As always taking what he gave me.
And loving every second of it.
Chapter 78
Vadim
Her lips were wet, pink and swollen. Her eyes were hooded and dazed. I devoured her again, claiming every part of that mouth. Her hot breath was fire I wanted to consume. The fingers around my cock were drawing precum from me even through the confines of my clothing.
I should have woken up earlier to bury myself in her heat. Instead I had gone to work wondering what she was doing. Thinking of my daughter waking up and not seeing her father. An error of judgement on my part.
When I pulled back, Iskra’s eyes moved over me—the same hunger reflected back at me that I felt myself.
I tugged at my tie as she reached for my belt.
No permission gained, but I let it slide.
I worked on my shirt buttons while she worked on my trousers. It wasn’t long before she had her hands wrapped around my cock, teasing the head before cupping my balls. All while those blue eyes stared up at me.
“Go and lie on the padded table. Head off the edge,” I growled.
She hesitated for a second before stepping out of her dress and kicking off her shoes. I gathered our clothes and tossed them onto the bed before tugging off my shirt. I turned to watch her settle on the table as I removed my shoes and trousers. Her long hair almost touched the floor.
I walked toward her head and she shifted to watch me approach. Her eyes were fixed on my cock. I closed in and positioned myself over her face to access her breasts. She began to lick my balls while I tweaked her nipples, working them until I felt milk on my fingers. She moaned and drew one into her mouth—sucking, licking—while I massaged her breasts.
I felt the shift of her face between my thighs as she released one and moved to the other. Her tongue worked around me before she sucked. She placed her hands around the backs of my thighs as she worked that mouth. A trickle of precum dripped free and I pulled back.
“Clean me up,” I hissed, tapping her lips with the tip of my cock.
Her mouth opened wide to accommodate the head. I held her throat while her lips wrapped around me. I exhaled when that hot wet mouth did its work. Her tongue moved around the head, licking the precum clean.
“That’s my beautiful cock-sucker,” I crooned, tugging her nipples until she moaned around me.“Get every last drop. Taste me.”
I pushed deeper, testing her throat, drawing back and repeating. I released her nipples and gripped the back of her neck, thumbs resting on her throat. A shame I couldn’t see her eyes—but that mouth, that neck, those breasts were spectacular.
My grip tightened and I swung my hips forward until her throat opened for me.
“Da, moya khoroshaya devochka,” I groaned as her tight hole stretched around me.
Her lips worked to take more. She must like being called a good girl.
I waited until she had adjusted and began to move. Her hand moved between her legs, fingers working rapidly over her clit.
“Do you like me using your mouth,zhena?” I asked, watching her play with herself.
She made a grunting noise as I continued to work her throat. It wasn’t long before she had soaked my cock with her saliva, which made it easier each time I plunged back into her.
“I didn’t even need to tie you down,” I panted, thrusting back and forth at a vicious pace until I felt my balls slap against her face.“Such a good wife.”
I wasn’t lying. She took every inch of me in every hole.
My eyes wandered down to her furious fingers working on herself and I eased out of her throat. I shifted back, holding her neck, and stared at her filthy wet face. I crouched down and kissed her, slime and all. Her fingers gripped my hair and she kissed me back. It was quick, we both needed more. I released her neck and pulled back.
“Now keep that hand away from your pussy,” I drawled as I stood.“If you can.”
When I reached the opposite end of the table I grabbed her hips and pulled until her head rested on it. I wanted her to watch when she came on my cock. Her pussy was glistening and her fingers had made quite a mess.
I could smell her in the air, but I needed the taste of her on my tongue. I crouched down and began with light licks, dragging my tongue flat along her opening. Her hips and legs twitched as a low cry escaped her.
