68. Make love

Brielle Clarke

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Maxim held on to my throat, keeping my mouth open as he spat into it. A mix of his saliva and my cum entered my mouth and I swallowed dutifully. Maxim smiled proudly and patted my cheek in return.

The act was supposed to be degrading but I found it hot and loving, like it was a way of telling me I was his because I was. I had accepted the fact that I was only ever going to be with Maxim.

He sat up and stared at me. “Take off my clothes.”

“W-what?” I stuttered.

We had done all sorts of naughty things but taking off his clothes was making me blush. “Take them off, malysh.”

“What does malysh mean?” My cheeks were red as I sat up as well, my hand finding the buttons of his shirt.

He stared and waited until his shirt was off before he said. “It means baby. You’re my baby.”

I undid the buttons of his pants next, not bothering to reply to his statement. With his help, I was able to remove his shirt and boxers in no time.

My eyes were stuck on his long hard length as he pu