He pushed inside me slowly, inch by thick inch, and the world narrowed to just this — the stretch, the fullness, the way my body opened for him like it had been waiting for this exact moment.

I gasped, my fingers digging into his shoulders as he filled me. Viktor was big. Thicker than I’d expected, longer, the head of his cock pressing deep until I felt him in places I didn’t even know existed. The burn was sharp at first, a delicious sting that made my breath catch, but then it melted into this deep, aching pleasure that had my toes curling against the sheets.

“Fuck, Yvonne,” he groaned,...