Total pages in book: 59
Estimated words: 56280 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 281(@200wpm)___ 225(@250wpm)___ 188(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 56280 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 281(@200wpm)___ 225(@250wpm)___ 188(@300wpm)
A sliver of a thought slipped insidiously in my mind, and the moment it took hold, there was no way to forget. There was no way to pretend that such a possibility existed.
I stretched out on the bed, even more restless now, uncomfortably hot even though the air-conditioning was on full blast. I looked around me in the darkness, gulping at what I was considering.
Could I do this? Could I really do this?
Even with the room submerged in a world of blackness, I still felt completely exposed and I nervously reached for the covers, pulling them all the way up to my neck. Only then did I allow my legs to slowly part, wider and wider, until they were completely spread apart, and forced the folds of my pussy to expand open.
The position was uncomfortable and arousing, and my face heated up at the realization. Guilt stirred inside of me, but even so I could no longer stop myself. My hand drifted down my body, which tensed when my fingers brushed over my nipple. As my hand continued its descent, I could feel both my nipples turning erect, and the guilt inside me deepened. This time, there was no hiding the fact that I was pleasuring myself.
I squeezed my eyes shut more tightly.
Sergei.
Both my hands started to move as I pretended it was the Russian billionaire caressing my body. I cupped my breast as my other hand stroked my folds over my panties, which had already become sticky wet with my need. I began to pinch my nipples, as hard as I imagined Sergei Grachyov would do it, and a whimper escaped from my throat.
It felt so good.
This felt so, so good.
The fingers over my pussy moved up, right above my shaking, swollen clit. I imagined Sergei holding that tiny nub of flesh, and my fingers moved as his would. I began to rub my pleasure spot, slowly at first then faster and harder.
Aaaaaaaaaah.
I squeezed my breast hard.
Sergei. Oh God, Sergei.
I began tweaking my nipples, all the while continuing my self-induced torment continued over my clit. It was heaven and hell, but I never wanted it to end.
Sergei, Sergei, Sergei.
My breath began to catch, and my hips began to move up and down under the covers.
Oh God, Sergeeeeeeeei——
I could feel my pleasure building.
Sergei, Sergei, please, Sergei, more, more, more—-
A gasp tore out of me as my pussy swelled and shook under my fast-moving fingers.
Sergeiiiiiiiiiiiii—-
I came with another gasp, at the same time my mobile phone suddenly started to ring.
Oh God!
I panicked even as my body continued to shudder as wave after wave of creamy pleasure gushed out of me. I reached blindly for my phone on the table, swiping to cancel the call before falling back on the bed, my eyes rolling back as the dizzying, overpowering strength of my orgasm took over my body completely.
“Sergei.” His name came out a low, choked sob, and I shuddered at the sound of it, a part of me having lost itself in the delusion that it really was the Russian billionaire that had made me come.
My eyes closed.
“Sergei.” A hopeless whisper that made me close my eyes, knowing that right now his name was the only thing I had of him.
Sergei, Sergei, Sergei.
I couldn’t help whispering his name over and over as the shudders gradually weakened and I began to breathe a little easier.
Fuck me.
Love me.
Sergei
SERGEI GRACHYOV FUMBLED with the zipper of his pants as the breathy gasps coming from the other end of the line reached his ears. At first, he had thought he had dialed the wrong number, but when he had heard Fredericka’s distinct voice cry his name out—-
He knew right away what was happening, and now he had to jerk himself off, too.
A silent, painful groan escaped him as his cock finally sprang free from its confines, and he wasted no time, his hand moving in a furious frenzy—-
Through the phone, he heard Fredericka cry his name over and over, and the Russian billionaire’s large, powerful body shuddered in agonized arousal.
Fredericka.
He could easily imagine her touching herself, could easily imagine her closing her beautiful gray eyes as she pictured him playing with her—-
Ah.
That she was thinking of him as she masturbated was enough to push him over the edge, and with a swallowed growl Sergei began to come, his cum shooting out of his cock before landing on his bedroom carpet in creamy wads.
The sounds from the other end of the line gradually became silent just as his cock ejaculated for the last time. Sergei sucked his breath, a part of him unable to believe that he had come so hard just at the sound of Fredericka crying his name out.
He waited for her to speak, but it seemed as if she hadn’t even been aware that she had accidentally answered her phone.