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Maxim
Staring at the beautiful woman splayed out in front of me to be devoured helps melt all my problems away. Today was a shit day. After I left Sophia's house, I met up with Andrei. He found that fucker we tortured was sent by La Cosa Nostra. Fucking Italian scums.
Forget about those problems now, Maxim. Lose yourself in your woman.
My good little slut.She is trying so hard not to make a sound, but I can see she’s losing the battle. Let’s see how fast I can break her. Leveling up the strength on the stimulator, I place it back on her clit. She squirms. Then I increase the power and slide a finger inside her.
She doesn’t even last one minute before she moans and shatters around my finger. I chuckle.
“Perfect timing. The other cheek was feeling lonely.”
I grab Sophia’s hips and slide her down so her ass is more accessible to me. She squirms and tries to push herself back up. I put pressure on her hip. Hard enough that they’re going to bruise later.
“Where do you think you’re going, my little shlyukha?” She says something intangible.
“Keep it up, Sophia. The more noise you make, the more fun I have.”
I slap her left cheek hard, then the right even harder. She whimpers, and I slap her ass again. So hard my hand stings. I can see her biting down on the gag, trying not to scream. Saliva starts running down the sides of her face. The sight of her helpless and mine makes my dick twitch. I’m dying to sink my dick into her.
Her chest rises up and down fast, trying to catch her breath. I want her to look at me when I fill her tight pussy with my cum. I remove the blindfold, and her eyes flutter open. There she is, my beautiful brown-eyed goddess. Our gazes meet, and I swear something connects between us. Her eyes soften, and I can see the love in them.
My heart skips a beat. Could she love me? A monster? I never thought I was worthy of love. I always thought the woman I was forced to marry would avoid me for not having another choice. But as I stare down into Sophia's eyes, I see myself worthy of a woman like her. She’s mine, and I’m hers, even if she doesn’t want to admit it yet.
Wrapping my hand around her throat, I position my dick at her entrance.
“Hold on to me tight, Sophia. I don’t have the patience to be gentle. I’m going to fuck you fast and hard.”
She digs her nails into my shoulders and my dick throbs from the tiny pricks of pain. Without another thought, I slam into her.
“Fuck, Milaya. So… fucking… tight.” I pick up the pace, and she meets every thrust.
“Your pussy belongs to me and only me, Sophia.”
I undo the straps around the gag and remove it.
“Do you feel this, Sophia? Feel how perfect we fit together. This is real.” She throws her head back from the pure ecstasy we are creating. I grab her head and bring her lips to mine. I give her an intense soul-sucking, heart-pounding kiss. I love you, Sophia. Please don’t leave me. I won’t be able to handle it if you leave me, I want to tell her, bare my soul out to her, but I don’t. I don’t think she is ready for that yet.
I can feel her orgasm building from how her pussy clenches around me. Thank fuck, because I’m close.
“Come for me, my korolyeva.”
I watch her eyes dilate, and she shatters around me. Watching her face redden and her losing consciousness from how hard she shatters is my undoing. My vision blurs as I unload into her. I let out a low growl and slump against her, both of our chests heaving in tandem.
After catching my breath, I slide out of Sophia and get up. I head to where I saw paper towels and grab a few. I wet some in a small sink she has in her office and keep the others dry. I head back to her and clean her. After cleaning her body and face, I grab the key from my pocket and unlock her cuffs. She sits up fast and tries to get up.
“No. Stay sitting. If you get up like that, you’ll fall and hurt yourself. You’re weak right now.” I grab the chair and sit in front of her.
“Put your legs here.” I pat my knees, and when she hesitates, I lift her legs and place them on my knees myself. I rub her ankles, and little moans of pleasure escape her lips. She closes her eyes and enjoys the massage.
This woman brings out a side of me I never knew I had. The last time I ever gave a woman a massage was Mom. Don’t go there, Maxim. I stare at this woman who has captured my heart. She’s like no other I’ve ever met. She is my Sophia. The first woman to have ever made this dead heart beat again.
After a few minutes of rubbing her ankles, I stop and give her legs soft kisses. Looking at my watch, I see we’re running a bit late. We have less than an hour to make our reservation.
“As much as I would love to stare at your naked body all night, I made dinner reservations for us.”
Pushing the chair back, I stand up and extend my hand. She grabs it, and I help her to her feet. She sways a little and falls onto me. After a few heartbeats, she attempts to stand up again, but she’s more steady on her feet this time. She grabs her clothes, and I hold out my hand.
“Let me dress you.” I never thought I would hear those words come out of my mouth. I do enjoy taking them off. She shakes her head. Of course, my Sophia wouldn’t want that. She’s too headstrong. She puts on her dress by herself, but I take her undies from her hand when she grabs them.
