Page 120 of Mr. Petrov


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He pulls me off him, standing abruptly as he yanks me to his body and his mouth finds mine.

I sit back on the desk as he spreads me wide and pushes into me in one thrust.

I cry out as he starts to fuck me hard. I’ve been teasing him all night, telling him how much I want it.

“Don’t come,” he warns.

“But…”

We’ve only just discovered that I like orgasm denial; it makes the fireworks all that much brighter. But tonight, I need him.

“Look down at us, Imogen,” he growls. “Look how well your little pussy is taking me.”

I bite down on my lip, and as soon as I see his fat cock moving in and out of me, I come hard.

He thrusts in and out, riding me through it. “Naughty,” he admonishes. “My baby doesn’t listen to instructions very well.”

“I can’t help it,” I pant. “I need it hard.”

He smiles, rocking back and forth, in and out, his muscles strained as he barely holds onto his composure. I move to sit up, grabbing his ass as he speeds up.

“Oh,” I cry.

“Fuck, I’m not gonna last.” And he doesn’t. I cry out as he spurts his hot cum inside me in streams as I milk his cock, crying his name over and over.

When he stills finally, I’m folded against his chest as he kisses my hair. “My naughty little girl.”

“That was so good,” I pant.

He chuckles. “Every time you called me Mr. Petrov in that restaurant, I wanted to pull you into the nearest bathroom and fuck you senseless.”

I kiss his hot skin. “Such a romantic.”

He pulls back and cups my face. “Are you happy?”

I smile. “Yes. Very. Are you?”

He nods. “I’ve never felt like this before. I love you, Imogen. I’ll never stop worshiping you.”

I smile, feeling on top of the world. “I love you, too. And I love you worshiping me.”

“You look hot as fuck in that wreath.”

“I want to wear it for you always.”

He smiles against my mouth. “Let’s go home. I need to give you your real birthday present.”

I laugh, glancing down. He’s still in me; something he still loves to do after we have sex, and when I’m asleep.

“I thought that was it?”

He shakes his head. “And you think you know me? I’m glad I’ve given you the day off tomorrow. You’re going to need it.”

“Uh, oh.”

He lifts me and I wrap my legs around him. “But maybe we need to go another round.” He sits down on his large, leather chair and I unhook my legs as I straddle him. “One for the road?”

I kiss his lips. “Best birthday present ever.”

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