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A full-body shudder racked her lithe frame.
“Yes, please,” she scratchy voice pleaded.
“So polite,” I chided. “Since you’re being so good, ask me properly to feast on this pussy.”
“Please, Nicu,” she whined.
I hardened my tone. “Do it.”
“Please, please, please feast on my pussy,” she begged, winding her luscious hips in my face. Her pleading words, following my demand to a T, clicked everything in place. My energy streamlined like a fast-running river, crystal-clear and smooth.
Her ass cheeks bounced, and I slapped one hard. She yelped, biting her lip to stifle the curse she was about to let drop.
“Don’t try to tempt me, siren, or I’ll walk out of here and leave this pussy weeping. I’m in charge,” I mock-snapped, giving the front of her pussy a sharp tap from between her spread thighs. “That’s a lesson you need to learn immediately.”
She let out a desperate mewl, but I ignored her. “Întelegi? Understand?”
“Yes,” she gasped, her head popping back to look at me. Her face was flushed, eyes alight with a mixture of rage and lust run rampant.
I gave her a brisk nod. “Since you’ve asked so nicely and this pussy is such a needy little thing…” I leaned in and gave it a long lick, from end to end. Her head fell back, long dark tresses tickling my forehead, and she let out a long, desperate moan.
“Fuck, that feels good.”
The door to the kitchen below us smacked against the brick wall as it opened. It was a reminder that we weren’t far from a party in full swing.
Making a shushing noise to remind her to stay quiet, I gave her another lick and murmured quietly, “What about this?”
Parting her lips for better access, I knifed my tongue inside. Her inner muscles spasmed around the thick muscle buried deep. Then I leaned into my task, tongue-fucking her with relish.
While I mostly went down on women to prep them for my cock, like last time I’d tasted Jewel, this one was pure selfishness. Her scent and taste intoxicated me, a honeyed mixture of sugar and roses, like cozonac, the sweet bread baked with bits of Turkish delight, or rahat, that we ate at Christmas and Eastertime.
I found my rhythm, grinding my face in her pussy, licking her in and out, nipping and sucking, only pulling away as she was about to climax.
After backing off a third time, ’cause my girl was quick to come, I decided to heed her when she complained. “Dammit, Nicu. Enough already.”
What could I say? I love tonguing your sweet-tasting pussy so much I don’t want you to come.
I shoved a couple of fingers into her, thrusting fast. As she was about to come again, I stood quickly, gripped her chin, and pushed my glistening fingers in her mouth.
Her eyes flared wide.
“You take what I give you without complaint. The only words out of your mouth should be thank you, Nicu. You’ll come when I say,” I declared.
It might seem harsh, but she had to learn who was the boss. I didn’t know what kind of American pussies she’d been with, but I was Romanian and a mafie prince, at that. She had to learn that unless I was punishing her for insubordination, my principal goal was always her pleasure.
My grip remained firm on her chin as I pulled my fingers from her throat.
Her eyes flashed as she taunted, “If you can’t finish me off, I can always go to Cristo.”
Flashing lights and blaring sirens exploded in my head. I saw red. This brat. She thought she could kick up my jealousy to make me do what she wanted. Problem was, she was right. “Try it over my dead fucking body.”
Picking her up, I stalked across the library and dropped her on the chaise-lounge. I dropped to my knees and sunk my teeth into the soft flesh of her inner thigh as a reprimand for provoking me. She let out a yelp, and I planted my face in her spun-sugar pussy, attacking her with my tongue and teeth. I could’ve fucked her by now. There was no doubt she’d let me, but I chose to hold back. After throwing Cristo in my face, I’d make sure she came so hard she’d get wet anytime she thought of me.
With my hands full of her juicy ass, I buried my face so that there was nothing between her and my thrusting tongue and suctioning lips. She rubbed against my mouth, nose, and chin, taking what she needed. Shoving my hard cock against the cushion below me, I humped the chaise-lounge as she kept grinding and working for her orgasm. As I’d commanded, my name dropped from her lips, each time a little louder, until it was one, long screeching chant as she peaked.
“Oh my God, N-Nicu, Nicu, Nicu!”
I shushed her, checking the partially open French doors, but there was no denying that my chest exploded with pride as this beautiful doll of mine flooded my tongue. The brute in me clamored to tear its way out and rut her into the ground, but I locked my shit down and licked and suckled until she slowly came down from her high.
Panting above me, her hand jerkily flung out to the side. Her chest rose and fell like bellows. I placed a chaste kiss on top of her mound in reverence. Her muscles tensed slightly, and I knew reality would soon set in. Jewel would snap her eyes open to find herself naked at her best friend’s engagement party with her bestie’s ex-fiancé between her creamy thighs. She’d freak out, run away, and avoid me for the rest of the party.
My baby doll was predictable like that. I’d allow her to believe she’d escaped me. With a hundred guests downstairs and a multitude of people to hide behind, I’d let her throw up the distance she sought to erect between us.
I could be magnanimous and give her the space she was so desperate for, considering she’d just creamed on my mouth, and I had every intention of being back in her life soon enough.
