Page 82 of If I Were Yours

I start sucking. Slowly. Then sink deeper, taking it all the way to the back of my throat.

“Hmm.” Grigory’s raspy groan and the twitch in his thighs tell me I’ve hit the right spot. So I push up on my toes, leaning down to take him into my throat. Just the tip, or I’ll activate my gag reflex.

Another rumbling groan escapes him, and his hand flexes in my hair. But his fingers never grab tight or shove my head farther down. They just go back to the gentle massaging, allowing me to enjoy this small treat of pleasing him.

Repeating a few times, I gradually work his full length into my throat and hold it there for a long moment.

Grigory’s groans deepen, his fingers grabbing onto my hair. But they still show no sign of taking over. They’re just holding on as pleasure twitches in his muscles, hardening his cock within my throat.

When I lift my head, he lets me, moving his hand along, but still not letting go.

I start a new rhythm, beginning at the root and licking all the way up to bring his cock into my mouth and down my throat. Then I pull back and start over.

His soft groans turn into labored breaths and rumblingaahsas his hips strain beneath me, moving reflexively as pleasure builds within him.

His hand flexes on my hair, his grip becoming stronger each time until my scalp smarts. The pain only drives my need to please. My hips start a constant wiggling as desire builds within me. But it’s not a desire for my own pleasure. No, I need to feelhispleasure—need the taste of salty sperm as he shoots his load into my mouth. To feel the pain as he loses control and hardens his grip on my hair.

I need to feel the deep-seated pleasure of pleasing him.

“Please…” I breathe hard as I pull back, staring up at him with his cock at my lips. “Can I make you come?”

He lets out a deep laugh. Warm amusement dances in his eyes as he lifts his heavy lids to watch me. His free hand comes up to my cheek, rewarding me with a soft stroke.

“You’re so goddamn beautiful in your submission,devochka.” He shakes his head like he almost can’t believe it. “So beautiful.” His features somber as his eyes fill with Dominant intent. “Yes,” he says, granting me my wish, “you may make me come.”

“Thank you,” I whisper, a wave of gratitude swelling inside me, so big I almost can’t contain it.

With a sense of purpose, I open my mouth again and take in his cock. This time, I pump the base as I suck on the head and lick around the ridge. Pleasure and gratitude mix and mingle inside me, spurring me on as Grigory’s breaths become quicker, his growls deeper.

Then I feel it, the most delicious twitch of his cock as he swells. I shove my head down, relaxing my throat as I take in his girth, and then I draw back, just in time to have his salty sperm fill my mouth, coating my tongue and swamping my senses.

“Be a good girl and swallow it all,” Grigory says in a breathy voice, leaning his head back as he breathes heavily.

I swallow every single drop as I rest my head on his lap, enjoying the quiet moment as he comes down from his orgasm.

“Did you like that?” he asks after a minute of silence, still not opening his eyes.

“I did.” I gaze up at him, relishing the knowledge that I made him relax like this.

His eyes open like he feels me watching, and a drowsy smile warms his expression.

“Such a good girl.” Swiping his thumb over the corner of my mouth, he catches a drop of cum. Then he presses his finger to my lips, and I eagerly open up and lick the drop off his thumb. “You’re so wonderfully submissive.”

I smile up at him, and it feels like the first time I’ve smiled in days.

Grigory leans forward, resting his elbows on his thighs as he caresses my cheek, something bright, almost playful dancing in his eyes. “I have an idea.”

“Yeah?”

“Something that will cheer you up.” He rises to his feet and gives me a hand.

“What is it?” I ask, letting him pull me up.

“You’ll see.” He presses a quick kiss to my forehead, and then he’s gathering his things and telling me to do the same, and I feel all bubbly at the sudden excitement buzzing in the air.

—CHAPTER 30 —

CLARA

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