Page 125 of Caged

“Moya horosaya devochka.” My good girl.

“How about, I look after my woman? A man’s gotta eat, and I can’t think of anything else I’d rather have on my tongue.”

Holy shit.

“A guy on his knees is never a bad thing. Show me I’m yours.”

He nibbles on the sensitive skin of my leg.

I don’t hold in the moan as he runs his tongue along my slit. My body might be in agony, yet every drop of pleasure he is giving me overrides that.

He sinks his fingers inside me, curling them at that spot that has me bucking against his face.

“Niki, shit,” I hiss.

He sucks on my clit. This isn’t going to take me long to get off.

“Not yet, baby. I wanna feel your tight pussy squeeze the life out of my cock as you come.”

He brings me right to the edge with his mouth. I’m desperate to let it go. I won’t. I’ll be good for him for now.

“You’re soaked, baby.”

“Let me come, please, Niki.”

He pulls himself up using the couch and lies down behind me.

I can feel his erection pressing against his jeans.

“Don’t just rub on it, get it out. You want to get off, don’t you?”

I do as he says, unbuckling his belt and freeing his hard cock. Taking him in my hand, I stroke him a few times, thriving off the groan that leaves his lips.

Swiping the liquid from the tip, I suck it off my finger.

“You taste good,” I tell him.

I gasp as he turns my head and crashes his lips over mine.

“Have a taste of yourself, pretty delicious right?” he says in a low tone.

I’m careful as I raise my leg over him, not to make either of our injuries worse. The quicker we heal, the faster we get back to reality.

Not that I’m sure what that is. My future is blurry. Ivan will be after me. I probably have signed my death warrant.

Nikolai holds my face in his hands.

“Out of your head and on my cock,” he says sternly.

Using the arm of the couch, I rotate my hips, he guides me onto his dick, and as I stretch around him I let out a satisfied moan.

Wrapping my arm around his ribs, careful to miss the bullet hole, I press my lips against his fingers and roll my waist, feeling his cock hit deep inside.

I up the motions, adding in a lift and sink back down and he groans.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” he whispers against my neck.

His fingers gently wrap around my throat, he’s being too gentle.

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