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“Did I hear you ask for something?” he asks.
“I asked,” I reply. “I didn’t beg.”
His mouth flattens into a line, and he gives me a look that makes my pussy tremble. And then my traitorous brain whispers: why not let him have his way?
“We are married,” He moves toward me.
I continue darting in the opposite direction. “Because you wanted it.”
“Then you should know I get what I want.”
Andrei does get what he wants. And when his name is mentioned, I also get what I want. His power puts me in a bubble. There’s no disputing that. I’ve seen this power at the restaurant, and then later at the boutique. His power is absolute, even the little bit that extends to me. It’s hard to resist. It radiates off him and intoxicates me.
It’s everything that I could ever want, except for the most important thing. My freedom.
“Why keep fighting?” he asks.
I don’t know, but I have to.
He moves toward me quickly, rounding the desk from the other direction. I barely slip away. His eyes narrow as he realizes that maybe I’m not playing. He could overpower me, but he won’t. My gaze trails over his hard chest and defined abs—the body of a Greek god. I wonder again why I’m even resisting.
One quick move and suddenly I find myself in his arms. My hands are pinned between us and resting on the bulge in his pants.
“I bet I can makeyoubeg,” I whisper as I give him a tantalizing squeeze.
His tongue darts out, wetting his bottom lip. I mimic the move as my hand traces the huge outline in his pants. His grip on my body hardens, and I struggle to get away.
“I’m not ready yet,” I whisper.
He looks down his nose at me and I feel a moment of regret. What if rejecting him gets me nothing? I must be crazy. He won’t ignore me. I’m his wife, but that doesn’t mean he won’t treat me badly.
He’s still a criminal, after all.
Andrei lets me go and puts his hands on his hips. He unbuckles his belt and pushes his pants off his legs.
Then his boxers come off, and I stare shamelessly at what’s between his legs.
In bed, there’s nothing that holds me back when I tease and taste him. But here? As I stare at the massive cock jutting from his muscular body, I recall the night the velvety head pushed past my lips. Andrei stands naked before me, a relaxed grin hovering on his mouth as he gives his cock a slow and tantalizing stroke. I writhe involuntarily, and the grin on his face widens.
“Do you plan to fuck me with your eyes?” he asks.
Asshole!
I keep my eyes focused on his as I walk slowly forward, tossing my hair as I approach. My hand rests lightly on his solid chest and slowly drifts down. Slowly, I scoot closer until my lips brush the hard contours of his body while my hands keep me balanced as I poke my ass out with each inch I descend.
A soft moan tumbles from his lips when my tongue traces down past his abs to the deep bands of muscle guiding me to his cock like a road map. I lower myself to my knees, determined to draw out his torture. Another moan rumbles from above, and I let the tip of his cock trace a thin wet line up from the crook of my chin until it rests on my lips.
I look up at him, and his eyes are dark and hungry. His musk hangs heavy in my nose, and my mouth slowly parts to let my tongue tease his head with a quick dart.
I keep my eyes locked on his as I open my mouth wider to wrap my lips around his hot, throbbing head. His cheeks flush, and his breath turns more uneven as my tongue swirls around the sensitive flesh. The salty taste makes me moan, and his lips part. My gentleness is making him impatient.
Victory blooms in my heart.He’s about to beg.
But instead, all I hear is, “Don’t tease me with your mouth.”
He grabs my chin and pushes his cock further into my throat. I try to relax, but I gag from the fullness that fills my mouth. His eyes remain locked on me, but I refuse to blink even as my eyes start watering.I can do this. I can make him beg.I run my fingernails over his ass, drawing another appreciative moan from him as I continue swallowing every inch.
“Oh,” he moans. “You dirty bitch.”
