Page 93 of Ruthless Reign

Ice courses through my veins because even after all of that, she’s still willing to marry him. I know she has her reasons, but I don’t care what they are. She’ll marry Anatoly over my dead body.

I run my hand softly down her hair and across her face, watching her closely to see how she reacts. Her breathing steadies, and her body gradually relaxes.

“I want to do this with you," she declares, her eyes brimming with emotion. "It feels different, and I want to overwrite the memories of... Can you teach me, show me what you enjoy? Don’t treat me with kid gloves.”

Her words turn me inside out, but I’ll see it through for her.

“If this is what you want, milaya, I’ll give you anything you want. Promise you’ll let me know if it gets to be too much.”

She nods solemnly.

“Good. Because you’re going to stay right there on your knees and finish what you started. Understand?”

She gives me a small smile, and I reward her with a kiss on the head. I can tell how much she wants to please me. My breath escapes in a sharp hiss as she takes me back in her mouth.

I tuck a silky strand of her hair behind her ears. “Relax your throat, and breathe through your nose. Can you do that for me?”

Even with her mouth full of my cock, she gives a little nod, her half-lidded gaze firmly on me.

I rest my head against the couch and allow her time to get back into a rhythm. She takes me in deeper, dragging air in through her nose. The suction from her hot mouth and her hand gripping the base of my cock… Everything works together to drag me to the edge.

I’m barely hanging on. I’m going to come in her mouth, and she’s going to fucking love it.

“Look at me, Liza.”

When she does, I can see a newfound confidence in her expression.

“I’m going to come in your mouth, and I need you to swallow down every drop.”

She nods as a bolt of white-hot pleasure streaks down my spine and I erupt in her mouth.

It can’t be easy swallowing my full load down, but she does her best. Her throat works hard, even as a little cum leaks out the side of her mouth. Her eyes water, but she doesn’t lose eye contact with me. The raw, hungry expression she wears might be the best compliment I’ve ever received.

When she finally pulls off of me, I don’t waste a minute before I gather her in my arms and cradle her against my chest. “Was that okay for you?”

“It was a lot, but yeah.” A smile breaks out on her beautiful face. “I liked it,” she says, almost shyly.

I press my mouth to hers, my tongue working between her lips. She tastes amazing, or maybe I just think so because I can taste myself. That thought alone nearly makes me hard again.

My lips work their way down her throat and neck. She buries her hands in my hair as I suck and nip at her breasts. My dick should be thoroughly spent by now, but as she grinds on my lap, my erection makes a reappearance.

I grab her hips to still her. “That was one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen in my life,” I tell her. “You, naked on your knees… Absolute perfection. Even if you were a brat earlier.” I smack her ass.

She yelps before fixing me with a stern glare. “Watch yourself, or that’ll be the first and last blowjob you get from me.”

“Is that so?”

I cup her between the legs, chuckling as her eyes go wide and hazy, and a shiver works down her spine. She’s so damn responsive.

“Well, I think it’s time I ate my dinner,” I tell her.

She turns towards the kitchen, but I shake my head.

“Not that. I think I’ll skip straight ahead to dessert.”

I slink down on the couch, lift her with two hands, and slam her down on my face, a thigh on either side of me.

It’s like I’ve died and gone to heaven. I’m hungry for her and eager to reward her after sucking me so good.

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