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Natalya groans in frustration. “Don’t stop.”

I put my mouth on her again, savoring her taste on my tongue. I keep going until I’m sure she’s about to orgasm—and stop for a second time.

She huffs in frustration. “What are youdoing?”

“Meting out punishment, angel. By the time I’m done with you, you’re going to be such a mess you won’t remember your own name.”

“Ooh,fuck…”

I bring her to the edge of release over and over again. She’s putty in my hands, mine for the taking. Hearing her moans has me hard as hell, but I ignore my stiff erection in favor of her pleasure. She’s the only one that matters. Morning, noon, and night, Natalya is at the top of my mind. If I get to spend the rest of my days adoring her from between her thighs, that’s more than I could ever ask for.

Natalya reaches down and combs her fingers through my hair, grabbing a fistful to tug at the strands. “Dimitri,” she rasps, hoarse and trembling. “Please just let me come!”

“Have you earned it? I’m not quite sure.”

“Dimitri!” she says around a sob. There’s nothing hotter than seeing Natalya wet and desperate for me. “I’ve earned it!” she cries. “Please, Dimitri, let me come.”

I lick my lips and rise slowly, slowly undoing my belt and freeing my cock from the confines of my pants. “Alright, angel. But because I love you, you’re going to do me a favor.”

“What?”

“You’re going to come on my cock only when I say, do you understand?”

She nods quickly. “Yes! Please, I’ll do anything. Fill me up, Dimitri. I want to feel you deep inside.”

Her words are by far the most effective kind of drug. I’m high off the sounds of her moans alone. I can’t wait to put my hands on her, to bury myself between her legs and pin her beneath me. I wrap my hands around my shaft and guide the head of my cock over her delightfully slick folds, teasing her just a bit more. There’s something mildly amusing about how frustrated she gets, groaning and huffing as I continue to deny her what she wants most.

“I can’t take it anymore,” she whimpers. “Please, just fuck me—”

I plunge right in, driving my cock deep inside her. Natalya gasps, choking on a scream. I swallow the sound with a greedy kiss, shoving my tongue into her mouth to claim every little whimper, moan, and sigh as my own.

My pace is relentless. I snap my hips against her, gripping her tight at the waist. The two of us are a downright feral pair. She bites my shoulder. I suck a hard mark against the crook of her neck. Natalya drags her fingers down my back, gripping my shirt and cursing loudly that I still haven’t undressed.

“Take it off,” she hisses.

“You don’t tell me what to do, angel. That’s going to cost you.”

I pull my cock out and give it a few long strokes. Natalya wriggles on the bed with a whine. She nibbles her bottom lip, her pussy practically weeping for me.

“I’m sorry,” she mutters.

“I’m sorry,what?”

“Sir. I’m sorry, sir. Please come back. I’m so empty without you. I’ll be good, I promise.”

I hum contently, undoing the buttons of my shirt. I toss the offending fabric aside and slip out of my pants and boxer briefs, too. Natalya licks her lips, her eyes roaming the naked expanse of my body appreciatively.

“Okay,” I say with a chuckle. “That’s my girl.”

I return to her, sliding my cock into her with a grunt. We’re a tangle of arms and legs, the bed creaking in protest beneath our frantic movements. I don’t know how much longer I can keep this up. Natalya feels too good, too wonderfully soft and warm. Besides, I think she’s waited long enough.

“When I tell you to come, you’re going to come all over my cock, do you understand?”

“Dimitri—”

I thrust into her, hard and deep. “Three.”

“Oh my fucking God.”

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