Page 73 of Pride Not Prejudice


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Shit. A rush of lust raced through my balls and I had to briefly close my eyes.

“Yes, that’s it.” Theo kept licking like I was his favorite treat. He murmured something in Italian, so I answered back in Russian.

“Mne nravitsya, kogda ty prikasayesh'sya ko mne tam.” I love it when you touch me there.

Theo moaned and sucked the head of my dick into the tight heat of his mouth. His lips were stretched across my shaft, taking me down, more than most were capable of. Fuck, he was good at this.

And he knew what I liked. I was no beginner, but Theo made me question every technique ever used. He should give classes. Men would line up from all over Europe.

“What are you thinking about?” he whispered.

“How good you are at this. You are the best I’ve ever had.”

I wanted to shower him with compliments, give him sweet words and promises while I still had the chance.

Smirking, he said, “I am fantastic at most things.” He bent to nuzzle my balls, sucking one in his mouth as he pumped my cock in his fist. “How fast do you want to finish?”

He knew he could get me there quickly. He was that good. And I had been in the middle of an important call when he sent that selfie. As much as I wanted to spend all day in Theo’s mouth, I needed to close the deal I’d been working on. “Be my slut. Eager for my come.”

A small smile twisted his lips. He liked this game. He began using his mouth and hand in tandem, swirling and sucking, pumping and squeezing. It was a fucking dream. “So nice,” I murmured, petting his hair. “So good for me.”

Theo hummed, soaking in the praise. He liked hearing compliments during sex. The more I talked, the more it turned him on.

We were perfectly suited, and it had never been like this with anyone else. When I let myself think about how much I wanted to keep him, it both terrified and saddened me.

I shoved all that aside and watched where he worked me. “That’s it,” I crooned. “Keep sucking on me. Drain my balls of the come I am storing for you, solnyshko.”

My shaft was slick with his saliva, the veins visible through the thin skin. His lips pulled while his tongue swirled. Not only that, he used the roof of his mouth, his cheek. The sensation was almost too much.

“Let me see you,” I ordered. “Show me how hard this gets you.”

He pulled down the front of his tiny suit, releasing his erection. His cock was long and beautiful, just like the rest of him. When he reached to stroke himself, I tightened my fist in his hair. “That is for me, not you. Don’t touch it.”

He moaned around my dick, the vibration sinking into my skin, and returned his free hand to my thigh. I didn’t ease my grip on his hair, instead using the strands to pull him roughly, shoving until I bumped the back of his throat. “You know what I want.”

He didn’t hesitate. Angling his head, he bent forward at the waist. The resistance around my crown eased and I slid into his throat. I panted, the tight squeeze so fucking good. He shifted closer, taking more, and then he swallowed, the muscles contracting around my shaft. The idea of fucking his throat, added to the visual of watching him struggle to accommodate me, felt like a gift I didn’t deserve.

I caressed his cheek. “So perfect. Take it for me. Let me all the way in.”

His eyes darted up to meet mine. They were wide with lust and determination, the black eyeliner he wore now smudged from the blow job. Fuck, he was the most beautiful creature on earth. “Do you need a break?” I asked softly.

He shook his head as best he could, then eased even more of me into his throat. I clenched my jaw, the feeling like nothing else I’d ever experienced. “Fuck, baby. Finish me.”

Pulling back, he began tugging and sucking. So as to not to hurt him, I moved my hands to the counter, holding on for dear life as he set his own rhythm. My balls tightened as each stroke and swirl brought me higher, and my insides coiled like a spring.

“Now, solnyshko. I am coming right now.” The orgasm ripped through me. I began pulsing, ropes of come shooting out of my cock and into his mouth. He moaned again as he drank me down, his throat working as he swallowed. I couldn’t look away, even as my eyelids grew heavy. My body trembled with the force of it as the climax went on and on.

When it ended, I slumped against the counter. “Come here.”

He rose off the floor and I immediately reached for his dick. My fingers wrapped around him and I stroked the underside just how he liked. Then I held him close and began a stream of soft praise in his ear. “You are so good, so perfect. You like sucking my cock, yes? You’re a slut for it. The best I’ve ever had.”

His fingers dug into my shoulders as his eyes closed. “Baby. Oh, shit. God, Nic,” he said, the last word almost a whine.

I then switched to Russian, even though I knew he wouldn’t understand. But he would hear the tone and know what I was saying. “I feel too much for you, moya radost'.” My joy. “I wish I could keep you, wake up to you every morning. Keep all your smiles and kisses just for me. For you I wish it could all be different, ”

A guttural moan tore free from his mouth, and warm jets of come shot onto my stomach. Theo’s bottom lip disappeared between his teeth and he grunted, holding onto me as his beautiful face twisted in pleasure. I never tired of watching him orgasm.

I could be shot, bleeding out to death, and still need to see this one more time.

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