massive, desire-filled manhood that had been restrained beneath his clothes. He grabbed Katia’s thigh and lifted it. Her legs spread wide, and her skirt rode up over her waist. Her glistening, wet womanhood was fully exposed before Leonid.

He grasped his p*nis with one hand and brought the head to the twitching entrance between Katia’s legs. The entrance seemed to pulse, as if eagerly waiting to draw in the gl*ns. He couldn’t help but curse inwardly. Suppressing the urge to plunge into her immediately, Leonid asked her.

“Do you really want this?”

When he asked again, her blazing gray eyes fixed on him. Katia, with reddened eyes glaring at him, looked so enticing that Leonid felt his already er*ect member swell further. Seeing him grin, Katia spoke again.

“I told you to put it in, Captain.”

“If you call me Leonid, I’ll do it.”

Katia hesitated, as if never having considered such a thing, then muttered something barely audible. Leonid almost burst out laughing, realizing it was a curse. Katia had never uttered such harsh words before; she was a model of propriety. She must have been quite upset at his teasing.

“Le… Leonid.”

Her heart pounded loudly as if it were about to drop. Leonid gritted his teeth and pushed his massive organ into her. Her inner walls embraced and pulled at his smoothly entering shaft as if welcoming it.