So this is what power feels like. Did I really have it all this time without knowing? Well, I’m going to wield it now, so look out. A lot of this empowerment is seeing the evidence of how much Aleksei needs me. My Russian is a man of cold control, but right now, he’s the furthest thing from his us
“Nyet. No rubber.” His middle finger finds a sensitive place inside me that creates a ringing in my ears, pulsing heat beneath my belly button. “On this I will not negotiate.” “Do you negotiate on anything?” I gasp. Aleksei’s mouth finds mine again as he positions himself between my legs. That inc
“This teasing little pussy has driven me out of my mind,” he grits out, his face tipping toward the sky to shout my name. “Sitting on my lap. Cuddling Daddy’s cock through thin panties while you did your homework. You will learn now what you’ve tempted.” For the next few minutes, I’m nothing but a
What is the level above obsession? Whatever its name, that is my affliction. Power and need pump through my veins as I watch Georgina sleep, her slight body swallowed up by our enormous bed. I have not bothered to dress for two reasons. One, I would need to stop staring at my beauty in order to do
Oh snap. I almost fall down the stairs when I see Aleksei waiting for me, a young priest at his elbow. My Russian is wearing a tight white dress shirt and black pants. Through the material of his shirt, I can see the outline of his tattoos. They creep out through the cuffs onto his hands, his knuck
“The little angel finally understands her power, does she?” Georgina whimpers. “Yes. Yes.” Do you have more cum for me, Daddy? Those echoing words have me dropping forward so I can sink my teeth into her shoulder while I drive deep, deep, deep. Fuck. I can see her cunt in my mind’s eye. Hairless,
I don’t want to leave heaven. But I have no choice. And it really is heaven. I wake up wrapped in the inked arms of my Russian, his tongue tracing patterns on the back of my neck. My lower half wakes up with a vengeance, eager to please. To be pleased. The tightening of those delicate muscles hurt
Having completed all my other phone calls, I can no longer put off the final one. I do not want to do this distasteful thing. Perhaps Georgina believes I am merely a possessive beast when it comes to her. So possessive that I would steal her away from her own father, just so I can be the only male