“I’m already here.”
She shakes her head. “Want you to fuck me.”
My cock is about to burst. But I force myself to remember what we’re doing,whywe’re doing it.
Mia needs my whole focus. She deserves nothing less. And me, chasing my own pleasure—it would only be a distraction. I set the vibration to the highest setting and plunge the toy inside her.
Mia’s thighs start shaking. “Yulian!”
“Look at you.” I start pumping it in and out of her. “So hungry for it.”
She twists her arms against the cuffs. “I want your cock,” she begs. “I—Ineed?—”
“Not today.” My tone is firm. “Today’s all about you, kitten.”
“B-But?—”
I bury my head between her thighs and start eating her out.
Her protests die down after that.
It goes on forever. My wrist moving between her legs, my tongue dragging against her clit. After a while, I start fucking her in earnest with the toy. Hard and fast, just how she likes it. Meanwhile, I’m sucking on her clit like it’s the last meal I’ll ever have.
I lose track of how many times she comes. I don’t come. Don’t even touch myself. But it doesn’t matter.
Thisis all I need.
47
MIA
Afterwards, Yulian brings me lunch in bed. I’m fucked all the way out. My body’s tingling in places I didn’t know I had. At some point, I’m going to need a shower.
But not now. Now, I just want to sink into his presence at my side.
It’s been so long since we’ve had this. Not just sex—us.Time to just be together, to lose ourselves in each other’s bodies and spend the aftermath in each other’s arms.
I’ve never felt so taken care of.
When Yulian pushes a piece of food against my lips, I don’t even ask what it is—I just open up and swallow.
The cheese melts on my tongue. “More,” I whine.
Yulian chuckles. A rare sound. “Bossy little kitten. Thought I’d cured you of your obsession for control.”
“Maybe I need a remedial lesson.”
His eyes go dark. “I can arrange that.”
His fingers trail gently across my belly. It makes me shiver all over—how delicate he can be when he wants to.
And how dominating.
If he’d told me twenty-four hours ago“I’m going to whip you and you’re gonna love it,”I might have laughed. But the way he used that toy had nothing to do with pain. It was pure sensation. I could focus on nothing else.
Which I suppose was the whole point.
Turns out, back-to-back orgasms make for a stellar distraction strategy. I’m so empty, I can’t eventhinkabout worrying for the rest of our meal.
