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I glance down and notice the giant bulge in his pants and my eyes go wide. At least I’m turning him on as much as he is me… that’s something, right?
He fondles my tits, growing impatient as he rips my bra down and moves his mouth to my other, erect nipple.
I move my hands into his hair, enjoying the softness and I feel his rumbling murmur vibrate against me. I watch as he sucks on my nipple, fondling my other breast as his eyes flick up to mine and my heart just about jumps out of my chest.
His hand slips further between my legs, resting just at the apex of my thighs.
“What do you want, Krasavitsa?” he mutters.
“Touch me, Khristian.” I love his name, and the way his eyes become hooded when I speak it, sends a shiver down my spine.
His eyes heat once more. “Call me that, when I make you come, understand?”
I nod. He smiles, his tongue snaking out to lick my nipple. “Where do you want me to touch you?”
I widen my legs. “Here.”
His lips dance with mischief. “Say it.”
Oh god, can I? I don’t know how to talk dirty…
“My pussy,” I breathe.
Triumphant, he grins as I feel his fingers brush over my sex. “Good girl. So wet, I can feel you soaking your panties.”
I bite down on my lip, needing him everywhere.
With my tits hanging out and him still fondling me, I gasp when he slides my panties aside and runs one finger through my wet heat. I am soaking wet. All for him.
“Oh,” I moan.
“That’s it, my good girl. Do you see how hard you make me?”
My eyes switch south again as I see him hard in his pants. I want to touch him… I reach one hand to his knee and squeeze it, working my palm up his thigh. Finally, I cup him and he hisses.
Oh god. Of course Khristian is big. Like everything else about him. Did I really expect anything less? I run my other hand up his shirt as I try to unbutton him and he chuckles, not helping me. I leave his dick for a moment and just as I’m about to undo the next button he says, “Rip it off my body. I’m yours, my little rose.”
His nicknames for me have me feeling giddy.
My eyes meet his and I’m sure a whimper leaves my throat. I pull on his loose tie until it slides off. It’s so sexy. I place it around my neck instead, it dangles between my breasts as he watches me. His eyes dance as I hold his shirt with both hands and then tug it open.
Buttons go flying everywhere as I gasp at the same time he chuckles.
I push it over his shoulders and he helps with the rest.
My eyes heat when I see his chest. He’s solid. Muscled. And so damn sexy.
He has a small smattering of hair on his chest. I run my hands over his pecs, unable to stop staring at the perfection beneath my palms.
His finger still rubs through my pussy, teasing me but not penetrating. He teases, then stops. I know he’s depriving me and it’s making me so hot.
“Now,” he says, his ministrations driving me insane. “Now may be a good time to discuss one of your wishes.”
My eyes go wide as he slips off the couch and spreads my legs, hitching my dress up to my waist. I gasp when he settles his head between my legs.
I guess he is here to give me what I want, and I want his mouth on me.
He stares up at me as I stare back. Half-naked with my pussy about to be devoured by his glorious mouth.
