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“No. You’re my little spy.”
A pleased smile graces her lips. “That’s a good boy.”
I growl at that. “I’m no boy. And good is the last thing I feel right now.”
Her intoxicating eyes flare with desire as she moves her hand over my cock again. “Prove it.”
She removes the knife from my throat and spins it in her hand before returning it to the belt sheath, the blade still extended. It’s about the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. Later, I’m going to find out how she knows to work a switchblade with such skill.
My hand is still fisted in her hair, and I bring her lips to mine giving her the consuming kiss I wanted to earlier. There’s nothing nice about it. It’s demanding, it’s possessive - and she completely submits to it.
I push her backward until we’re in the dressing room she was in. I rip my mouth from hers and yank the curtain closed. I don’t care that we’re alone, I want her all to myself.
I take the zipper that’s nestled between her breasts and slowly pull it down, revealing a black lacy bra. I pull it down until I can see her gorgeous tits fully.
I grab a sash hanging up that was used as a belt in one of her previous outfits. I turn her around and wrap the sash around her wrists, tying them together behind her back.
She looks at me in the mirror. “You think that is going to hold me down?”
“Yes. Because I say it is. You want to be a good little spy, don’t you?” I give the knot an extra tug, but I don’t make it so tight that it would hurt her.
“Get on your knees.”
She gives me a defiant look but does what I say. I pull out my cock fully. “Open your mouth.”
She gives her lips a lick. “You’d enjoy this more if I had my hands.”
“I only want your mouth. Now suck me into that pretty mouth, wildcat.”
As much as I love role playing, I don’t want the spy’s touch. I want my wildcat’s.
She opens her mouth and leans in, her tongue slowly swirling around my head before flicking it across the seam and sucking it into her mouth. Sweet Jesus, she feels good. I have to stop myself from not thrusting and fucking her mouth.
She sucks me in further and I see her arms twisting as if she wants them free to touch me. As much as I’d love her hands on me too, I love seeing that sweet mouth working me over.
“That’s right, wildcat. Take my cock.”
She hums, taking me deeper into her throat. And fuck, it feels so good that I can already feel my orgasm about to break free. As much as I want to see her swallow me down, I want in her pussy more. I pull out. Her lips are red, her cheeks are flush, and her whiskey eyes are drunk with desire.
“Did you like that, wildcat?”
“Anytime your cock is in me, I like it,” she says, her Russian accent husky. Then she shocks the hell out of me by standing up and bringing her arms – her no longer bound arms –
around to press on my shoulders.
“What the…?”
“That knot was child’s play.”
And just when I thought I couldn’t get any harder, this woman proves me wrong.
“It wasn’t and you know it. Later, you’re going to tell me how you got out of that.”
“I’ll never reveal my secrets.”
“We’ll see about that.”
She pushes me until I’m maneuvered into the chair in the dressing room. “You’re at my mercy now.”
