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“O-okay.”
When he moved to stand between her knees, she tried to bring them together, to hide herself, but he didn’t allow it.
“If you don’t like it, I’ll stop.” He stroked her thigh and the tension there eased.
She gasped when he kissed the inside of her knee. He pushed her legs apart, not relenting when she covered her eyes. A groan escaped him when he got an unimpeded view of her pussy and ass. They were so pretty he was tempted to grab his camera. Everything she owned was so tight that fitting his cock into her might be impossible without training her body to accept him first. But that was a challenge for another day.
He moved farther between her legs with each kiss, moving so slowly that she twisted and begged beneath him.
“Please, Sir!”
“Please, what?” He blew a stream of air over the tuft of red hair just above her pussy and nipped her hip bone.
“Stop? I don’t know.” She gasped for breath, then placed a staying hand on his shoulder. “I think I know what you’re going to do and I think it’s a bad idea. My cousin told me that sometimes girls let guys put their . . . parts in their mouth. I’m pretty sure that’s just in movies though. So if that’s what you were going to do to me, don’t. Just because you see something on TV doesn’t mean people do it in real life.”
Corruption fetishists everywhere would drool on themselves just listening to her talk. Teaching wasn’t normally his thing, but showing her what her body could do was fascinating. The last time he’d played with a virgin, he’d been one.
“P
eople do this, Varushka. It feels good. Let me show you.”
She sighed dramatically. “Fine. But when you hate it, don’t expect to cry on my shoulder. I warned you.” She lay back, her lips pursed, looking fully convinced they’d both regret what he was going to do.
This time he nipped his way up her thigh, then up the other, enjoying every astonished squeal. She was panting by the time he got the juncture of her thighs, and her legs were spread wide out of his way. He kissed the hollow between her leg and pussy, and when her hands crept into his hair he raised a brow at her.
“Hands flat on the table,” he barked.
She flinched, and did what she was told.
“First you don’t want me to do it and now you’re rushing me?” Konstantin clucked his tongue and shook his head in mock disapproval.
“Maybe I do want you to do it. Just hurry, please!”
“And why am I hurrying?”
“I need an orgasm,” she confided. “Really soon.”
“Sometimes men like me will tease a girl for hours and not let her orgasm.”
She pouted. “That’s the saddest thing I’ve heard since I came to America. Those girls must be very bad to earn such a punishment. If I was bad, I’d hope you’d just spank me, then give me orgasms anyway.”
“Now why would I do that, if you were bad?”
“I would say please,” she explained reasonably. “Besides, if you spanked me, I already would have been punished.”
“But you like being spanked.”
“That’s not my fault. You must be doing it wrong.”
Konstantin pinched the bridge of his nose to distract himself. His ribs hurt from holding back his amusement.
Her eyes were wild. She was stalling.
“Varushka?”
“Yes, Sir?”
“Shut up, sweetheart.”
