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With her, she makes me want to tell her everything. Why I hate myself and why I can’t commit. The fear I have of losing the ones I love the most is my everyday waking reality. It’s my biggest hang up and I wish I could take it away. But taking it away would mean erasing Nina. And I would never want to do that.
“Fuck, Krasavitsa, you’re so tight,” I mutter, thrusting at the end. She jolts with each thrust, a small whelp leaving her perfect lips every time I do it.
I asked her what would please her, and she told me seeing me on top of her turned her on the most. I literally couldn’t give a fuck how I have her, as long as I do. One of these days I will tie her to my bed, but that won’t be tonight.
“I love how you make me feel,” she groans. “You fill me so full, Mr. Petrov.”
My body tightens, ready to explode, but this is about her pleasure.
“Don’t come yet,” I warn.
“But…”
“Hold on for me, squeeze my cock, my little rose.”
“Oh, I can’t hold on…”
“Try,” I encourage. “That’s it, baby, how good do we fit together?”
“So good,” she moans.
I reach to squeeze her breast, earning me another sexy moan and then I say, “You can come now. Let me feel you come on my cock.”
I buck into her harder, but at the same pace, my thumb moving to her clit and in a matter of seconds she’s crying out, “Mr. Petrov.”
I love the control being a pleasure Dom gives me. I could do this for hours.
“Does my little rose like her boss’ dick inside her?”
“Yes.” Her pants warm my heart.
“You’re so wet for me.”
“I need you to come, too.”
I smirk. “You like watching my pleasure, my darling?”
She nods.
I wag a finger at her. “Not right now. I’ve so much more I need to do to you.”
I pull out and reach for the pillow. I shove it under her ass and it lifts her hips. My hands reach down to the mattress, either side of her head.
I slide back in and I hiss, watching her perfect, pink pussy.
“Come again. Now.”
She cries out as I pump her agonizingly slow, my thrusts a little harder.
I love how I can control her pleasure. That’s what gives me the most joy in all of this.
I move onto my knees, holding her ankles over my shoulder. I need to be so deep.
“Again.”
“Oh, god.”
I smile — less than thirty seconds since her last orgasm and she’s off again. I love how I do this to her.
