The Russian’s Christmas Present Read Online Dani Wyatt

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Insta-Love, Romance, Virgin Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 37
Estimated words: 34335 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 172(@200wpm)___ 137(@250wpm)___ 114(@300wpm)
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My words have the desired effect. Her fingers clutch my forearm as she rides my hand hard. Her body starts to twitch, her moans turning to focused silence as her dark eyes close and she starts to quiver, telling me I’m hitting a good spot and fuck if I’m going to stop.

“Right here?” I press a little harder on her clit, keeping the rhythm the same as the slick, sloppy sounds of her juice tease my ears. “You like that? The way I’m touching you, sweet girl?”

“Yes,” she manages as my own breath sticks in my throat, watching her tits jiggle and shake as the pleasure overtakes her. “Oh, fuck.” She hisses as her eyes fly open wide, connecting to mine in the perfect instant before her orgasm tears through her.

“Fuck yes,” I half yell as her own screams feel like they’re ripping me wide open, all so she can have a direct map to the deepest parts of me. The parts only she can know. The parts only she could destroy.

Her face twists in pleasure as the convulsions rack her body and her pussy pulses in my hand. Her body floods my palm with her nectar and she drenches me, the cuff of my shirt and the floor below.

I reach down with my free hand and give my cock a few calming strokes through my pants, but it’s no use. All I can think about is getting all that sweet juice in my mouth and soon letting it drip down my balls.

But, her pleasure overrides my own need. Watching the bliss on her face is a joy I’ve never known. She’s looking at me like a fucking God, and there’s no way I can live without that in my life. I strum her cunt until she squeals and winces. Her high-pitched protests giving me a sadistic pleasure.

“Ow.” Her high-pitched whimper only feeds whatever this monster is she’s awakened inside of me. “It’s so sensitive. That’s enough. It hurts a little bit now…”

“Does it?” I tease. “This hurts?” I flick at her clit and she digs her fingernails into my wrist, trying in vain to pull it away. “But, I’m not done. I’ll tell you when it’s enough.”

Her eyes latch to mine as another gush of her nectar coats my fingers and I can’t help the smile that spreads over my face. I raise my eyebrows on a nod, letting her know who’s in charge right now.

“Seems this little cunt isn’t done either,” I seethe, leaning down to give her a soft kiss as her body betrays her and she goes off again, her hands flailing around until they cling to my shoulders, her hips jerking as her legs give out and I wrap my arm around her waist, lifting her quivering body up onto the desk next to us.

“Wait…” She looks at me, her breath coming in gulps. “What are you doing?”

“What did I tell you earlier? What I want, how I want, for as long as I want. You need to work on your memory.”

I reach to her lush hips and jerk those soaking wet, candy cane panties down her legs as I fall to my knees.

“You need to work on your—” she starts on a feline grin, but I reach up and grip the sides of her face, holding her mouth in place before she can finish.

“Watch your mouth. Spread your legs. Show me what you’ve kept for me.”

She pauses for a beat before I tighten my grip on her face and her knees come apart, the first glimpse of her sweet pink virgin cunt making my heart thunder into my rib cage.

Saliva pools in my mouth. Her scent spreads deep into my DNA as my eyes memorize every delicate fold of bare flesh spread before me.

“From now on, I’m going to shave you. The way I like. Do you understand?”

She nods, even though I see confusion in her eyes. But I also see trust and that’s as addicting as the rest of her.

Her slick juices are shimmering on her bare lips and her inner thighs as I stare and take her in. All of this, inside and out, is just for me. I can’t wait any longer.

I wrap my arms around the tops of her thighs and surge forward, taking her pussy in one long, slow lick with the flat of my tongue, nearly passing out from the pleasure of her flavor.

Her pussy tastes as good as her kiss, but different. Still sweet, a candy all its own, but with a primal undertone that tells me I’ve found my one.

Pride rips through me as I lick and suck. I stab my tongue at her opening, careful not to go too deep. That’s the job for my cock and my cock alone.

I’m ravenous, eating her cunt like a starved man, working my tongue around her clit until she’s a shuddering mess and she starts to tear the hair from my head.


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