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He drags his tongue over my clit, and I nearly arch off the bed. He circles his lips over me, sucking and flicking his tongue until I’m rolling against his face.
“Yakov,” I beg, fisting the comforter. “Yakov, I need—I’m going to?—”
Suddenly, he’s gone.
The vibration is gone and Yakov is standing over me, a feral look in his eyes. “No, you aren’t. Not yet.”
I know what he wants. He doesn’t need to say it.
I slide off the bed and drop to my knees in front of him. His cock springs free when I unzip his pants, and I take him in my mouth like I’m starving for him.
Which, you know… I am.
There’s a needy pulse between my legs that he put there. I know he’ll take care of it later, again and again. That’s what Yakov does. He takes care of me.
I slide him deep into my mouth, my cheeks hollowing around him. His fingers tangle in my hair as he groans.
“This mouth is mine.” He thrusts between my lips, pressing deeper and deeper. He grunts out a low curse and pulls back.
I wrap my hand around him, stroking him roughly. “Does that make this cock mine?”
He smooths my hair away from my forehead, grabbing a fistful so he can arch my neck. “What’s mine is yours, solnyshka.”
He thrusts into my mouth until my eyes water. Until the only thing keeping me upright is his hand in my hair. And I love it.
I love it even more when his breathing goes ragged and his thighs clench. When I know he’s on the edge because of me. I speed up, sucking and working my hand around his base.
“Fuck.” His hand tightens in my hair. “Luna.”
I squeeze his thigh, wordlessly telling him, It’s okay. I want this. Please.
He’s been so careful with me since I got pregnant. I want to feel him lose control. I want to know I was the one to take him there.
His hips stutter once and then he’s spilling into my mouth. He holds my head with both hands as I swallow and suck and drink him down.
When he’s finished, he lays me back on the bed. He brushes his thumb over my lip and slips it into my mouth, cleaning me up. His eyes are nearly black.
“Did I do good?” I whisper.
He shakes his head. “No, Luna. You didn’t.”
I frown, confused. “But?—”
He curls his hand over my panties and then slips his finger inside of me. “I was supposed to come in here. I was supposed to finish inside of you. But you distracted me with that fucking mouth of yours.”
I bite back a smile. “I’m sorry.”
“No, you aren’t.” He arches a brow, looking me over. “But you will be.”
Yakov rips my panties and shoves the negligée up over my breasts. His mouth clamps down on my nipple as he drives two fingers into me.
He grabs for something over my head and a second later, the cool gold of the vibrator is pressed against my clit. I arch off the bed as it roars to life, but Yakov stays with me. He curls his fingers inside of me and holds the vibrator close, relentless even as I fight and squirm.
“Wait!” I pant, squeezing my thighs together even though it does no good. Yakov is everywhere. “I want you inside of me. I want?—”
“This is about what I want right now,” he scolds, his jaw clenched. “And I want you to come for me like my perfect little slut. Hard.”
With another curl of his fingers inside of me, I do as he says. I don’t have a choice.
