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I never want tonight to end.
Chapter Four
Khristian
I can smell her arousal and it almost sends me over the edge.
This woman is even more decadent than I ever imagined possible.
I move my hands to my belt and unbuckle myself, leaving my zipper up. My dick is begging to be let out, but this is about her not me.
If she ever found out I’m not really an escort — that I’m the goddamn owner and I did this because I have to have her — I’m not all that sure she’d be so understanding.
But she’ll never know. This is only tonight… even as I think the words, I mock myself.
I know my obsession with this woman is just beginning.
I pull her panties to the side and spread her legs wider. She’s bare for me, and so fucking pretty. I glance up as she watches me, her eyes hooded as she pants rapidly.
She’s the epitome of perfection.
Her tits are perky, not too big or too small. I could worship them for days. Her curves, however, those do something to me that I know is going to end with me taking her roughly. I need to bury myself so deep inside her, that I forget about everything else that’s going on.
I blow against her glistening pussy as her breath hitches again. She’s dying for me to touch her, to lick her, to suck her. And I plan on doing all those things.
“My name,” I tell her abruptly. “I want you to call my name when you come on my tongue, Krasavitsa.”
She pants as I dip my head and run my tongue through her center. She cries out and I smile to myself.
“Yes,” she breathes.
I love pussy, and I wasn’t kidding when I said I love to please. My cock is so hard in my pants that I can feel myself leaking. I haven't been this turned on in oh, so long.
While I want to find out more about her, we both need this first. Talking can come later.
I swipe again, enjoying her taste as she wriggles back against the cushions. I yank her forward, pulling one leg, then the other over my shoulders so my face is pressed up against her. At this angle, I can see everything. I suck her clit into my mouth as she groans, her hands gripping the cushions either side of her. I begin the slow process of teasing her, knowing that she’s already so close to orgasm.
“Does my Krasavitsa want to come?”
“Yes!” she cries when I suck one labia, then the other and swipe my tongue all the way through, back to front.
I thrust my tongue inside her as she makes a sound that will be embedded into my brain forever. I almost come in my pants.
She grips my head to the point where it’s painful, grinding her pussy against my face.
“Not yet,” I warn. “No.”
“I can’t… Khristian… I’m coming…”
She makes a glorious sound as she orgasms, my tongue fucking her tight little hole as her clit grinds against me and I move my hand to my pants to unzip and adjust myself.
Keep your cock inside your briefs. At least for now.
This can’t be over quickly. It’s not what she wants. She wants to be adored. Worshiped. Pleasured. And I have all fucking night to do it.
I tsk. “Naughty girl,” I admonish. “And I told you to call my name when you came. You didn’t.”
When our eyes meet, she’s staring down at me and I’m pleased to see she’s red-faced and panting. I let her legs drop from my shoulders and pull her dress off and discard it, along with her panties. Leaving her in her bra and high heels.
