Total pages in book: 113
Estimated words: 106159 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 531(@200wpm)___ 425(@250wpm)___ 354(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 106159 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 531(@200wpm)___ 425(@250wpm)___ 354(@300wpm)
I can’t help but smile. It is nice to know I’m not the only one whose defenses drop when we’re in the same room.
“Let’s see if you’re still laughing when you’re choking on my cock.” With his voice not as temperamental as only minutes ago, he demands again, “Take it out.”
14
NATALYA
I’m the first to admit I should seek professional help when my hand instinctively shoots for the zipper in Matvei’s expensive trousers, but you can’t hear the cracks of tension in the air, or feel it bubbling on my tongue. The electricity is insane, and it has me acting as if nothing but my libido deserves my focus.
I suck in a sharp breath when Matvei assists in undressing himself. He yanks down on the waistband of his trousers, springing his cock free.
Multiple instances have announced he is packing heat, but not even my vivid imagination could have predicted such perfection. His cock is long and thick, and the veins feeding it make ribbed condoms pointless.
While he watches me through hooded eyes, Matvei fists the base of his cock before slowly inching it toward my mouth. I’m on my knees, anxious and submissive but feeling the most daring I’ve felt. There is power behind being wanted so unapologetically. I’d even go as far as saying equality.
The scent of masculinity and soap arouses me further. He smells divine but tastes even better when he notches the head of his cock between my gaped lips. His heavy, silky flesh against my tongue sends my senses into overdrive. My insides clench as an overwhelming urge to cause him to combust hits me.
“Oh, fuck…” he groans when I swivel my tongue around the rim of his knob, desperate to taste the droplet beading at the tip.
After savoring his unique and manly taste, I use the slippery wetness of his pre-cum to slide my lips further down his shaft. I’ll never be able to take all of him in my mouth, but he doesn’t seem to mind. When the tip of his engorged cock hits the back of my throat and my gag vibrates his knob, he groans along with me before slowly easing back.
He doesn’t wholly remove his cock from my mouth. However, its withdrawn state allows my tongue to sample more of his ardent flavor. I slowly and teasingly trace the rim of his cock’s swollen crown with my tongue, moaning when my faintest sucks produce more of the gooey product I’m already obsessed with.
I peer at him, both needy and sated, waiting for him to guide my lips down his cock.
A moan rips from my throat when his cock flexes, before he uses his grip on my hair to lower me back down his twitching shaft.
“Fuck, Natalya,” he groans again, loving the gag his lengthy probe causes.
My lips are only an inch from the cropped hair splayed across his groin.
A mere inch from asphyxiation.
I moan at the thought of choking on his cock before taking him back in greedily and eagerly. As his hips rock in pace to the frantic pounds of my clit, I guide my lips up and down his shaft.
Within minutes, his breathing escalates from moans to grunts, and he fucks my mouth harder, faster, and wilder. He claims my mouth, the sting of his fingers as he grips my hair for dear life adding to the lusty aura in the air.
He is almost forcing himself down my throat, taking everything and anything I’m willing to give, and I let him. I give him all the control because I know the brilliance won’t end when he finds his release.
My needs will be taken care of because even now, even when there isn’t an ounce of attention on my clit, I’m on the verge of combusting. That’s how wild it is pleasing him, how turned on it makes me. His grunts alone as he fucks my mouth like a savage beast are about to set me off. I’m seconds from detonation, and I’m not the only one noticing.
“I want you to come with me.” As Matvei tightens his grip to control the manic bobbing of my head, he murmurs, “But then I will need to spank you.” He rocks his cock in and out of my mouth another two times before adding, “Because you’ll touch what is no longer yours to touch, and I’m not a man who will allow that to happen without punishment.”
Although I feel his reply has more to do with Tyler touching me than the hand I’m slowly slipping between my legs, I’m too horny to care. I am also not opposed to being spanked by him again. It has been the highlight of my self-management the past week. It’s brought me to climax more than once.
“Do you accept my terms, Natalya?” The shudder that roars through me when I swivel my clit with my thumb vibrates more than my head bob. “Good. Now make us come.”