Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23013 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 115(@200wpm)___ 92(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23013 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 115(@200wpm)___ 92(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
“Oh god,” she whimpers as my tongue parts the lips of her pussy and I lick her clit.
“You’ll say my name when I’m eating your cunt,” I growl and do it again.
“Vitaly,” she moans and rocks her hips forward.
“You’re going to cum on my face, and then we’re going to go back and finish dinner. When it’s over, I’m going to take you home and fuck you until you agree to never leave me.”
Her little cries of pleasure fill the office as I suck on her pussy and then push my tongue inside of her. She’s loud as she lets me indulge in her sweetness, but I don’t care. Let them hear how much she wants me.
I’m a bastard for taking her like this, but I never said I was a good man. Pru makes me want to be better for her, but I’ll never be able to wash the stains off my soul.
“That’s it,” she pants. “Right there.”
I circle her clit again with my tongue before I press it against the little pearl. That’s all it takes to send shivers through her body as she cums against my face.
“Perfect,” I whisper before I place one last kiss on her pussy. After I pull her panties back in place, I let her dress drop, and I stand up. “I knew you’d be sweet, but I had no idea you’d be so addicting.”
My lips press against hers, and this time she kisses me back. I feel her soft tongue slide against mine, and then I take over, demanding more and more and more. It’s never enough, but eventually I have to break the kiss or I’ll fuck her on this desk. I haven’t given her the best of everything, but she deserves better than a quick fuck for her first time.
“Come on, let's get you cleaned up,” I say as I hold out my hand to her.
The blood has since dried, but she stares down at it. For a second, I don’t think she’s going to take it, but to my surprise she does and then squeezes it tight.
Chapter Thirteen
PRU
I stand in the bathroom with Vitaly while he uses a towel to clean the blood from my throat. Each stroke is gentle as he takes his time. It’s fascinating to see Vitaly Parlov taking care of someone this way. He’s nothing like the man I’ve heard of. This is so different, and I want to believe it’s only for me.
“You can be sweet when you really want to,” I say.
“Don’t tell anyone.” He gives me a charming smirk that has all my insides melting.
“I don’t know if I was really going to run,” I admit. His eyebrows rise, and I’m not sure he believes me. “I wasn't sure. I wanted to talk to my girlfriend and see if I might be losing my mind if I chose to stay.”
“Nolia,” he says, and my mouth falls open.
“How did you...” I trail off because of course he found out. I’m sure he knows everything about me.
“I had the camera footage pulled from outside the restaurant. I wanted to see how you arrived.”
Crap, I thought we were so safe. I hate that I may have put Nolia in danger when all she has ever tried to do was help me. Nolia can be feisty and stand her ground, but that girl is a marshmallow on the inside.
“Please don’t hurt her.” I wrap my hand around his wrist, preventing him from wiping the rest of the blood away. I need his attention right now because this is important to me.
“She’s safe,” he reassures me, and I release him. “But if you do run, she’ll be the first person I talk to.” Vitaly finishes cleaning me and tosses the cloth into the sink.
“Is that a warning or a threat?”
Vitaly washes his hands, and the last of the blood disappears as if it was never there. But there will always be blood on Vitaly’s hands. It’s a part of who he is.
“It’s a fact, little one. You’re mine. If something of mine goes missing, there will be hell to pay.” That should really freak me out, but in a weird kind of way, it’s sweet.
“If you treat me well, Vitaly, I will never run from you.” He's offering me things I never knew were possible.
“I’ll do more than treat you well,” he vows, and I believe him. Vitaly is many things, but he is also a man of his word. He would never go back on it.
“That’s all I can ask for.” I place my hands on his chest, leaning in. “You promised me loyalty in ways other men in this world never do. I will do the same.”
“I’ll kill any man that touches you.”
“See, there you go, being all sweet again,” I tease.
To my surprise, Vitaly throws his head back and laughs.