Page 81 of The Pakhan's Secret Baby

“God, just look at you.” His dark eyes rake over me with hunger. His hands cup my tits through my bra, and I moan while arching into his touch.

"Is this how you worship a queen?" I say with a grin, and he reaches behind me and unhooks the bra. When it falls away completely leaving me exposed, he leans down with his mouth and sucks hard enough to pull a moan from my throat. I claw at his shoulders and arch my head back, and he growls against my skin.

"Yes like that," I breathe as the sensations run through my body, making me lean in closer.

Then he straightens, while his hands slide down my sides to my slacks. He keeps watching me the entire time with a predatory expression. "I'm going to take these off now so I can see every part of you properly." He locks eyes with me as he unzips them and pushes them down my hips until they pool at my feet. I step out of them while his palm runs up my thigh and squeezes my mound. "God I want this pussy. Tell me I can have it. Beg me,milaya."

I nod and bite my lip while looking at him through my lashes. “Rashid, please."

He hooks his fingers in my panties and pulls them down, and his fingers slide through my folds, making me whimper and press against him.

Kissing and biting at my skin, he says, "You're drippingmilaya,and it's all for me." It's intoxicating, every sensation he pulls from me, every word he speaks pushing my arousal higher. "No one else gets this from you ever again, because you belong to me now."

I reach for his shirt, but he catches my wrists to stop me as he says, "Not yet. I want to look at you like this a little longer." He steps back slightly to admire me, but my skin is so heated the distance feels icy. "You're so goddamn perfect."

One hand stays in my hair and the other stays between my legs, where it rubs slow circles that make pleasure build inside me. "I'm going to fuck you so deep."

I moan softly while my hips move against his hand. "Please fuck me," I whimper, and his praise keeps coming while his fingers work me.

"You're such a good girl." Rashid's eyes darken with hunger as he releases me and steps back. He strips off his shirt, revealing his muscular chest, then sinks onto the bed, grabbing my hips and pulling me forward.

"Sit on my face," he orders, lying back and guiding me over him until my thighs straddle his head. I lower myself slowly, knees sinking into the mattress as his hands grip my ass, spreading me and positioning my pussy directly over his mouth.

I gasp as his tongue flicks out, licking a long stripe through my folds. He presses his face deeper, sucking my clit hard while I moan, rocking my hips instinctively. "Rashid... oh God."

His fingers join, two thick digits sliding into my dripping entrance. He pumps them in and out while his tongue circles and flicks my clit, and pleasure builds quickly, my thighs tremblingaround him. I whimper, bracing my hands on the headboard for support as it gets so intense I feel like I might fall over.

"Yes, right there... your tongue feels so good." I grind down gently, chasing the sensation and he rewards me by curling his fingers, hitting a spot that makes me whimper and moan. Then his mouth works hungrily, sucking and licking until I’m trembling and on the edge.

"Rashid... I'm so close." My voice breaks into a moan and he fingers me faster, thrusting deep while his lips seal around my clit and suck harder. Heat coils in my core and I pant, body shaking. "Don't stop... it's so good... your mouth... your fingers..."

Waves crash over me and I come hard, thighs clamping around his head as pleasure rips through my body. I moan his name, hips jerking against his face, while he continues licking and pumping through it, drawing out every pulse until I shudder and gasp.

I lift slightly, breathing raggedly, but he pulls me back down, continuing to lap at my sensitive folds. Soft whimpers escape me as aftershocks ripple. "Rashid... too much..."

But he works me through the peak, slowing but still teasing as my body relaxes into the pleasure, slick and trembling, ensuring I feel every stroke until the intensity ebbs.

When I start to come down, Rashid's hands grip my thighs. He lifts me off his face and flips me onto my back so fast I gasp in shock. I land on the mattress, chest heaving, as he hovers over me, settling between my spread legs. And his body covers me, consuming all the oxygen in the room so I can only breathe him and nothing else.

Then he kisses me deeply, letting me taste myself on his tongue. "You taste so sweet,milaya." His cock presses against my entrance as he pushes in slowly, stretching me open inch by inch until he bottoms out. I moan, digging my nails into his shoulders.

"Oh God..." The fullness is overwhelming. I crave him inside me so deep I can feel it for days.

"Fuck, you're tight," he growls, starting to thrust, hips rolling against mine. "This pussy belongs to me now. No one else will ever feel how wet you get."

I whimper with each stroke. His pace is controlled but intense, grinding against my clit on every thrust. "Rashid..."

"That's it. Take every inch like the good girl you are." He pins my wrists above my head with one hand, the other gripping my hip. "I'm going to fuck you like this every night once you're my wife. Make you forget your own name."

He leans down, sucking on my neck while driving into me harder, and the bed creaks. "So fucking perfect. Your body was made for my cock."

I moan louder, wrapping my legs around his waist as pleasure builds again. He keeps talking dirty, pushing my buttons. "Beg me to fill you. Tell me how much you need it."

"Please, Rashid... fuck me harder." My voice trembles and I find myself so close to snapping again.

He obeys, pounding deeper, eyes locked on mine. "Good girl. This is mine. All of it."

Rashid keeps thrusting, his body pressed tight against mine as he moves, and his hands grip my waist while he sucks on myneck. "You feel so fucking good," he growls against my skin. "Fuck..."