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He smiles and leans up, pressing his lips gently against mine. “This is nice. I’m sorry it’s not perfect.”
“What are you talking about? I’ve never felt anything more perfect… ever.”
His giant arm wraps around me and he kisses my face over and over before cupping my breast and leaning into my neck.
“I need you, Sergei. Like right now.” I swallow hard and stare at him, desperate for him to go back to ordering me around. I like him in his element, telling me to bend over to take my spankings.
He nods. “Ah, so you like it rough?”
“Not with anyone else. Only with you.”
“Why me?”
“It’s who you are, rough and wild. You… I want all of it.”
He growls under his breath and stares at me, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear before he says, “So you want me to tell you to get on your knees and suck my cock like a good little girl, even though we’re in this shitty little shed?”
I swallow hard, my clit throbbing, my panties soaked. “Yes,” I whisper.
His face remains stoic. “Okay.” He stands and leans against the flimsy wall blocking the wind that pushes through the cracks. “Get on your knees, little one. Suck my cock, hard. I want to watch.”
My pussy swells as I kneel before him and pull his goliath cock from within his jeans.
I stroke it in my hand a few times before licking his balls and dragging my tongue up the shaft.
He shivers. “Good little girl. Yes.”
The praise is what I need to keep going. Wrapping my hand around his cock as best I can, I lower my mouth and suck hard, working my rhythm fast and then slow. I cup my other hand around his balls and apply some pressure.
He’s patient for a while, then his big hands dig into my hair, and he works my head against his cock to the speed that pleases him. “Moan on it. Moan on my cock, little girl.”
My moan turns into a gag, but that doesn’t seem to bother him. In fact, I think he likes it. I taste the salty pre-come spilling from his dick.
I want more.
My pulse thuds as he thumps into my mouth and pulls out with a pop.
“Climb up on that box, little one, and bend forward. Tell me what you think about when you touch yourself.”
My pussy throbs. I could come right here and now, just listening to him talk. I do as he’s asked and climb up onto the box, crunching down the cardboard as I kneel forward, presenting myself to him like a hungry, little lioness, dripping with need.
He palms over my panties and rubs my clit through the fabric for a moment, before pulling them to the side and edging his giant dick toward my entrance.
I’ve thought about what this would be like for years, and oddly enough it went just like this. I knew sex with Sergei wouldn’t be flower petals and champagne.
That’s not what I want.
I want this.
I want, spur of the moment, has to have it, bend me over, fuck me hard, rough, wild, sex.
His rough hands dig into my hips as he slides inside. He’s so hard. “You’re tight, little one. Fucking hell.”
I sigh and squeeze my eyes closed as he stretches me wide and fills me up. How did I not realize the emptiness I was feeling until now?
“Tell me what you think about when you’re rubbing that swollen clit,” he growls out again.
I grip hold of a random handle. I think it’s a mop, but there are a lot of random things in here. “I, ugh, I imagined you like this… behind me,” I pant. “Your teeth on my skin.”
