Natalya’s hips rolled against mine, her body moving in slow, teasing circles that made my cock throb painfully beneath her. Her face was flushed, her breath coming in short, uneven gasps, but she kept her expression defiant, arrogant, like she was in complete control. Yet, I could hear the uncertainty in her thoughts, the flicker of insecurity beneath her bold facade.
[Am I doing it right?] Her mind raced, her confidence wavering. [I don’t want Viper to think I’m clumsy... I don’t want him to know I’m still a virgin... What if he laughs at me?]
Her thoughts flickered, her mind searching for what to do next. [In those porn movies... those women always show their tits first... and the men go crazy for them...]
Her eyes locked onto mine, her gaze hesitant but hungry, her thoughts betraying her excitement—and her shame. [Will Viper lose control if I show him? Will he like it? God, I’m so nervous... but I want him so bad...]
I could see the internal struggle in her eyes—the fierce, dominant woman she wanted to be, and the inexperienced, vulnerable girl she was afraid to reveal. My heart ached for her, but my body burned with need, my cock straining against my pajamas, desperate for her touch.
Then, with a sudden burst of boldness, Natalya reached behind her and unclasped her bra, letting the straps slide down her arms. The black lace fell away, revealing her perfect, full breasts, her nipples already hard and aching with arousal. She bit her lip, her breath hitching as she watched my reaction, her thoughts a whirlwind of nerves and desire.
[Oh God... He’s staring... Does he like what he sees?]
I didn’t move. Not yet. I let my gaze linger, my hunger obvious, but my touch controlled. I wanted her to lead, to feel empowered, not rushed.
Then, with a sudden, bold motion, Natalya grabbed her breasts, lifting them slightly before pressing them together and slapping them against my face, her nipples brushing against my lips.
"Suck them," she demanded, her voice husky and desperate, but laced with the arrogance she clung to. "I want to feel your mouth on me, Viper."
I didn’t hesitate.
My hands shot up, gripping her full, heavy tits, my thumbs brushing over her hard nipples before I pulled her down, my mouth closing around one tight bud. I sucked hard, my tongue swirling around her nipple, my teeth grazing it just enough to make her gasp.
"Fuck—!" Natalya moaned, her fingers tangling in my hair, her body arching into me. "Yes—just like that, Viper! Bite them—"
I obeyed, my teeth nipping at her nipple before soothing the sting with my tongue. She whimpered, her hips grinding against me, her wet panties rubbing against my cock through the thin fabric of my pajamas.
"You like that, Boss?" I growled against her skin, my voice rough with lust. "You like when I suck your tits like a hungry animal?"
"Yes—!" she gasped, her voice breathy and needy. "Don’t stop—oh God, Viper, don’t fucking stop—"
I switched to her other nipple, my mouth devouring it, my hands kneading her breasts, my fingers pinching and rolling her sensitive buds. Natalya’s moans filled the room, her body trembling, her thoughts a mess of pleasure and shock.
[Oh my God—it feels so good—better than I imagined—his mouth is so hot—]
Natalya’s breath hitched as I continued to mash and knead her heavy tits, my palms squeezing, my thumbs rolling over her hard, aching nipples until she was nothing but a trembling, moaning mess beneath me. Her fingers clenched in my hair, her hips grinding against me with desperate, needy movements, her body aching for more.
"Viper—I need more—please, I need—" she gasped, her voice breathy and raw, her thoughts a whirlwind of lust and curiosity.
Then, with a sudden boldness, her hand slid down between us, her fingers wrapping around my throbbing cock through my pajamas. "Oh!" she breathed, her eyes widening as she felt me—harder than ever, thicker, pulsing with need. "Are you excited just by these?" she teased, her voice husky and amused, though her thoughts betrayed her shock and excitement.
[OMG!! He is so hard.... even harder than he was at the hospital! And it’s gotten thicker... I can’t stop now.... He looks so cute like this....]
But then, she hesitated, pulling back slightly, her expression conflicted. [He looks sodisappointed... Should I give him my pussy? But it will really hurt....]
I could see the internal struggle in her eyes, the way her desire warred with her fear. I wanted to ease her into it, to make her feel safe and wanted—not rushed.
"Boss..." I murmured, my voice rough with need, my lips brushing against her collarbone. "I want to taste you."
Natalya’s face flushed deep crimson, her fingers stilling against my chest. "Why...?" she stammered, her voice shy and uncertain. "I’m fine like this..."
Her thoughts raced, wild and nervous. [I might cum right away.... if he touched me there...]
I cupped her face, my thumb brushing over her bottom lip. "Boss... in the hospital, you helped me," I reminded her, my voice soft but insistent. "I also want to taste you.... please..."
Natalya’s breath hitched, her dark eyes searching mine, her thoughts a mess of excitement and hesitation. Then, finally, she nodded, her voice barely above a whisper. "Fine... but don’t move too much. Otherwise, your wound might hurt..."
I adjusted myself, sitting up with my back supported by the bedrest, my cock aching with anticipation. "Boss... stand up and spread your legs," I instructed, my voice low and commanding. "Move closer to my face... so it won’t hurt me."
Natalya stood before me, her legs slightly trembling as she spread them wider, the damp black lace of her panties clinging to her swollen, dripping pussy. The scent of her arousal was intoxicating, thick and sweet, filling the air between us. Her face was flushed crimson, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps as she watched me, her fingers twisting nervously in the sheets beside my head.
"V-Viper..." she stammered, her voice shaky and breathless, her thoughts a whirlwind of embarrassment and desire.[Oh God... he’s really going to do it... right here... right now... What if I taste bad? What if I cum too fast?]
I didn’t give her time to overthink.
I leaned in, my nose pressing against the damp fabric of her panties, inhaling deeply. The sweet, musky scent of her arousal filled my lungs, making my cock throb painfully against my pajamas. "Mmm... Boss," I groaned, my voice muffled against her pussy, "you smell so fucking good."