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Sevastian tensed at first, his brow furrowing. He had no idea what I was trying to do. In turn, I offered him a sweet smile before unfastening his trousers, peeling away the material. My eyes never left him as I released his cock, dragging my tongue across my lips in appreciation. I allowed a series of purrs, staring at him hungrily.
He narrowed his eyes, amused yet curious as to how far I’d let this go. I had no intentions of backing down. I jerked his pants until they fell past his chiseled hips, revealing a dazzling tattoo on his upper thigh. Exhaling, I took my time trailing my finger along the design, finally inching closer to his already throbbing cock.
“Do you want me, Sevastian?” There was no way he could say no.
“Be careful, princess. Once you open this dam, there is no return.”
“I’ll take my chances.” I slid my hand between his legs, fondling his swollen balls. While I wanted to think of this clinically, my desire had already reached a breaking point. Everything about him enticed me, including his sense of overt power. He would always need to believe he was in full control, but right now, I had him in the palm of my hand.
A strangled moan pushed past my lips as I wrapped my hand around his cock, rolling my fingers up and down several times. While the friction was light, his body reacted just like I wanted, the slight jerks in his muscles a clear indication of his arousal. I lowered my head as I squeezed his balls, providing enough pain he slapped his hand on my head, ripping at my scalp. I ignored the pain as well as his attempt at domination, darting my tongue across his sensitive slit.
Within seconds, his body was shaking, his hold on me firm, fearful I’d try to get away. I swirled the tip around his cockhead, savoring the flavor. There was no denying what he did to me, my nipples fully elongated, already aching for his touch. When I pulled the tip into my mouth, he jutted his hips forward, muttering words in Russian.
I abhorred the way he turned me on, keeping my body tingling with longing, but he was right. There was no turning back. I engulfed several inches of his thick shaft, constantly rolling my tongue back and forth, still squeezing on his balls. My hunger continued to increase, enough so I used my strong jaw muscles to suck with vigor until I was rewarded with a few beads of pre-cum. The taste was as extraordinary as his lips, yanking me closer and closer to the precipice of no return.
When I pulled his cock free, rolling the tip across my lips, he tugged on my hair, forcing me to glance into his eyes.
“Do not think you can tease me too long. I’m not a patient man.”
While I laughed softly, the wetness between my legs continued to increase. I licked down the underside of his shaft, darting my tongue across his balls. I was suddenly overwhelmed with the need to have his cock buried inside my mouth. I licked circles around his other testicle before dragging my tongue to the tip. Then I rocked forward, taking as much of his thick rod into my mouth as I could, the tip finally hitting the back of my throat.
I should have known better than to believe he’d allow me so much control. He brushed his fingers along the side of my face then gripped my jaw, bobbing my head up and down gently at first. Then his actions became rougher, all patience tossed to the wind. As he fucked my mouth, I continued to struggle with my emotions, trying to convince myself that I could walk away from him at any time.
But was that really possible?
“Ya ne mogu bol’she zhdat’,” he whispered, his chest heaving more than before. “I can’t wait much longer.”
I knew he was allowing me to understand, the inflections in his tone even more predatory. I gripped his thighs, digging my fingers in, marveling at the firmness of his muscles. He was built like no other man, carved in all the right places. As much as I wanted to hate him, this was far too incredible, a filthy ride into forbidden places.
After a few seconds more, he pushed me back with enough force I was tossed in the center of the bed. Then he stared down at me with all the emotions from before, yet the lurid shimmer in his eyes a promise made.
He was going to devour me.
There was no stopping him, no ability to say no. I’d added too much fuel to the fire. I wanted to scramble away, but as he ripped off the rest of his clothes, I allowed myself to remain mesmerized by his beauty. When he was finished, he loomed over the bed, taking several scattered breaths. Then he crawled on top, planting both hands beside me.
“This isn’t going to be gentle, my Italian princess. I have no need for tenderness. This is about fucking the woman who belongs to me.” There was a rich command in his tone, his needs pushing my boundaries.
While I wasn’t afraid, I knew that from here on out, there was no ability to control the raw power inside of him.
He kicked my legs apart, lifting one until my knee was forced to rest on the bed. As he continued to peer down, I pressed my palms against his chest, wishing I had the strength to fight him off instead of hungering as much as I was. It was confusing, leaving a dull ache in both my head as well as my stomach. How could I ever want anything so dirty, contrived? How could I crave his body like a drug?
There were no satisfactory answers.
He pressed his full weight against me, jerking my leg around his hip. Then he guided his cock to my wetness, laughing softly as if he’d made a conquest.
Forcing me to accept.
“Tell me you want me,” he demanded.
“Never. That will never, ever happen.”
His response was swift, thrusting his cock deep inside, forcing my muscles to stretch around the brutal invasion. I clawed his back, gasping as he pulled out, driving into me again. He was huge, so large I ached all over. He shifted his hips from side to side, creating so many tingles all over.
He developed a pattern, sliding in and out, allowing my aching muscles to become accustomed to his rhythm. There was no so ability to hold back, no pretending that I didn’t want this or him. The heat from his body was suffocating, all consuming. He sensed my discomfort, rising onto his elbows so he could stare into my eyes. The same smile of satisfaction remained, the bastard absorbing all the glorious reactions I couldn’t shove aside.
I writhed under him, rubbing my leg against his, biting back cry after cry. He continued pounding into me relentlessly, his stamina incredible. He remained rock hard, throbbing, the tip pushing against my G-spot. I wrapped my arm around his neck, tugging on his hair, lifting my body to meet every savage thrust.
That’s the moment he pulled completely away. I gasped, my eyes opening wide, and I reached for him. Goddamn it, I’d let him know how much I craved him. He laughed just as he’d done before, flipping me over, immediately pressing the tip between my legs.
