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 furrow my brows together when Matvei returns to his side of the seat before he places one hand a hair's breadth away from my new accessory and the other on his thigh. The faintest glide of his pinkie finger is driving me insane, but I want more. He’s accustomed me to more, so where is my next gift?
When Matvei spots my childish pout, his lips furl to one side before he says, “I thought I should save it for when we reach our destination.”
Talking about destinations, where the hell are we going? We’re not in the business part of Kronstadt anymore. There isn’t a noticeable landmark anywhere.
My eyes snap away from the scenery when Matvei whispers, “But I’m not opposed to dessert before supper.”
My brow is lost in my hairline when he removes a tiny remote from his pocket and pushes a button. The faint vibrations of a sex toy aren’t coming from my half of the cab. They’re coming from Matvei.
“What is that?”
Oh, god. The thoughts bombarding me are wickedly naughty. Matvei is dominating and controlling in the bedroom but open to pretty much anything, so the toy he’s surprising me with today could be for him as much as it is for me.
Too hot to remain in my coat, I yank it off and dump it on the portion of the seat next to me. A second later, Matvei pulls me onto his lap. The vibrations soften when my backside lands on his crotch, but it does nothing to lessen the fiery sparks of lust shooting through me. His cock is vibrating like the dildo he gifted to me earlier this week, and it is the thickest it’s been.
Desperate to prove a theory, I readjust my position until I’m straddling his lap, and then I grind down hard.
Yep! His cock is thicker, longer, bulging with veins, and vibrating.
What the?
“It’s a cock ring,” Matvei announces, the lack of quiver in his voice not surprising since the driver placed the privacy partition up a second after merging into traffic. “The end has a clit stimulator. That’s where the vibrations are coming from.”
When he displays what he means by rocking his hips upward while pulling my hips down, I almost vault off his lap. The tension is intense, and it reminds me of how I once used the stiff edge of a pillow to get off before Taylor introduced me to toys.
The friction is wonderful, and it has me grinding down on Matvei with no concerns that I could make a mess on the front of his pants.
With my knees on each side of his hips, I curl my arms around his neck and kiss him. Our tongues dance together as I rock against him like there’s not a single snick of material between us. It is a passionate, wild kiss that has me uncaring we’re traveling further outside of Kronstadt than I’ve ever been.
I distantly register the lowering of Matvei’s hands before he cups my ass and pulls me flush against him so I can feel every inch of his cock. As his tongue slides in and out of my mouth, stroking mine, he rocks me against him until the rush of euphoria bombarding me can’t be denied.
He fucks me with our clothes on, and I enjoy every thrilling minute.
His kiss is as confident as the fluent rocks of his hips. Each precise grind against his long, thick cock builds the electricity I’m maddeningly riding one rock at a time.
I’m panting, trembling, and on the verge of an orgasm in less than a minute, but Matvei’s grinds don’t slow. He continues to tease me, aware he will be the only man who’ll ever get me off while still clothed, and who am I to deny a known truth?
After flattening my chest against his, the new position making me acutely aware of every hard inch of him, I give in to the sensation that promises to be blinding.
Matvei cusses when he realizes I’m coming undone so quickly. He shoots one hand to the back of my neck to hold me flush to his body while the other assists in continuing the fluid rock of my hips.
My orgasm rips through me like wildfire, everything tensing and clenching as he adds to the frantic pulse by murmuring against my heated skin, “I love watching you come. Your moans, your smell, the way you always scream my name…” He peels me off his thrusting chest and aligns our eyes. “Now do it again with my cock inside you.”
Even with my insides pulling taut in excitement, I shake my head. “Can’t.”
“You will,” Matvei instantly snaps back before he flicks open his button and slides down the zipper in his fly.
Tingles race through me when he pulls out his cock. It is thick and covered with angry veins that are pulsating with more urgency than the clit stimulator on the end of his cock ring.