Chapter197 Gonna suck you off

Chapter197 Gonna suck you off
Aliya POV
I looked at Nikolai, the words heavy on my tongue. "I don't want to give love another chance."
"But looking at you," I continued, my voice barely above a whisper, "I'm willing to give you a chance. Even though I don't want to believe in love anymore, I still want to believe in you."
Nikolai’s eyes lit up like stars.
"I accept your proposal," I said, my heart pounding. "Let's get married."
Nikolai's face broke into pure elation. Without hesitation, he swept me into his arms, pulling me against him so tightly I could barely breathe. Under the canopy of brilliant stars, he kissed me with a passion that made my knees weak and my heart race.
When we finally broke apart, both of us were breathing heavily. Nikolai rested his forehead against mine, his eyes closed as if he was trying to memorize this moment.
"You have no idea how happy you've made me," he whispered against my lips.
I turned to look at the stars, trying to calm my racing heart, but then I felt him press against my back
His breath hot against my neck, the heat of him cutting through the cool mountain air.
“Goddamn, Aliya, you’re fucking gorgeous,” he whispered, his lips brushing my earlobe, teeth grazing just enough to make my skin prickle.
I felt his hand move, quick and confident, as he reached around and unhooked my bra with one smooth flick.
My sundress was already slipping, the thin straps sliding down my shoulders, and he tugged it off, letting it crumple onto the deck. My breasts bounced free.
I didn’t say much, just gave him a slow, teasing smile and dropped to my knees on the smooth wooden planks.
The resort was quiet, the other guests probably soaking in the springs or tucked away in their rooms. Up here, it was just us, the stars overhead, and the faint steam rising from below.
My hands went to his jeans, fingers pulling at the zipper with a soft rasp. I tugged them open, freeing his cock, and wrapped my hand around it. It was warm, hard, pulsing under my touch.
I gave it a slow stroke, feeling him twitch, and Nikolai let out a groan that sent a jolt through me.
“Fuck, Aliya, what’re you doing to me?” he said, his voice rough, almost like he was fighting to keep it together.
I tilted my head up, meeting his gaze, and grinned. “Gonna suck you off,” I said.
“Open your mouth,” he said, his tone dropping, more commanding now. I parted my lips and leaned in, taking him in slowly, my tongue sliding along him as I got used to his size.
He was big and when he pushed deeper, it hit the back of my throat.
I gagged, coughing a little, my eyes watering as I pulled back to catch my breath.
“Easy, babe,” Nikolai said, his hand settling on the back of my head, fingers threading through my hair. “Just go faster, yeah? You got this.”
I nodded, blinking away the sting in my eyes, and went back to it, moving quicker. My lips glided over him, tongue working the underside as I found a rhythm.
His groans grew louder, rougher, and his fingers tightened in my hair, guiding me, urging me on.
My free hand slid down, slipping beneath the hem of my panties, finding the slickness there.
I was already soaked, and when my fingers brushed my clit, I moaned around him, the vibration making him curse under his breath. I started rubbing myself, slow circles that matched the rhythm of my mouth on him.
The pleasure was sharp, building fast, and it made my head spin. Here I was, kneeling on a rooftop at a hot spring resort, with Nikolai’s cock in my mouth and my own fingers driving me wild.
“Jesus, Aliya,” he muttered, voice like gravel. His hands moved to my chest, cupping my breasts, squeezing them as he rocked his hips.
His thumbs grazed my nipples, sending a jolt through me, and I gasped, the sound muffled. He was moving faster now, fucking my mouth, and I could feel drool slipping down my chin, mixing with the sweat and heat.
My fingers moved quicker too, rubbing harder, and I was so close to losing it, my whole body trembling with need.
It was messy, intense, and I was drowning in it.
Nikolai’s breathing got jagged, and I knew he was close. He swore again, low and rough, and then he pulled out, fast.
Before I could react, he came, hot and thick across my face. My own orgasm hit at the same time, a wave of pleasure that made my thighs shake, my body pulsing as I knelt there, naked, my face streaked with him, my own release leaving me shaky and breathless.
“Fuck,” he said, catching his breath.
He reached down, grabbing my arms and pulling me up. My legs were wobbly, but he didn’t give me time to recover.
He pushed me back, guiding me down onto the wooden deck. The planks were cool against my skin, a sharp contrast to the heat of his body as he moved over me.
He slid inside, slow at first, and I moaned, loud enough that I was glad we were alone up here. He filled me completely, stretching me in a way that made my head tip back, my eyes fluttering shut.
Nikolai groaned, his hands gripping my hips as he started to move. “Goddamn, Aliya,” he said, his voice low and rough. “How the hell are you still this tight? I could fuck you all night and you’d still feel like this.”
I was so wet it was almost embarrassing, my body responding to him like it couldn’t get enough. He slapped my cheek lightly, just enough to get my attention. “You good?” he asked, his eyes locked on mine, checking in even as he kept moving.
“Yeah,” I managed, my voice shaky, barely holding together. “Fuck, yeah, I’m good.”
His thrusts got harder, faster, and I was lost in it, my body arching to meet him.
Every thrust pushed me closer to the edge, my nerves buzzing, pleasure building relentless and overwhelming. I was leaking, my thighs slick, my body trembling as another orgasm built.
I was barely holding on, my moans turning into gasps, my hands scrabbling at the deck for something to grip.
Nikolai was relentless, his hands moving from my hips to my breasts, my thighs, like he couldn’t get enough of me. His breathing was heavy, his groans mixing with mine, and I could tell he was close again.
The way he moved, the way he looked at me, it was like he owned me, and I was letting him. My body was his, and I was caught in the rhythm of it.
I came again, hard, my vision blurring as my body clenched around him. It was like a tidal wave, pulling me under, and I was shaking, gasping, my hands clawing at the deck.
Nikolai groaned, his thrusts stuttering, and then I felt it,his semen, hot and deep inside me, filling me as he let go.