Page 39 of Triplets for the Russian Boss

Suddenly, he raises his head from the table, his eyes meeting mine with such intensity that I jump back.

He chuckles. “Bonnie, you have to learn how to relax.”

“I can’t,” I whisper, my eyes growing large as he twists around and sits up, the towel barely covering the stark erection in his lap.

“Come here,” he says softly.

I don’t move. I’m not sure that I can.

“Come. Here.”

This time, his words are commands, and I’m compelled to obey them. I put one foot in front of the other, trying not to think about what I’m walking into as I approach him. I could leave, but that stupid thing - that twisted urge inside of me - is telling me to keep listening, to keep testing the waters even though I know Kostin is a shark swimming deep down, circling my legs.

“Take off the robe,” Kostin says, his jaw muscles dancing under his stubbled skin as he looks me over.

I do as I’m told, slipping the silk fabric over my shoulders. I can barely hear the sound of it crumpling to the ground behind me.

“That’s better,” he says, a smile flicking across his mouth. “Did it feel good when I touched you?”

I nod immediately and curse myself inside for looking so eager.

“Take off your panties,” he says. “Let me see how wet your pussy is.”

I swallow hard, hesitating until I look down at his cock under the towel. It’s twice as large as it was before, and I drop my panties faster than I did when I was paid to do it. They weren’t very comfortable, anyway.

“And the bra. I want to see your tits,” Kostin says.

I shouldn’t be shocked by how crude he is, but I am. I didn’t expect that after two years, I’d be submitting to him like this again. For him, it was so easy. He hasn’t seen the torturous struggle inside of me, nor the thousand ways I practiced saying no. He only sees the simple obedience to his every command as I fold under his bright blue gaze.

I unhook my bra, my pale puffy nipples tightening before they’re even exposed to the fresh air in the room. Hot blood pumps to my cheeks as I reveal my full nudity to Kostin, showing him a body that he’s already seen but doesn’t recognize.

He rubs his chin, the scratch of stubble nearly deafening in the dead silence of the room. His eyes dart from one of my breasts to the other, and I feel them on me like a laser, tightening my skin and making my heart beat even faster.

“Are you still on your period?” Kostin asks.

Period? What period?

Oh…

I clear my throat, not wanting to be caught in a lie. “I think so, but I’m not sure.”

“Then you will suck my cock,” he replies confidently, pointing to the towel covering his lap.

Maybe I should’ve chosen differently, but the second the fabric is taken from his lap, I change my mind. This is exactly what I want, even if it’s not what I’m supposed to be doing.

“Get on your knees,” he says, rotating on the table and scooting forward so that his legs meet the floor. He sits there, his balls hanging down from the edge of the table and his cock thrust out so far that it’s nearly prodding me in the stomach.

He’s fucking huge. I couldn’t forget about that even if I wanted to, but I barely saw his cock before. Now, I get to study every detail. I get to taste it.

“Have a pillow for your knees,” Kostin says, grabbing the pillow that once held his head and tossing it to the floor in front of him.

I kneel down in front of him, pressing my breasts into his balls as I look up into his eyes and take his cock in my hand. The heat radiating from his groin is incredible, soaking into my sternum and soothing my hammering heart. It feels good, but I’m sure it feels even better for him.

I pull the soft skin on Kostin’s penis, working it up and down as I look up to his handsome face. He’s staring down at me like a god, commanding me without words. I’m compelled to obey him, to please him, in hopes that he will be satisfied. It’s all I want.

I don’t know why, but I feel like I owe him this. It’s stupid, but because of the secret I’m hiding I feel guilt. I want to wash it away by making him feel good. I know it wouldn’t change his opinion of me if he found out, but for me, it makes a difference.

“I will put my cum inside of you, one way or another,” Kostin says.

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