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I cry out when he runs his thumb up my lubed up ass. Oh, god.

He loves taking my ass, and I’ve grown to love it too.

He moves the pink dildo in and out of me, groaning when my breath hitches.

“Oh,” I cry. The stimulation he gives me is overkill. And he knows it.

“Come for me,” he says in his smooth Russian accent.

I grind against the throbbing wand pressed against my clit and I go off like a firecracker. Cursing and yelling his name. It’s so much more sensitive when I can’t touch him.

He spreads my legs even wider. He pulls out the dildo and replaces it with his tongue, tasting me as I moan like his little whore.

“My baby is so wet,” he whispers against my tender flesh. “Do you want your boss’s dick in your ass?”

“Yes,” I hiss. “Mr. Petrov, I need it…” He loves it when I beg.

He fingers me a couple of times, groaning when he slides his cock to the hilt, then pulls out, coating himself.

“Do you like riding that dildo, my little rose?”

I shake my head. “I like riding you.”

He bites one ass cheek and I yelp, then he shoves into me again, gripping one hip as I cry out.

He pushes in and out forcefully as I moan. “Come,” he commands, moving his hand to my clit. He continues to pump me until I’m crying, begging him, my release overwhelming me.

I’m starting to get tired and he knows. Pulling out of me he rubs his tip over my puckered hole and I try to sit back on him, since my legs are spread, there’s no chance and he chuckles.

“My eager little thing.”

I feel him release my ankles, one by one and I move up onto my knees.

He lines up behind me, fondling my tits as he whispers to me in Russian, my hands still bound.

Then he slides in and out of my ass, slowly at first until I’m making sounds that cause him to hiss and push all the way in. I cry out, the feeling so full as he pulls out. Then he does it again, asking how I am through gritted teeth.”

“So good,” I tell him.

He starts to quicken. I know he never lasts long like this because I’m so tight. And in three more successions, I’m seeing stars as we come together and he shoots his hot seed inside my ass as I groan his name on repeat.

He stills, then pulls out, reaching up to untie me as we flop onto the bed together.

“You’re a workout,” I pant as he chuckles into my hair.

“And you make me come too fast.”

“I forgive you.”

He bumps me with his hips and I laugh.

I want it to always be like this. Happy and playful, and with this smoldering man by my side, I know that nothing else could be sweeter.

“I can’t wait to make you my wife. We need to start planning the wedding.”

I smile against his skin as I kiss his knuckles. “We’ve been engaged for twenty-four hours, we have time,” I laugh.

He pulls me closer. “I want you to be my wife soon. This year.”

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