Oh god, she was driving him so wild!  Every time she moaned his name, Nikolai shuddered in delight.  Somehow, it felt as if each utterance was physically caressing his burning body.  She wanted him.  Needed him.  That was the way it should always be -- Lilith wanting him, needing him, begging for more from him.  And he would give her everything in his power to give.<br/><br/>As her cries grew louder, he knew the end was approaching.  Part of Nikolai desperately wanted to mount Lilith, to be inside her when she climaxed, to feel her body thrashing and pounding against his.  But she’d spent her life being used by others for their own pleasure.  She deserved something that was just for her.  Besides, Nikolai suspected that his patient  might still be too weak to withstand the full force of his passion.  He was generously endowed -- even with her as worked up as she was now, it would have been a tight fit.  And no matter how much he wanted to be gentle and careful with her, he couldn’t guarantee what might happen once he was being driven by the rising frenzy of his own approaching climax.<br/><br/>“Let it happen,” Nikolai urged, his voice thick with arousal and desire.  Pushing a third finger up inside Lilith, he really began to pump her, pushing her toward climax.  “My beautiful, wonderful Lili.  Let me watch you come.”  Hungrily, his eyes slid over her pale body, wanting to devour every detail when the moment arrived.