As Cassian's finger slid into Violetta's dripping pussy, she moaned wantonly into his mouth, the sound muffled by his lips pressed against hers. Her nails dug into the hard muscle of his back, leaving crescent-shaped marks in his skin as she clung to him, her body arching off to press her heaving breasts flush against his bare chest. The sensation of his finger sliding slowly, teasingly inside her tight, clutching walls drew a guttural moan from her throat, her inner muscles fluttering and squeezing around the invading digit.
Cassian swallowed her moan, his own breathing growing heavier as he slowly, teasingly thrust his finger in and out of Violetta's soaked pussy. He didn't plunge deep, instead keeping his thrusts shallow and measured, his fingertip grazing against that sensitive spot deep inside her with each pass. The obscene sound of her arousal filled the room, the slick, wet noises of Cassian's finger pumping in and out of her greedy cunt mingling with their ragged breaths and the creaking of the desk beneath them.
Cassian's thumb found her clit, circling and rubbing the sensitive nub in time with the slow, sensual thrusts of his finger. Violetta's hips bucked and writhed beneath him, her body undulating with a mindless, desperate need for more. She could feel the pleasure building inside her, a tight coil of tension that wound tighter and tighter with each brush of Cassian's finger against that magical spot within her.
"Cassian," Violetta gasped, tearing her mouth away from his to bury her face in the crook of his neck, her hot breath puffing against his skin. "Please, I need..." She couldn't finish the thought, couldn't bring herself to voice the desperate, wanton plea that hovered on the tip of her tongue. But Cassian seemed to understand, seemed to know exactly what she needed as he increased the pace of his thrusts, his finger plunging a little deeper, a little harder, as his thumb rubbed faster, more insistently against her aching clit.
Violetta's body tensed, her back arching sharply as the pleasure cresting inside her finally peaked. A strangled cry tore from her throat as she came undone, her pussy clenching and spasming around Cassian's finger, a fresh flood of arousal gushing out to coat his hand and drip down onto the desk below. Violetta's thighs trembled and quaked, her hips bucking wildly as she rode out the intense waves of her climax, her inner muscles fluttering and grasping at the invading digit as if trying to pull it deeper inside her.
As Violetta slowly floated down from her high, her chest heaving and her skin flushed and dewy, Cassian withdrew his finger from her still-spasming pussy. He brought it to his lips, making a show of licking her essence from the digit, his tongue swirling around it as he savored her tangy, musky flavor. "Mmm," Cassian murmured, his voice a low, appreciative rumble. "How many times have you come already?"
Violetta, still struggling to catch her breath, shook her head and let out a breathless, disbelieving laugh. "I...I lost count after ten," she admitted, a pretty blush coloring her cheeks. "And all but the last one were thanks to your wicked mouth." She reached up, cupping Cassian's cheek and gazing at him with hooded, desire-darkened eyes. "I need you inside me now, Cassian. Please, I can't wait any longer."
Cassian captured her hand, turning his head to press a kiss to her palm before he threaded their fingers together. He smiled at her, a slow, sensual curve of his lips that made Violetta's core clench with anticipation. "Patience," he murmured, his voice a low, soothing rumble. "I need to warm you up first, to make sure you're wet and ready for me. I don't want to hurt you when I finally sink inside your tight, perfect little cunt."
Violetta pouted, her lush lower lip jutting out as she gazed up at Cassian with a mix of longing and frustration in her violet eyes. "But how long will that take?" she asked, a slight whine creeping into her voice. "I feel like I've been dripping and aching for you for hours already." She squirmed beneath him, the movement causing her thighs to part just a little more, giving Cassian an even more tantalizing view of her glistening, swollen folds.
Cassian chuckled, a low, rich sound that sent shivers down Violetta's spine. "I don't know," he admitted, his smile turning playful and teasing. "But I need you to trust me, Violetta. I promise, I'll take good care of you." He leaned down to press a tender kiss to her forehead, his lips lingering against her skin for a long, heartfelt moment.
Violetta blushed hotly, a fierce ache pulsing through her core at the thought of being at Cassian's mercy, of allowing him to take his time with her, to tease and torment her until she was dripping and desperate and begging for his cock. She couldn't bring herself to meet his gaze, too embarrassed by the intensity of her own need, but she nodded jerkily, giving him the silent permission he sought.
Slowly, gently, Cassian began to work two fingers inside Violetta's dripping pussy, the slick walls parting easily to welcome him inside. He was ever so gentle, his touch feather-light and tender as he slowly, carefully thrust his fingers in and out of her tight, clutching heat. Violetta gasped, her hips rocking up to meet his hand, seeking more of the delicious friction that only he could give her.
Cassian's fingers curled inside her, his fingertips brushing against that sensitive spot deep within her with each measured thrust. Violetta's moans grew louder, more wanton, as Cassian worked her pussy with a skill and finesse that left her breathless and aching for more. His other hand slid up her body, cupping and kneading the soft, pillowy flesh of her breasts, his thumbs and fingers plucking and teasing her nipples until they were stiff, aching points.
Cassian's fingers pumped steadily in and out of Violetta's dripping cunt, her slick arousal allowing for an easy, almost effortless glide. He maintained a gentle, almost sensual pace, not rushing despite Violetta's increasingly desperate moans and whimpers. With each thrust, a fresh gush of her arousal coated his digits and dripped down onto the desk below, he pressed his fingers a bit deeper, stretching her slowly, preparing her for the girth of his cock. As he fingered her, Cassian leaned down and captured one of Violetta's stiff nipples between his lips, suckling and laving the sensitive bud with his tongue.
"Cassian," she whimpered, tangling her fingers in his hair as he lavished attention on her breasts. "That feels...oh god..." Her words dissolved into a strangled moan as Cassian's fingers pressed against her G-spot, a jolt of pleasure shooting through her core.
Emboldened by her response, Cassian pressed a third finger inside Violetta's dripping pussy, stretching her even further as he curled and scissored his digits, stroking along her inner walls. He could feel her muscles fluttering and clenching around him, gripping his fingers like a velvet vise.
He could feel her arousal dripping down his wrist, her juices smearing across his skin as he worked her closer to another peak. Violetta's thighs trembled and quaked, her body undulating with a mindless, desperate need for release. Cassian could feel the heat radiating off her skin, could see the flush of arousal painting her flesh a pretty pink. He released her nipple with a wet pop, blowing cool air across the damp, stiff peak before leaning up to murmur in Violetta's ear. "Come quickly, then, I promise to give you what you crave."
Violetta's blush deepened at Cassian's heated words, a fierce ache pulsing through her core as she clung to him, her nails digging into the hard muscle of his back. "Then," she whimpered, her voice high and breathy with desperation. "What are you waiting for? Hurry!"
Her hips bucked and writhed beneath him, grinding her dripping cunt against his hand, coating his fingers with her slick arousal. The obscene sound of her juices squelching and dripping filled the room, mingling with their ragged breaths and the creaking of the desk under their combined weight. Violetta could feel the pleasure building inside her, a tight coil of tension that wound tighter and tighter with each thrust of Cassian's fingers, each brush of his thumb against her aching clit.
Cassian's other hand slid down her body, his fingers dipping teasingly between her ass cheeks before pressing against the tight, puckered entrance of her asshole. Violetta gasped, her body tensing for a moment before relaxing, allowing Cassian's finger to slip inside her most intimate hole. He pumped it slowly, gently, in time with the thrusts of his fingers in her dripping cunt, the dual stimulation pushing Violetta closer and closer to the edge of ecstasy.